<?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-895260955416745931</id><updated>2011-09-30T14:00:24.382+08:00</updated><category term='ondoy'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='earth'/><category term='yaya'/><category term='drive'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='song'/><category term='aquim birthday'/><category term='supplier'/><category term='gadget'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='birthing'/><category term='phone'/><category term='home'/><category term='travel'/><category term='reads'/><category term='angtanong'/><category term='family'/><category 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5384913026836345499</id><published>2011-09-30T13:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T14:00:24.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kamusta na?!</title><content type='html'>ako si palitaw. lulubog, lilitaw. sa ngayon nakalitaw ako! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday ko eh, kaya magpopost ako! hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anong bago? oh well. medyo adjusted na. sabi ko nga, the city, this city has grown on me. hinde ko na oras oras na-mi-miss ang pinas. pero namimiss ko pa rin. hinde ko na araw araw sinasabi na uuwi na ako ng pinas. pero sinasabi ko pa rin na gusto kong umuwi ng pinas, na kelan kayo ako uuwi ng pinas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang taon at 4 buwan, and we are on our 3rd house. yes, hobby namin ang maglipat ng bahay. haha. wag na nating pagusapan ang reasons, mga  valid naman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, si jason nag tatrabaho as a programmer. regular job 8-430 (sometimes 7-4). at ako ay nagtatrabaho part time sa isang department store, 5-9. not in the office, i am now a sales associate! haha. bago ako umalis ng pinas, sabi ko matutupad na ata ang pangarap ko na magtrabaho sa mall. natupad nga! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the schedule works for us. basta one of us has the full time job. ayos na yun. i dont want to work full time and leave aquim in a day care. wag na lang. sa iba ayos ang ganong set up. sa akin hinde. i will not take it against you kung ganon ang set up nyo. pero dont take it against me and do not make me do that. iba iba tayo. kanya kanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sa akin, ngayon ako mas kailangan ng anak ko, tapos ngayon ko sya iiwan. pag malaki na si aquim at di na ako ganon kakailangan, then i can find job with more hours. sa ngayon let me enjoy our time together. enjoy ha, eh lagi nga kami away bati. as usual. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. till my next update. after a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5384913026836345499?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5384913026836345499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5384913026836345499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5384913026836345499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5384913026836345499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2011/09/kamusta-na.html' title='kamusta na?!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3738865299514768386</id><published>2011-02-12T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T15:28:52.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>kakapanibago</title><content type='html'>haha i was reading my previous post. ahahhaa kakapanibago. walang sense. hahaha walang direction, parang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba to, tweet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1711647820986757836</id><published>2011-02-12T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T15:24:22.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><title type='text'>9 months</title><content type='html'>in a week or so, 9 months na kami dito. feeling ko 9 years na. heheh kelan kaya makauwi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent been posting though i said ill post often. nine months. in a matter of weeks, full cycle na. all 4 seasons. spring. summer. fall. winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what to tell... mahirap nang isipin kung ano ang mga nangyari since the last time i posted. so let's just start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know kung ano na lang ang ipopost ko dito. i have a few unposted entries. hinde kasi pwedeng ikwento. pero feeling ko, lahat ng pwede kong ipost hinde pwedeng ikwento wahahaahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko, ang tanda ko na. feeling ko pati si aquim, nag mature na din. sobra. when we came here, he was still a baby. pero ngayon, parang hinde na. iba na magsalita. iba na mag isip. hayyyy. kaka guilty. feeling ko dapat baby  pa rin sya but because of the consequences of our decisions, of our actions, nag level up na rin sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the city is starting to grow on me. or nasasanay lang ako? sabi ko nga, ang ikinakatakot ko is yung maging stranger ako, sa pinas, at dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i can say that i am just going with the flow. i feel like i dont want to decide on anything anymore. i dont want to take charge. kung san na lang dalhin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-9079750506422807242</id><published>2011-02-12T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T14:43:58.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>yeah i know</title><content type='html'>this is one neglected blog. yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-9079750506422807242?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9079750506422807242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4663077600653736895</id><published>2010-10-21T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T15:05:45.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home - michael buble</title><content type='html'>another summer day&lt;br /&gt;has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;in paris and rome&lt;br /&gt;but I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;a million people, I&lt;br /&gt;still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've been keeping all the letters that i wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;"i'm fine, baby, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;well i would send them but i know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;my words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;and you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;another summer place&lt;br /&gt;Iim lucky, i know&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;mmmm, i've got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me go home&lt;br /&gt;i'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;i wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel just like i'm living someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;it's like i just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;when everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;and i know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;come along with me&lt;br /&gt;'cause this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;but you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;and gone away&lt;br /&gt;in even paris and rome&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i’m surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;a million people i&lt;br /&gt;still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;oh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;oh, i miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me go home&lt;br /&gt;i've had my run&lt;br /&gt;baby, i’m done&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;let me go home&lt;br /&gt;it will all be all right&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;i’m coming back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4663077600653736895?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4663077600653736895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4663077600653736895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4663077600653736895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4663077600653736895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/10/home-michael-buble.html' title='home - michael buble'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5211100695868272472</id><published>2010-10-12T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:52:47.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>i</title><content type='html'>i don't know what to think anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure about anything ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like i am missing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5211100695868272472?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5211100695868272472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5211100695868272472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5211100695868272472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5211100695868272472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/10/i.html' title='i'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-205465704286110132</id><published>2010-08-28T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:18:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ode</title><content type='html'>how i miss our bed, and our room,&lt;br /&gt;i miss tenderbob's and goldenspoon.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-205465704286110132?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4743529939011953329</id><published>2010-08-27T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:24:43.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><title type='text'>scores</title><content type='html'>as promised, here are my my scores ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading: 8 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;writing: 7 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marilenn is able to write on both familiar and abstract topic. in her writing, she demonstrated an appropriate sense of audience. marilenn has very good control of simple structures and adequate control of complex grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening: 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marilenn has no difficulty understanding questions or instructions. she was able to answer concrete and abstract questions regarding the listening. marilenn could pick out key words and phrases from the listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;speaking: 7 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marilenn speaks with confidence on familiar and abstract topics. she has very good control of grammar, and is able to use a wide variety of vocabulary. marilenn is able to make comparisons, give her opinion and provide supporting ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;---- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so why didn't i have a perfect score in &lt;strong&gt;writing &lt;/strong&gt;where as their assessment stated that i wrote well, i have coherent ideas and that i know that i have a particular audience in mind? that my punctuations are okay and that i have a wide range of vocabulary? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well.... i have to write with &lt;u&gt;correct capitalization&lt;/u&gt;. you see, since high school, my handwriting has always been ALL CAPS. all right, i know that when typing or texting, using ALL CAPS means shouting. and according to them, it goes with handwriting too. so now, i am trying to change my handwriting. and i am hating it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i always take pride in my handwriting. i know i have very good handwriting, legible and with a sense of certainty. but all in capital letters. right now, writing in correct capitalization makes my handwriting a little bit awkward and unsure. i even had a hard time in spelling because i am so not used to writing in small letters. hayyy.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening &lt;/strong&gt;is what made me so anxious. i thought i would fail, because i really had a hard time "memorizing" all the sentences that i've heard, word for word. good thing that he noticed that i can grasp the keywords. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really, when i was listening, i was memorizing the sentences. but after i took off the headsets, there goes my sentences. hehehe .. maybe because i'm so used in jotting down notes if i have to remember anything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in actual conversation, we also listen, right? but we can talk back immediately without having to memorize everything. in listening and then mimicking it, i found it hard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what i did to somehow made the evaluator think that i am a good listener? i engaged him in lengthy conversation. heee .. when he asked me about something, i replied in lengthy answers with lots of side stories. hehehe that is the purpose of the evaluation, right, to see if i can communicate in the languate. i guess that paid off. i remember even telling him stories about the queen and the streets in london and the streets here in winnipeg (i was reading diana chronicles that time and the queen was in winnipeg for a visit!). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't know why i didn't get a perfect score in &lt;strong&gt;speaking&lt;/strong&gt;??? hehe duh! of course i know. i am still not that confident in speaking in english. i still have that habit of constructing the sentences in my head before speaking. but having a score of 7 is not that bad. i am accepting it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the evaluation, i told the evaluator i am interested in taking english classes. there is this intensive english program from the university of winnipeg, there is this eglish for technical purposes and enhances english skills for employment. i am particulary interested with the correct pronunciation, intonation, diction and accent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but most specially, i just really want to practice speaking in english. plainly having someone to converse with in english without having to laugh at each other. it's hard to speak in english in the house, jason and both felt and sounded hilarious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i didn't enroll. maybe this fall. i can't afford to try and have the accent while aquim would be alone in the house. maybe this fall.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-4743529939011953329?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4743529939011953329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4743529939011953329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4743529939011953329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4743529939011953329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/scores.html' title='scores'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3491688634518359955</id><published>2010-08-27T13:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:20:06.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><title type='text'>english</title><content type='html'>two months ago or so, i've undergone an english proficiency test here in canada. they say it's not a requirement for work but it is required by some immigrant training facilities to have a specific score to let one in on any of their trainings, so i had to take the assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 4 areas on which i was tested: reading, writing, speaking and listening. one would receive a score and accompanying narrative assessment for each area. the highest score for each is 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading: &lt;/strong&gt;it was just multiple choice. it started with easy ones like images of things of which you have to choose the correct "word" that identifies the image (like pencil, money, etc.). easy stuff. then comes reading stories with increasing number of paragraphs. no sweat. the answer is on the story itself. you really just have to read. the clinch is that it is timed, so you also have to read it fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;writing: &lt;/strong&gt;easy to hard again. first, i was asked to write what was already printed on the form. easy, eh? then the next ones are essay writing stuffs with a required number of words. i'm good. i can write anything. the topics are easy. let me say that writing means handwriting. and it also timed. this is quite hard because i've been so accustomed with computer where in there are the backspace and delete keys. building your thoughts and make it appear coherent while handwriting it is quite hard, for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;speaking: &lt;/strong&gt;i was interviewed by an assessor. no sweat. i'm used to talking with strangers. i was just worried if he would ask me about current events or anything related to canada, hehehe i was not prepared for that. but it was just a casual conversation. he asked questions and i answered. more often providing more information than what is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening: &lt;/strong&gt;i was provided with headphones. the instructions was to listen to the taped series of monologues. after each one, i have to repeat what it has said as completely and identical the source. easy to hard again. first few ones were just a couple of sentences that i was able to repeat it word for word. but it was getting longer and i had a hard time repeating it identically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my scores on my next post.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3491688634518359955?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3491688634518359955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3491688634518359955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3491688634518359955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3491688634518359955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/english.html' title='english'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2953294302750876571</id><published>2010-08-25T14:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:18:53.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><title type='text'>balita!</title><content type='html'>nanay: uy ikakasal na yung dati mong crush ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi: ah talaga?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanay: oo! invited ka nga eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi: wow! kelan? sige sabihin mo attend kami. luluwas kami para diyan.... err... di pala. nasa canada nga pala kami akala ko nasa probinsiya lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panaginip lang ....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2953294302750876571?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2953294302750876571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2953294302750876571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2953294302750876571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2953294302750876571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/balita.html' title='balita!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5998566652902853421</id><published>2010-08-17T07:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T07:35:51.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reads'/><title type='text'>what i love here: library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time to rave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150373735855058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGl5Jo89I/AAAAAAAAEGw/DLTMB-EMaPY/s400/IMG_6459.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the winnipeg millenium library &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of the things i like here is the library! yey for library, yey! books for aquim, books for me, for free! they have dvds, audio cd, cds for kids, magazines. we can borrow the actual books (hard cover!) or the ebook online. please take a look at their catalogue, click &lt;a href="http://wpl.winnipeg.ca/library/"&gt;http://wpl.winnipeg.ca/library/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://elm.lib.overdrive.com/"&gt;http://elm.lib.overdrive.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;searching is easy, borrowing is easy. you can either search it online and reserve it online. choose where you would like to pick it up (there's a lot of libraries). if it's an audio book or ebook, you can check it out and read in instantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;picking up is easy, just give your library card and voila, your books are ready. if you would like to borrow additional books, checking out is done thru a lib staff or you can do it all by yourselves using this computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150369391150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGlo9yBwI/AAAAAAAAEGo/QBnDywLGJzc/s400/IMG_6458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course there would be fines if you forget to return the items on time. returning is easy also, you can return it to any branch and you just have to put the books on the counter, that's it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they also some have computers there and they have wi-fi. they have mini museum and they have this ascending terrace where one can actually read, surf or just ... stare. hehe i was not able to take a picture, but i'm sure it would be great just sitting there hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have some paintings on display, like this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150084708581378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGVEcKwAI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/-dYkhtkOjkc/s400/IMG_6455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506152959828210978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnI8bGGtSI/AAAAAAAAEG4/aAPtHHieov0/s400/IMG_6456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150097105853538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGVyn6HGI/AAAAAAAAEGg/ftYrqtij7WM/s400/IMG_6457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is actually, this just big (or small?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150078250953298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGUsYjKlI/AAAAAAAAEGI/cMBxmk6R0WM/s400/IMG_6454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506150070528927570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGUPneZ1I/AAAAAAAAEGA/YLG1mEbeRNs/s400/IMG_6453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'd like to do that in our house. hehehe .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;funny story... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last time, i asked jason to pick up some books that i borrowed, just 3 titles. when the lib staff gave him the books, he was shocked! what the.. they were giving him 12 books! he called me and asked "what are the books that you borrowed? they were giving me 12 books. they told me you borrowed the book club kit and it contains 10 books!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: hehehe! oh, i didn't realize that book club kit means there would be 10 books. i just thought it just comes with a special binding. because the actual book is checked out and i was like the 7th person on the wait list. and i saw that book club kits have several units left (3 actually). so i thought this is just a book binded differently. hehe i didn't know that it will be 10 books hehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*** &lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-5998566652902853421?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5998566652902853421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5998566652902853421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5998566652902853421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5998566652902853421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-i-love-here-library.html' title='what i love here: library'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TGnGl5Jo89I/AAAAAAAAEGw/DLTMB-EMaPY/s72-c/IMG_6459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7877374471068379397</id><published>2010-08-05T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T16:03:21.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>i am spamming</title><content type='html'>after deliberately posting nothing, i am back into blogging. yes. i don't care if the posts will be too senti or full of rants. i want all of it to be here. i want something to make me remember when all of these has past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, just hang around.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7877374471068379397?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7877374471068379397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7877374471068379397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7877374471068379397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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admire those OFWs really. i've already admired them when i used to watch wowowee and cried when they tell their stories. but now that i am here in another country, leaving my family behind, i can almost feel what the OFWs have to go through just to give their family a better chance in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my story is so much different from them and it is nothing compared to what they have to go through. but in terms of homesickeness, i  guess we are on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i am with jason and aquim, i am still homesicked. i don't know. maybe i still need more time. how much more? afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know if i want to cope. i don't want to not miss them. but i want to have a "new" happy and normal life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i think of the philippines and my family back there every hour of the day, and it scares me that i am letting my day here go by without appreciating it, without even noticing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am missing one country while being a stranger in another. what scares me the most is, i'll end up being a stranger in both countries.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4707767305784255961?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4707767305784255961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4707767305784255961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4707767305784255961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4707767305784255961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-stranger.html' title='hello, stranger'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1820194764165052318</id><published>2010-08-05T15:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:44:39.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>namimiss mo ba ang philippines?</title><content type='html'>moi: namimiss mo ba ang philippines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: ahhmmmm... hinde naman. lalo na ang weather. siguro yung mga tv shows pa. ikaw ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moi: ahhh... namimiss ko ang 9am sa philippines. namimiss ko ang 12pm. namimiss ko ang 3pm. namimiss ko ang 6pm. ang 7pm. namimiss ko ang 10pm at 11pm. yeah, na mimiss ko ang philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. going on 3 months here and i'm still homesicked. everyday, everyhour, naiisip ko siguro ang philippines. kung 10am dito, naiisip ko ang feeling ko pag 10am sa philippines. or naiisip ko kung ano ang ginagawa nila ngayon 11pm sa philippines. pag sunset na dito around 9pm, naiisip ko ang 6pm atin or pag sunset na sa atin. namimiss ko ang tumambay sa terrace. namimiss ko ang hangin na medyo malansa at maalinsangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan nga namimiss ko rin ang traffic! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ipapalista sa akin ang namimiss ko, everyday may maisusulat na ako dito sa blog ko. hayyy...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-1820194764165052318?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1820194764165052318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1820194764165052318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1820194764165052318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1820194764165052318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/08/namimiss-mo-ba-ang-philippines.html' title='namimiss mo ba ang philippines?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3921733379833926727</id><published>2010-07-22T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:22:36.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>i know...</title><content type='html'>of course, i know it. i am not posting as often as i used to. it's not that there is nothing to post. it's just that i dont want to post it yet. if i'd post it, this blog will be full of rants... and negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to attract positive vibes. so please bear with me, please, dearest blog.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3921733379833926727?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3921733379833926727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3921733379833926727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3921733379833926727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3921733379833926727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-know.html' title='i know...'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2374432792022431477</id><published>2010-06-20T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:47:05.873+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>one year</title><content type='html'>it has been a year since I &lt;a href="http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/06/cheche.html"&gt;lost kutchie&lt;/a&gt;...wahhh!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2374432792022431477?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2374432792022431477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2374432792022431477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2374432792022431477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2374432792022431477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-year.html' title='one year'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7895825395297378881</id><published>2010-06-14T13:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:25:02.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>assiniboine park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the sun is up today. after a week-long rain. where else to go (everybody is there!) but to the park. good thing we went with our hosts to the assiniboine park. we had a great time. assiniboine park is so huge (biggest in winnipeg), we only get to see one part. hopefully, we can get to go there again. and explore each and every garden. eat on its restaurants. and visit the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.assiniboinepark.ca/"&gt;http://www.assiniboinepark.ca/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In 1904, the City of Winnipeg purchased 283 acres of woodland and prairie along the south side of the Assiniboine River. Termed the “Suburban Park” for the first ten years, Assiniboine Park, as it was later named, was the first of the City’s Regional Park system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Leo Mol Sculpture Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;English Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Formal Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flat Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Abilities Gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Herb Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Garden of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Citizens Hall of Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miniature Steam Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pony Rides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bike rentals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Assiniboine Park Zoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didnt get to see all of these. Actually, i'm not sure where we were. It was just a vast green land. Defintely, would like to visit it again and check out the gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the entrances. dont know which side it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFsFM5zBI/AAAAAAAAEFA/TKfUNxdMW1k/s1600/IMG_5794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505482494659602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFsFM5zBI/AAAAAAAAEFA/TKfUNxdMW1k/s400/IMG_5794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were on the other side of the park, where we had our little picnic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquim get to see new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFr9CT59I/AAAAAAAAEE4/REaaRIstfJU/s1600/IMG_5777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505480302749650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFr9CT59I/AAAAAAAAEE4/REaaRIstfJU/s400/IMG_5777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFrQojJgI/AAAAAAAAEEw/wrRuw32Bsqs/s1600/IMG_5771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505468383536642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFrQojJgI/AAAAAAAAEEw/wrRuw32Bsqs/s400/IMG_5771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we head off to a more open ground, where everyone can do anything, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;under the sun! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFq4rLsLI/AAAAAAAAEEo/i64is74p9bY/s1600/IMG_5806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505461952131250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFq4rLsLI/AAAAAAAAEEo/i64is74p9bY/s400/IMG_5806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frisbee with a fellow kid. they're the youngest in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFSYivmiI/AAAAAAAAEEg/OB104q3gs-Q/s1600/IMG_5811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505041009941026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFSYivmiI/AAAAAAAAEEg/OB104q3gs-Q/s400/IMG_5811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one time, he asked me if he can kiss the trees. because trees are nice daw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe he used to see me hugging the trees. now he wants to kiss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFRZGEGCI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/sj30hRq-n18/s1600/IMG_5821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505023978215458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFRZGEGCI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/sj30hRq-n18/s400/IMG_5821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing (flying) around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFREFcLPI/AAAAAAAAEEI/QBtBnrwcEBg/s1600/IMG_5828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482505018338454770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFREFcLPI/AAAAAAAAEEI/QBtBnrwcEBg/s400/IMG_5828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482511115873759842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXKz_LJMmI/AAAAAAAAEFI/6Qg4ahA9TtI/s400/IMG_5833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the rest of the pictures are in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/canada"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7895825395297378881?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7895825395297378881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7895825395297378881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7895825395297378881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7895825395297378881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/06/assiniboine-park.html' title='assiniboine park'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/TBXFsFM5zBI/AAAAAAAAEFA/TKfUNxdMW1k/s72-c/IMG_5794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1766984164425163646</id><published>2010-05-25T15:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:29:03.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>steinbach</title><content type='html'>our hosts took us for a road trip to &lt;a href="http://www.steinbach.ca/"&gt;steinbach&lt;/a&gt;, south of winnipeg. we had lunch at a.d. penner park and then take a dip at the indoor pool of steinback aquatic centre. here are some of the pics. the rest of the pics are at &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/ontheroad/2623"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/ontheroad/2623&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCehwtsdI/AAAAAAAADyE/_t3qeUk7LHk/s1600/IMG_5397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113232969347538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCehwtsdI/AAAAAAAADyE/_t3qeUk7LHk/s400/IMG_5397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was windy and the wind is cold. aquim kept telling me he is ginaw. tita peng lent us her fleece jacket. we are still not quite familiar with the weather. people here are actually relying on weather forecasts and they are quite reliable. our hosts say when we've been here long enought, we will know what to expect when it says 18 or 12 or 22.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113241395875138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCfBJwTUI/AAAAAAAADyM/gGRYqDyFFxY/s400/IMG_5401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;one of the things i love here in canada, are the parks! this is the first park we have visited, the a.d. penner park. i'll google later what are the parks in winnipeg. this is quite a large park. one can play soccer, beach volleyball and has a playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113217858447218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCdpd_p3I/AAAAAAAADxs/MRd_u4qo9j8/s400/IMG_5368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aquim having fun going up and down the "mountain". actually it is just a hill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113219692611954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCdwTSyXI/AAAAAAAADx0/tWID5Z_dWWU/s400/IMG_5377.JPG" border="0" /&gt; trying out the swing. it's just sad that he doesn't get to play with other kids. maybe because he still doesnt speak english. but heck, most of the kids here at the park are pinoys. or maybe because he is the new kid in town. maybe because he is still too small for their games. hayy...sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113226566881074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCeJ6PzzI/AAAAAAAADx8/9tts7kUoggQ/s400/IMG_5384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;but even if he is the smallest in the bunch, he is the first to try this zip line. and he did it several times until his hands hurt and let go of the handle on his 5th try. you can see the video on the link i posted above. a 5 year old gets to try this the first time, and he let go and he hurt him self big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113778802364034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uC-TJcjoI/AAAAAAAADyU/DmJmO0Ibc-E/s400/IMG_5404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;after lunch and some play time, we are headed to the aquatic centre. it's just a few steps from the park. the centre opens up at 1pm and there are already quite a number of people in line outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113786962965554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uC-xjFdDI/AAAAAAAADyc/Fcmhe2RNUkA/s400/IMG_5405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;here's after the door has opened. people trying to get tickets. the centre only has a certain capacity and if they have reached that limit, no one is going to get inside unless somebody else comes out. and if you get out, you have to wait and pay again if you want to come in. drinks and food are not allowed inside. this indoor pool is quite popular you have to pre-purchased a ticket to make sure you can get inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113792214233938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uC_FHFc1I/AAAAAAAADyk/uHuFTlNjYFY/s400/IMG_5407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;here's what inside. on the right is still another pool, similar to an olympic size pool, though im not quite sure about that. but it's just a rectangular pool where one can do laps. on the left, there is a hot tub and a sauna. i tried both. the hot tub is really hot. the sauna is like being in a small room with galvanized iron as room on a 12noon in our beloved country, that's how i felt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this facility is quite strict. there are several roving lifeguards and supevisors. kids 7 and below should be within arm's reach of an adult. and if you stray away from your kid, the supervisor/lifeguard will really approach you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one is not allowed to swim without a proper swimming attire. cotton clothes are not allowed. kids who are not yet potty trained are required to wear swim diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hot tub should have a maximum of 13 persons only at a time and the sauna 15. and they are really checking it every 3 minutes or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once, there was a kid who almost vomitted in the pool, about a spoonful or so and but he actually caught it with his hands. but when the supervisor saw it and asked everybody to leave the pool at once and replaced the water. it took about an hour before they let everybody back in the pool. hence food and drinks, even infant's milk are not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113800417926418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uC_jq_3RI/AAAAAAAADys/Bpc0B7OZAMk/s400/IMG_5413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;after a couple of hours, we went out and enjoyed the park again. jason and i kept telling each other that it was good we get to enjoy the philippines heat and beach one last time before we get here in canada. imagine here, we have to fall in line just to be able to take dip and a splash and swim ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475113811909184626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uDAOeujHI/AAAAAAAADy0/NETzyqOiSho/s400/IMG_5425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;since aquim has no one to play around, we just contented ourselves sitting on the grass, collecting twigs and branches. too good aquim still enjoys our company teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we leave the park around 630 and slept the entire trip back to our hosts' house. and slept more once we get to the house. &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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_uCehwtsdI/AAAAAAAADyE/_t3qeUk7LHk/s72-c/IMG_5397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2934890792844660498</id><published>2010-05-25T15:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:38:51.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>downtown winnipeg</title><content type='html'>last thursday, we began processing important documents here in canada. we went to downtown winnipeg to get our SIN, healthcards and open a bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt able to take decent pictures cause i'm with a local so i'm supposed to do what a local do, no picture taking hehehe.. these pictures were all i took while inside the car. additionally, i wasnt also sure if it's okay to take pictures of people and buildings, i might get apprehended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t7GxSNJrI/AAAAAAAADxc/HCUW2-8zpss/s1600/IMG_5333.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if i get to know my way around here, ill post more decent pictures with appropriate caption. right now, all i can say is these are from downtown winnipeg or the way from our host's house to downtown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t7AN2FlQI/AAAAAAAADxU/aHctWCpft3E/s1600/IMG_5330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475105015645705474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t7AN2FlQI/AAAAAAAADxU/aHctWCpft3E/s400/IMG_5330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; typical house in winnipeg. i guess these are all the kind of house that are being rented for. the minimum is 700 CDN, and can reach as high as a couple of thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6_ypLRPI/AAAAAAAADxM/YLq-pO1qvtw/s1600/IMG_5329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475105008343794930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6_ypLRPI/AAAAAAAADxM/YLq-pO1qvtw/s400/IMG_5329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;parks and playing fields. the people are really making use of the sun. they are everywhere taking advantage of it. playing, or just simply lying around the parks and mostly, they are on shorts. while for us, we are still on pants and sweaters. it will take time getting used to :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6_s6TiQI/AAAAAAAADxE/8wLkEdXE7VA/s1600/IMG_5328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475105006805027074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6_s6TiQI/AAAAAAAADxE/8wLkEdXE7VA/s400/IMG_5328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;church &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6-wcwQYI/AAAAAAAADw8/O7oXTf39t5Q/s1600/IMG_5327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104990574952834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6-wcwQYI/AAAAAAAADw8/O7oXTf39t5Q/s400/IMG_5327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of the lakes i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6-kwYh7I/AAAAAAAADw0/T89DxvX4s6U/s1600/IMG_5326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104987436058546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6-kwYh7I/AAAAAAAADw0/T89DxvX4s6U/s400/IMG_5326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; planetarium. ill take aquim here once i know my way around. he keeps calling this big egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6xDLQHJI/AAAAAAAADws/mK9sVwpqyz4/s1600/IMG_5323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104755083648146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6xDLQHJI/AAAAAAAADws/mK9sVwpqyz4/s400/IMG_5323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a park full of people and hotdog stand everywhere. our hosts told us that during summer, hotdog stands sprout everywhere here in downtown. speaking of, i want to correct myself. it is still SPRING here. i kept telling summer a few days ago. official summer season starts june 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6w_US9AI/AAAAAAAADwk/4oQoQG1WFzE/s1600/IMG_5322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104754047841282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6w_US9AI/AAAAAAAADwk/4oQoQG1WFzE/s400/IMG_5322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aquim getting acquainted with the car seat. i actually miss snuggling with him during car trips. we used to tickle, joke around and chat while inside the car when we were still in manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6wZ6564I/AAAAAAAADwc/xDzdOPQ8ypM/s1600/IMG_5321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104744009231234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6wZ6564I/AAAAAAAADwc/xDzdOPQ8ypM/s400/IMG_5321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;building &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6wKG9jKI/AAAAAAAADwU/CcUZEDAYYBs/s1600/IMG_5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104739764833442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6wKG9jKI/AAAAAAAADwU/CcUZEDAYYBs/s400/IMG_5319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buildings here are quite old also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475104728707976674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t6vg6zTeI/AAAAAAAADwM/nHG_np9Lscw/s400/IMG_5317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;downtown. there are also a lot of one way street and it's hard to find a vacant parking space. not much different in manila. 30 minutes is 1 dollar i believe, or 50 cents. if you parked more than you have paid, you'll have to paid 20 dollars (not sure but im sure its so much more that having paid a few dollars in advance). so it's advisable to pay for 30 minutes longer than you intend to park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2934890792844660498?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t7AN2FlQI/AAAAAAAADxU/aHctWCpft3E/s72-c/IMG_5330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5724677734835600724</id><published>2010-05-25T14:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:18:15.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>uploaded photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are the links of the photos that i've mass uploaded. i'm still yet to upload aquim's photos and photos he has actually taken himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sophie's 2nd birthday party at jollibee, 17 jan 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/4"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475100817609323762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t3L28N9PI/AAAAAAAADu0/gZsd-2wMY7I/s400/IMG_4356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lolo jim's birthday eat out at claw daddy shang, 29 jan 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/56"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/56&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475100827372431090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t3MbT7JvI/AAAAAAAADu8/9mb7VBbjzXE/s400/IMG_4389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grandpa max's birthday inuman, 04 feb 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/76"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/76&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102816140358130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t5AMDJcfI/AAAAAAAADv8/J_9Sg670b04/s400/IMG_4447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lola irene's 77th, 04 april 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/105"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/105&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102024089002866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t4SFbY43I/AAAAAAAADvk/p95-hC0ME-I/s400/IMG_4871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anna and sherwin's shanaiah's baptism, 21 feb 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/89"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/celebrations/89&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475100846062497874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t3Ng7-8FI/AAAAAAAADvM/9FMIQxJOh4Q/s400/IMG_4578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good friday procession, 02 april 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/events/4"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/events/4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475100853735249250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t3N9hT1WI/AAAAAAAADvU/DrT51UU4omA/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amie's despedida, 18 april 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/jolenfriends/140"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/jolenfriends/140&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102020719601986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t4R44D6UI/AAAAAAAADvc/prZi0n1KymM/s400/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bowling night with usap's friends, 28 april 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/usap/88"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/usap/88&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102819323608450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t5AX6F_YI/AAAAAAAADwE/-4ben9M2QiU/s400/IMG_5067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last hurrah at usap, 30 april 2010 - &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/usap/100"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/usap/100&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475102037972639858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t4S5JgYHI/AAAAAAAADv0/GUwPRZEMdmk/s400/IMG_5098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5724677734835600724?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5724677734835600724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5724677734835600724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5724677734835600724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5724677734835600724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/05/uploaded-photos.html' title='uploaded photos'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_t3L28N9PI/AAAAAAAADu0/gZsd-2wMY7I/s72-c/IMG_4356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8509386141563061527</id><published>2010-05-22T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T22:35:41.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>photo backlogs</title><content type='html'>i have the time now so i'll be uploading photos that should be uploaded months ago. i'm still on the month of january. after this, i'll be posting aquim's pics and pics that he has taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be shocked if you'll be seeing january birthdays heheheh ... it's not time warp, i'm just catching up.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: this is hard. looking at these photos makes want to come back to the cainta. looking at all these places... familiar faces staring at me .. wahhhh.... homesick galore...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8509386141563061527?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8509386141563061527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8509386141563061527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8509386141563061527'/><link 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_YbGMRfkEI/AAAAAAAADus/EUsp78Ni_4Q/s1600/IMG_5298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473592190303178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_YbGMRfkEI/AAAAAAAADus/EUsp78Ni_4Q/s400/IMG_5298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, thank, God, we have safely made here at winnipeg. last may18, officially, we are permanent residents of canada. today, we have strongly sealed that title a little more. we have already accomplished getting our SIN (social insurance number), which is like your identity here; health cards/benefits for the 3 of us and a bank account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully, in the coming week(s), we'll have a job and/or our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are really thankful that jason's aunt and her family are really treating us very well. they are really generous, with their time, knowledge, skills and really hospitable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are living with them temporarily, with free food and lodging. jason's cousin even take a week of absence at work so thay they can really help us through with the first week. they drive us to the government offices that we need to go to. let aquim play with their kid's toy, even allowing aquim to bully him. they gave us tips and whatever help that we need to make us adjust here quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, right now, i'm still kind of lost and in denial that we are about to stay here for good. i'm still hoping that we can go back to the philippines the soonest time possible, say 2-3 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;permanent residency is okay with me. the government here really takes care of their residents and citizens, which is so unlikely to happen in our country. and really i am grateful that we were given the chance to experience that and a chance to shape our future differently have we stayed in the philippines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i can't help but feel guilty. i guess because i left my "first" family there. that i've stolen priceless moements that could have been shared together for the sake of having a better and stable future. that it seems i've given up hope on our nation. hayy... we'll see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to give this a try. and i really want to do my best. i will do my best here. this has better be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so help us God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can view our predeparture pics &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/offtocanada/4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and first day here in manitoba &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/offtocanada/40"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/895260955416745931-490052226350368907?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/490052226350368907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=490052226350368907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/490052226350368907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/490052226350368907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-wheres-home-now.html' title='so, where&apos;s home now?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S_YbGMRfkEI/AAAAAAAADus/EUsp78Ni_4Q/s72-c/IMG_5298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7709466057537446104</id><published>2010-05-07T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T01:02:27.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>zoe gabrielle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S-L0VqFWtEI/AAAAAAAADuM/Quh0ibVqHc8/s1600/IMG_5119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468201550492382274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S-L0VqFWtEI/AAAAAAAADuM/Quh0ibVqHc8/s400/IMG_5119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yey! i'm a brand new aunt! er... actually, this is a delayed post. i am now a 1 week old aunt :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zoe gabrielle &lt;/strong&gt;was born last week, april 29, 7.6 pounds, the normal way; to a mother who was born may 29th; with an aunt who was born september 29th (who has a husband who was born december 29th. oh yeah, mahilig kami sa 29! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;welcome, zoe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468201537334405154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S-L0U5EP6CI/AAAAAAAADuE/iYr8qJ12dT8/s400/IMG_5117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, of course, hindi papatalo si kuya aquim. when aquim first met zoe, he drew zoe. o diba, first portrait of zoe, &lt;a href="http://joaquimalonzo.blogspot.com/2010/05/portrait-of-zoe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/895260955416745931-7709466057537446104?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S-L0VqFWtEI/AAAAAAAADuM/Quh0ibVqHc8/s72-c/IMG_5119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3820137059884490601</id><published>2010-04-29T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:14:54.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><title type='text'>gusto kong matutong magdriveeeeeee ...</title><content type='html'>well, i've done 5 out of my 7-hour driving lessons, 2 hours of which is a 'matic car. the farthest i've been to is green meadows (from our house). o diba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done parallel parking, maneuver, U turn, left and right turns. shifted gear up to the 4th. car died on me atleat 5 times. hahaha. so far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to do the 'hanging'. and practice more on handling the steering wheel. i am having a hard time on that. i suspect, maybe, just maybe, because i am accustomed on viewing the road from inside a vanette. i am driving now a vios. e diba me nguso yun? valid ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some comments from my instructors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: gigil na gigil ka sa manibela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: para ka namang nagkakambyo ng truck kung mahila mo yang kambyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: pag di pa rin bumabagal ang sasakyan kahit inapakan mo na ang brake, ibig sabihin kulang ang apak mo, apakan mo pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: magmenor ka naman pag me humps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: tandaan mo ang clutch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher: wag mong pasingitin yan.&lt;br /&gt;moi: okay, di ko yan papasingitin (sabay sumingit na nga yun isang car)&lt;br /&gt;teacher: akala ko di mo papasingitin.&lt;br /&gt;moi: hehe sumingit pa rin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while trying to change lane&lt;br /&gt;teacher: tignan mo ang side mirror mo kung sasakyan diyan sa kaliwa. meron ba?&lt;br /&gt;moi: wala. and then turned the steering wheel to the left.&lt;br /&gt;teacher: (sabay kabig pakanan) muntik mo ng mabangga yung motor.&lt;br /&gt;moi: wala siya kanina dun eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime there's some driver/car messing my road:&lt;br /&gt;moi: kuyaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;teacher: imbes na makuya ka diyan, apakan mo ang break, or mag menor ka or dumiskarte ka. chaka mas matanda ka pa sa akin, kuya ka ng kuya diyan.&lt;br /&gt;moi: what i mean is, kuya ka pagdating sa experience sa pagdadrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, those two instructors i got are all good and courteous. those statements were delivered in a nice manner, sometimes with 'madam' or 'ma'am'.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3820137059884490601?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3916724057912239208</id><published>2010-04-29T15:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:44:13.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>how hot?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okay, just to emphasize and to have a point of comparison (though i know we can not really fully comprehend how hot the sun is, i sometimes wish i am superman so that i can see the sun closely and feel its heat without really killing me, but rather, nourish me wholly, just like superman nga.. er.. where was i?) -- how hot 50,000 degrees celsius is -- just an emission from the sun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typical temperatures of fires and flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oxyhydrogen flame: 2000 °C or above (3645 °F)&lt;br /&gt;bunsen burner flame: 1,300 to 1,600 °C (2,372 to 2,912 °F) (flame from the burner being used during our lab class?)&lt;br /&gt;blowtorch flame: 1,300 °C (2,370 °F)&lt;br /&gt;candle flame: 1,000 °C (1,830 °F)&lt;br /&gt;smoldering cigarette:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature without drawing: side of the lit portion; 400 °C (752 °F); middle of the lit portion: 585 °C (1,085 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Temperature during drawing: middle of the lit portion: 700 °C (1,292 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Always hotter in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The temperature of flames with carbon particles emitting light can be assessed by their color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just visible: 525 °C (977 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Dull: 700 °C (1,292 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Cherry, dull: 800 °C (1,470 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Cherry, full: 900 °C (1,650 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Cherry, clear: 1,000 °C (1,830 °F)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Deep: 1,100 °C (2,010 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Clear: 1,200 °C (2,190 °F) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whitish: 1,300 °C (2,370 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Bright: 1,400 °C (2,550 °F)&lt;br /&gt;Dazzling: 1,500 °C (2,730 °F)&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3916724057912239208?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3916724057912239208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3916724057912239208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3916724057912239208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3916724057912239208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-hot.html' title='how hot?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5465225455076531927</id><published>2010-04-28T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:32:01.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>so damn hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;All from &lt;a href="http://sdo.gsfc.nasa.gov/"&gt;http://sdo.gsfc.nasa.gov/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SDO - Solar Dynamics Observator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mission:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Solar Dynamics Observatory is the first mission to be launched for NASA's Living With a Star (LWS) Program, a program designed to understand the causes of solar variability and its impacts on Earth. SDO is designed to help us understand the Sun's influence on Earth and Near-Earth space by studying the solar atmosphere on small scales of space and time and in many wavelengths simultaneously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Science:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SDO will study how solar activity is created and how Space Weather comes from that activity. Measurements of the interior of the Sun, the Sun's magnetic field, the hot plasma of the solar corona, and the irradiance that creates the ionospheres of the planets are our primary data products.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The picutures below are AIA data from March 30, 2010, showing a wavelength band that is centered around 304 Å. This extreme ultraviolet emission line is from singly ionized Helium, or He II, and corresponds to a temperature of approx. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;50,000 degrees Celsius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465115622937748162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9tCGkYsI/AAAAAAAADss/80mrB45YCMw/s400/sun0.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465115639296882274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9t_C49mI/AAAAAAAADs0/SykTsCI5BFQ/s400/sun01.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465115645903949778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9uXqIz9I/AAAAAAAADs8/26DX7yMGa9M/s400/sun1.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465115662162136018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9vUOZC9I/AAAAAAAADtM/iLX7qx7Kf5s/s400/sun2.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465116346069819346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-XH-sH9I/AAAAAAAADtk/BnhilE6cD5M/s400/sun6.png" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-YBCZOrI/AAAAAAAADt0/TpeEqHHRqYs/s1600/sun7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465116361386179250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-YBCZOrI/AAAAAAAADt0/TpeEqHHRqYs/s400/sun7.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465116333063673074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-WXhyFPI/AAAAAAAADtU/vwRTA1hIuBs/s400/sun3.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465116336093222178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-Wi0FVSI/AAAAAAAADtc/fC-imRRM1FM/s400/sun4.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465115649135048066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9ujsfdYI/AAAAAAAADtE/uLP1YNfFK3M/s400/sun.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465116355433208866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f-Xq3GHCI/AAAAAAAADts/_PLy-n1_3Dw/s400/sun5.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5465225455076531927?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5465225455076531927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5465225455076531927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5465225455076531927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5465225455076531927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-from-httpsdo.html' title='so damn hot!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9f9tCGkYsI/AAAAAAAADss/80mrB45YCMw/s72-c/sun0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4542924724169615210</id><published>2010-04-23T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:40:38.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>pink shirt day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F2YVYXSPI/AAAAAAAADsk/BoPpUgoxgEg/s1600/pinkshirtday.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463277983405394162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F2YVYXSPI/AAAAAAAADsk/BoPpUgoxgEg/s400/pinkshirtday.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkshirtday.ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.pinkshirtday.ca/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this may be a little bit late, nonetheless, i'd still like to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pink Shirt Day started in a Nova Scotia high school, where a 9th grade boy was being bullied over wearing a pink polo shirt to school. A couple of grade 12 boys decided to take a stand against the bullying and wear pink in sympathy for the boy who had been so mercilessly prodded at. They went to a local discount store and bought 50 pink shirts, and distributed them amongst the other boys in their high school. They stood up for their fellow classmate and against the bullies, and made a real difference in someone's life. ~~ &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nimil/4516218810/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/nimil/4516218810/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;David Shepherd, Travis Price and their teenage friends organized a high-school protest to wear pink in sympathy with a Grade 9 boy who was being bullied…[They] took a stand against bullying when they protested against the harassment of a new Grade 9 student by distributing pink T-shirts to all the boys in their school. ~~ &lt;a href="http://www.pinkshirtday.ca/"&gt;http://www.pinkshirtday.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4542924724169615210?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4542924724169615210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4542924724169615210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4542924724169615210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4542924724169615210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/pink-shirt-day.html' title='pink shirt day'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F2YVYXSPI/AAAAAAAADsk/BoPpUgoxgEg/s72-c/pinkshirtday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-6272635263789395124</id><published>2010-04-23T17:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:32:17.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: in cyberworld</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F0CSHoIJI/AAAAAAAADsc/KG6S6li3qok/s1600/456786390_0a10131462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463275405549510802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F0CSHoIJI/AAAAAAAADsc/KG6S6li3qok/s400/456786390_0a10131462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7691940@N06/456786390/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/7691940@N06/456786390/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cyber-bullying &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyber-bullying is the use of information and communication &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;technologies&lt;/span&gt; to support &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deliberate&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;repeated&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hostile behaviour&lt;/span&gt; by an individual or group, that is intended to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;harm&lt;/span&gt; others; that is when the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cell phones&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;other devices&lt;/span&gt; are used to send or post text or images intended to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyber-bullying can be as simple as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;continuing to send e-mail&lt;/span&gt; to someone who has said they want no further contact with the sender, but it may also include &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;threats&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sexual remarks&lt;/span&gt;, pejorative labels (i.e., &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hate speech&lt;/span&gt;), ganging up on victims by making them the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;subject of ridicule&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forums&lt;/span&gt;, and posting &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;false statements&lt;/span&gt; as fact aimed at humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike physical bullying, electronic bullies can remain &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;virtually anonymous&lt;/span&gt; using &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;temporary &lt;/span&gt;email accounts, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pseudonyms&lt;/span&gt; in chat rooms, instant messaging programs, cell-phone text messaging, and other Internet venues to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mask their identity&lt;/span&gt;; this perhaps frees them from &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;normative&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;social &lt;/span&gt;constraints on their &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;behavior&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, cyber-bullies might be emboldened when using electronic means to carry out their &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;antagonistic&lt;/span&gt; agenda because it takes less energy and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt; to express &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hurtful&lt;/span&gt; comments using a keypad or a keyboard than with one’s voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyberstalkers use &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;posts&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forums&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;journals&lt;/span&gt; and other &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;online&lt;/span&gt; means to present a victim in a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;false &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unflattering&lt;/span&gt; light. The question of liability for harassment and character assassination is particularly salient to legislative protection since the original authors of the offending material are, more often than not, not only &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;untraceable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useful link: &lt;a href="http://www.stopcyberbullying.org/"&gt;http://www.stopcyberbullying.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-6272635263789395124?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6272635263789395124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=6272635263789395124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6272635263789395124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6272635263789395124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-in-cyberworld.html' title='bullying: in cyberworld'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9F0CSHoIJI/AAAAAAAADsc/KG6S6li3qok/s72-c/456786390_0a10131462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5597636545610594148</id><published>2010-04-23T17:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:32:35.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: at workplace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyjDFOICI/AAAAAAAADsM/6IIsAxf56Cw/s1600/4476645306_62ba23cfb0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463273769425313826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyjDFOICI/AAAAAAAADsM/6IIsAxf56Cw/s400/4476645306_62ba23cfb0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nimil/4476645306/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/nimil/44&lt;img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;76645306/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Workplace bullying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the tendency of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;individuals&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;groups&lt;/span&gt; to use &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;persistent&lt;/span&gt; aggressive or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unreasonable&lt;/span&gt; behaviour against a co-worker or subordinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workplace bullying can include such tactics as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;verbal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nonverbal&lt;/span&gt;, psychological, physical abuse and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;humiliation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workplace bullies often operate within the established rules and policies of their organization and their society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forms of Workplace Bullying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;Serial bullying&lt;/u&gt; — the source of all dysfunction can be traced to one individual, who &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;picks&lt;/span&gt; on one employee after another and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;destroys&lt;/span&gt; them, then moves on. Probably the most common type of bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;Secondary bullying&lt;/u&gt; — the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt; of having to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deal&lt;/span&gt; with a serial bully causes the general behaviour to decline and sink to the lowest level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;Pair bullying &lt;/u&gt;— this takes place with two people, one &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;active&lt;/span&gt; and verbal, the other often &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; and listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Gang bullying or group bullying&lt;/u&gt; — is a serial bully &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;with colleagues&lt;/span&gt;. Gangs can occur anywhere, but flourish in corporate bullying climates. It is often called &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mobbing&lt;/span&gt; and usually involves scapegoating and victimisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;u&gt;Vicarious bullying &lt;/u&gt;— two parties are encouraged to fight. This is the typical "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Triangulation&lt;/span&gt;" where the aggression gets &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt; around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;Regulation bullying &lt;/u&gt;— where a serial bully &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;forces&lt;/span&gt; their target to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;comply&lt;/span&gt; with rules, regulations, procedures or laws &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;regardless&lt;/span&gt; of their &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;appropriateness&lt;/span&gt;, applicability or necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;u&gt;Residual bullying &lt;/u&gt;— after the serial bully has left or been fired, the&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; behavior continues&lt;/span&gt;. It can go on &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;for years&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;u&gt;Legal bullying &lt;/u&gt;— the bringing of a vexatious &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;legal action&lt;/span&gt; to control and punish a person. It is one of the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nastiest&lt;/span&gt; forms of bullying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;u&gt;Pressure bullying or unwitting bullying &lt;/u&gt;— having to work to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unrealistic&lt;/span&gt; time scales and/or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;inadequate&lt;/span&gt; resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;u&gt;Corporate bullying &lt;/u&gt;— where an employer &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;abuses an employee&lt;/span&gt; with impunity, knowing the law is weak and the job market is soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;u&gt;Organizational bullying &lt;/u&gt;— a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;combination&lt;/span&gt; of pressure bullying and corporate bullying. Occurs when an &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;organization struggles&lt;/span&gt; to adapt to changing &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;markets&lt;/span&gt;, reduced &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;income&lt;/span&gt;, cuts in &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;budgets&lt;/span&gt;, imposed expectations and other extreme pressures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;u&gt;Institutional bullying &lt;/u&gt;— entrenched and is accepted as part of the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;culture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;u&gt;Client bullying &lt;/u&gt;— an employee is bullied by those they serve, for instance subway &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;attendants&lt;/span&gt; or public &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;servants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Examples of workplace bullying tactics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Making someone and/or other people feel &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unwelcome&lt;/span&gt; and not letting them join in e.g. being in a clique and cliquey behaviors and being &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;snobby&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;elitist&lt;/span&gt;. Another hurtful form of unwelcomeness is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vilification&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Unkind&lt;/span&gt; remarks about someone's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;body&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;shape&lt;/span&gt;, weight, clothes and their personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Invasion of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;privacy&lt;/span&gt; e.g. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tampering&lt;/span&gt; with someone's personal effects, asking someone intrusive &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;personal questions&lt;/span&gt;, e.g. about their love-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Being &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;refused&lt;/span&gt; annual leave, sick leave and especially compassionate/bereavement leave &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; a genuine and a fair reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Being subjected and called to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;disciplinary&lt;/span&gt; hearings/meetings &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; absolute &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;proof&lt;/span&gt; and when they are suddenly out of the blue and especially WITHOUT moral support e.g. a Union rep/parent/friend/trusted colleague/other trusted person with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Discrimination and/or unfair treatment to someone because of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;disability&lt;/span&gt;/medical condition/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;age&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;race&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ethnicity&lt;/span&gt;/how they live and sensitive issues about someone e.g. HIV positive and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sexual&lt;/span&gt; orientation e.g. gay/lesbian etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Spreading &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stories&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lies&lt;/span&gt; about someone and/or his/her friends/family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Deliberately withholding/giving out &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;false&lt;/span&gt; information to make a competent worker look &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unprofessional&lt;/span&gt; and in order to make him/her fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Playing practical &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jokes&lt;/span&gt; on someone/telling jokes to someone which they do not like and if it makes them uncomfortable and when they and others are NOT laughing and they DO NOT find it funny (especially those based on sex, body and race).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sexual &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;harassment&lt;/span&gt; of any kind e.g. persistently asking out for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dates&lt;/span&gt;/romances, touching/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at someone's body, forcing/coercing to have sex,(especially private areas), displaying explicit/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pornographic&lt;/span&gt; pictures, cartoons, DVDs, videos, saying &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sexual comments&lt;/span&gt; and any &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unwanted touches&lt;/span&gt; (that the person isn't comfortable with) e.g. brushing against, hugging, kissing, patting, catcalls, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wolf-whistling&lt;/span&gt; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Beware of&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; terms of endearment&lt;/span&gt; as not everyone likes them e.g. even terms like Dear, sweetheart, chick, babe, honey, hun, baby, babycakes, lovey, etc. CAN be offensive/uncomfortable to some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Harassment/&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stalking&lt;/span&gt; e.g. following the person around, always hanging around outside his/her home and/or workplace, favourite haunts like their local pub, shops etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Persistently &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;emailing&lt;/span&gt;, phoning up, text messaging, writing typed/handwritten letters, Instant messaging, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Facebooking&lt;/span&gt;, and looking at someone's personal and confidential information/giving out personal and confidential information without consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useful link: &lt;a href="http://www.workplacebullying.org/"&gt;http://www.workplacebullying.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5597636545610594148?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5597636545610594148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5597636545610594148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5597636545610594148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5597636545610594148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-at-workplace.html' title='bullying: at workplace'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyjDFOICI/AAAAAAAADsM/6IIsAxf56Cw/s72-c/4476645306_62ba23cfb0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-9221234569756208946</id><published>2010-04-23T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:32:57.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyTcN0eXI/AAAAAAAADsE/PIhSUHeJuq4/s1600/bully+by+%2Bantty%2B.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463273501294360946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyTcN0eXI/AAAAAAAADsE/PIhSUHeJuq4/s400/bully+by+%2Bantty%2B.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anttyblog/4038267899/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/anttyblog/4038267899/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;School bullying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying in school sometimes consists of a group of students &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;taking advantage&lt;/span&gt; of or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;isolating&lt;/span&gt; one student in particular and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gaining the loyalty&lt;/span&gt; of bystanders who want to avoid becoming the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;next victim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bullies &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;taunt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tease&lt;/span&gt; their target before &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;physically&lt;/span&gt; bullying the target. Targets of bullying in school are often pupils who are considered &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; by their peers to begin with, making the situation &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; for them to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying in school and the workplace is also referred to as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;peer abuse&lt;/span&gt;.It is even a common push factor in migration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useful links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.projectrockit.com.au/"&gt;http://www.projectrockit.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stopbullyingnow.hrsa.gov/"&gt;http://www.stopbullyingnow.hrsa.gov/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teachersandfamilies.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.teachersandfamilies.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theritejourney.com.au/"&gt;http://www.theritejourney.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-9221234569756208946?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9221234569756208946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=9221234569756208946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9221234569756208946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9221234569756208946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-in-school.html' title='bullying: in school'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyTcN0eXI/AAAAAAAADsE/PIhSUHeJuq4/s72-c/bully+by+%2Bantty%2B.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8209509746153432497</id><published>2010-04-23T17:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:33:18.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: categories and types</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FzqMA3A6I/AAAAAAAADsU/0vw6iHvW3NE/s1600/4239673154_fff0bec8d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463274991593653154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FzqMA3A6I/AAAAAAAADsU/0vw6iHvW3NE/s400/4239673154_fff0bec8d5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jaceyf/4239673154/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jaceyf/4239673154/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;two categories&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Direct bullying, and indirect bullying which is also known as social aggression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Direct bullying &lt;/strong&gt;involves a great deal of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;physical aggression&lt;/span&gt; such as shoving and poking, throwing things, slapping, choking, punching and kicking, beating, stabbing, pulling hair, scratching, biting, scraping and pinching. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Social aggression or &lt;strong&gt;indirect bullying &lt;/strong&gt;is characterized by threatening the victim into &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;social isolation&lt;/span&gt;. This isolation is achieved through a wide variety of techniques, including spreading &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gossip&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;refusing to socialize&lt;/span&gt; with the victim, bullying other people who wish to socialize with the victim, and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;criticizing &lt;/span&gt;the victim's manner of dress and other socially-significant markers (including the victim's race, religion, disability, etc). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other forms of indirect bullying which are more subtle and more likely to be verbal, such as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;name calling&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;silent treatment&lt;/span&gt;, arguing others into submission, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;manipulation&lt;/span&gt;, gossip/false gossip, lies, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;rumors&lt;/span&gt;/false rumors, staring, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;giggling&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; at the victim, saying certain words that trigger a reaction from a past event, and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mocking&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;types of bullying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. School bullying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Workplace bullying &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Cyber bullying &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Political bullying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Military bullying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Hazing &lt;/p&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8209509746153432497?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8209509746153432497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8209509746153432497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8209509746153432497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8209509746153432497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-categories-and-types.html' title='bullying: categories and types'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FzqMA3A6I/AAAAAAAADsU/0vw6iHvW3NE/s72-c/4239673154_fff0bec8d5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8744147813809525559</id><published>2010-04-23T17:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:33:35.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: all about the bullies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyAo0zvfI/AAAAAAAADr8/amGUtDI264w/s1600/bully+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463273178261601778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyAo0zvfI/AAAAAAAADr8/amGUtDI264w/s400/bully+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/justinaerni/2802857314/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/justinaerni/2802857314/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;all about bullies &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bullies may behave this way to be perceived as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; or to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;get attention&lt;/span&gt;. They may bully out of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jealousy&lt;/span&gt; or be acting out because they themselves are &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bullied&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research indicates that adults who bully have personalities that are &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;authoritatian&lt;/span&gt;, combined with a strong need to control or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;dominate&lt;/span&gt;. It has also been suggested that a prejudicial view of subordinates can be particular a risk factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=895260955416745931#cite_note-ashforth-17"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further studies have shown that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;resentment&lt;/span&gt; may be motives for bullying. While some bullies are arrogant and narcissistic, others can use bullying as a tool to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;conceal shame&lt;/span&gt; or anxiety or to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;boost self esteem&lt;/span&gt;: by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;demeaning others&lt;/span&gt;, the abuser him/herself feels empowered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers have identified other risk factors such as &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;depression&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;personality disorders&lt;/span&gt;, as well as quickness to anger and use of force, addiction to aggressive behaviors,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; mistaking other's actions&lt;/span&gt; as hostile, concern with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;preserving self image&lt;/span&gt; and engaging in obsessive or rigid actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullies are &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deeply prejudiced &lt;/span&gt;but at the same time &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sufficiently devious&lt;/span&gt; to not reveal their prejudices to the extent that they contravene laws on harassment and discrimination. It is often suggested that bullying behavior has its origin in childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullies react &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aggressively &lt;/span&gt;in response to &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;provocation&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;perceived&lt;/span&gt; insults or slights. It is unclear whether their acts of bullying give them &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt; or are just the most effective way they have learned to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;get what they want&lt;/span&gt; from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to manipulators, however, psychopathic bullies do not feel remorse, guilt, or empathy. They &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lack insight&lt;/span&gt; into their own behaviour, and seem &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;unwilling or unable&lt;/span&gt; to moderate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullies have &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;deep seated &lt;/span&gt;psychological problems, including feelings of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;inferiority&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;inadequacy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;difficulty in relating&lt;/span&gt; to others. Some may simply have learned at an early stage that their size, strength, or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;verbal talent &lt;/span&gt;was the only &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;effective tool&lt;/span&gt; they had for social behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the psychopathic bully is what he is: a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;callous&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vindictive&lt;/span&gt;, controlling individual with little or &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no empathy&lt;/span&gt; or concern for the rights and feelings of the victim, no matter what the context.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8744147813809525559?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8744147813809525559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8744147813809525559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8744147813809525559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8744147813809525559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-all-about-bullies.html' title='bullying: all about the bullies'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FyAo0zvfI/AAAAAAAADr8/amGUtDI264w/s72-c/bully+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2343346283872718846</id><published>2010-04-23T16:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T18:33:59.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><title type='text'>bullying: definition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9Fu8M2AtbI/AAAAAAAADr0/ahIkfyRuouU/s1600/bully.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463269803496093106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9Fu8M2AtbI/AAAAAAAADr0/ahIkfyRuouU/s400/bully.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnnygoodtimes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.johnnygoodtimes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something that i would not want aquim to experience. especially now that we are going to start another chapter of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all from &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;define bullying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying is a form of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;abuse&lt;/span&gt;. It comprises repeated acts over time that involves a real or perceived imbalance of power with the more powerful individual or group abusing those who are less powerful. The power imbalance may be social power and/or physical power. The victim of bullying is sometimes referred to as a target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying is an act of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;repeated aggressive behavior&lt;/span&gt; in order to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;intentionally hurt&lt;/span&gt; another person, physically or mentally. Bullying is characterized by an individual behaving in a certain way to gain power over another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying consists of three basic types of abuse - emotional, verbal and physical. It typically involves subtle methods of coercion such as psychological manipulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychological manipulation is a type of &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;social influence&lt;/span&gt; that aims to change the perception or behavior of others through underhanded, deceptive, or even abusive tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullying behavior may include name calling, verbal or written abuse, exclusion from activities, exclusion from social situations, physical abuse, or coercion.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2343346283872718846?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2343346283872718846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2343346283872718846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2343346283872718846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2343346283872718846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/bullying-definition.html' title='bullying: definition'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9Fu8M2AtbI/AAAAAAAADr0/ahIkfyRuouU/s72-c/bully.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5133527926017614229</id><published>2010-04-23T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:40:47.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>eenie meenie minimo..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FcLf1zZDI/AAAAAAAADrs/MEpW3t3T_YE/s1600/juanitawallpaper2S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463249175572603954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FcLf1zZDI/AAAAAAAADrs/MEpW3t3T_YE/s400/juanitawallpaper2S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.davidandgoliathtees.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;childish - immature or foolish or silly (from ms word thesaurus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unreasonable - difficult to deal with, irrational, out of proportion (from ms word thesaurus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rude - impolite, offensive, bad-mannered (from ms word thesaurus) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rudeness (also called impudence or effrontery or unethical) is the disrespect and failure to behave within the context of a society or a group of people's social laws or etiquette. these laws have already unspokenly been established as the essential boundaries of normally accepted behavior. to be unable or unwilling to align one's behavior with these laws known to the general population of what is socially acceptable is to be rude. one example of which is: bullying (from wikipedia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;bullying is a form of abuse. it comprises repeated acts over time that involves a real or perceived imbalance of power with the more powerful individual or group abusing those who are less powerful. the power imbalance may be social power and/or physical power. the victim of bullying is sometimes referred to as a target (from wikipedia). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there something wrong ... ?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hey, statement tees from david and goliath are cool. i've a couple of those, from the earlier batch, hinde na yata kasiya wahahahah. check out their website or visit local stores here, in greenbelth and rustans.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5133527926017614229?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5133527926017614229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5133527926017614229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5133527926017614229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5133527926017614229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/eenie-meenie-minimo.html' title='eenie meenie minimo..?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S9FcLf1zZDI/AAAAAAAADrs/MEpW3t3T_YE/s72-c/juanitawallpaper2S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3341837035266681241</id><published>2010-04-14T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:37:01.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>repost: inconvenient truth in manila</title><content type='html'>posted about this &lt;a href="http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/inconvenient-truth-in-manila.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, change date na pala, now it's on june 08, according to &lt;a href="http://www.smprime.com/smprime/index.php?p=588&amp;amp;type=2&amp;amp;sec=50&amp;amp;aid=5902"&gt;sm prime &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459955326540554834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WocP_zolI/AAAAAAAADrk/h6OpvaIdVHs/s400/algore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"SM Prime Holdings, the Philippines' largest mall developer and operator,&lt;br /&gt;announced that the third staging of the leadership Conference Series featuring&lt;br /&gt;former United States Vice President Al Gore will now be held on June 8, 2010, to&lt;br /&gt;serve as a fitting culmination to the company's activities in celebration of&lt;br /&gt;World Environment Day."&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3341837035266681241?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3341837035266681241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3341837035266681241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3341837035266681241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3341837035266681241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/repost-inconvenient-truth-in-manila.html' title='repost: inconvenient truth in manila'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WocP_zolI/AAAAAAAADrk/h6OpvaIdVHs/s72-c/algore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-965515952931727055</id><published>2010-04-14T18:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T19:30:37.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>try to be on these shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;these by far are the most outrageous shoes that i've ever seen. hehehe i can't imagine myself walking in them (i know i'd love to try it on heee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://shoesmitten.com/blog/"&gt;http://shoesmitten.com/blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459947462797497506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WhShRXFKI/AAAAAAAADrU/jFzDoVTcThc/s400/heelless1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459946590445416658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WgfvgasNI/AAAAAAAADqs/LyVXSODUr6I/s400/inverted-heel-pink3.jpg" /&gt;marc jacobs' heel less shoes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459947445229029266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WhRf0th5I/AAAAAAAADrM/a-WO2ZX9W4w/s400/no-heels.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; junko shimada's shoes &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459946582059585090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WgfQRFDkI/AAAAAAAADqk/KQzwqi2rtxg/s400/bright-wedge1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pure chocolat wedges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.shoeblog.com/"&gt;http://www.shoeblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459946596555923698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WggGRRoPI/AAAAAAAADq0/rFC0LDtBID0/s400/owens2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by rick owens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://kuwait-style.com/"&gt;http://kuwait-style.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459947428988129650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WhQjUlEXI/AAAAAAAADrE/Xf-pI2zBLgQ/s400/09-28-08-ANTONIO-BERARDI-BOOTS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;antonio berardi's boots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://vraiefillegarconmanque.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://vraiefillegarconmanque.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459946574783913250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8Wge1KbHSI/AAAAAAAADqc/MLhD0H05qBU/s400/alien-shoes-11.jpg" /&gt; alexander mc queen's shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://ifshoescouldkill.com/"&gt;http://ifshoescouldkill.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459946604697470466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WggkmXxgI/AAAAAAAADq8/vGJnljjNnVg/s400/redshoes.png" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459948221649016834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8Wh-sNqWAI/AAAAAAAADrc/rEKdW3qEqW0/s400/sculpture.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-965515952931727055?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/965515952931727055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=965515952931727055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/965515952931727055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/965515952931727055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-by-far-are-most-outrageous-shoes.html' title='try to be on these shoes'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S8WhShRXFKI/AAAAAAAADrU/jFzDoVTcThc/s72-c/heelless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3272052468361624468</id><published>2010-04-09T17:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:51:23.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>high end low-end fashion</title><content type='html'>original post can be found &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/beauty/sweatpants-that-cost-1-000-has-fashion-gone-completely-insane-1264398/#poll-1F8C93463DAC11DF806980519E992185"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, all photos are also from the original article (shine.yahoo.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so pwede na tayong magfeeling mayaman. kayang-kaya nating gayahin 'tong mga new IT bags ng LV hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Raindrop Besace" tote. The waterproof purse is shaped and crinkled just like a &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;trash bag&lt;/span&gt; and it can be yours for a mere &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;$1,960&lt;/span&gt; (or &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;php 88,200&lt;/span&gt; @ php45/usd1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774dyvI-VI/AAAAAAAADqU/SLavcnAKw9k/s1600/trashbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458072989139007826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774dyvI-VI/AAAAAAAADqU/SLavcnAKw9k/s400/trashbag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sweatpants&lt;/span&gt; are the season's &lt;em&gt;must-have&lt;/em&gt; fashion trend. Designed to be a bit shapelier than your basic gym-class styles, and dressed up in fancy fabrics like cashmere, the updated athletic wear is meant to be worn formally with elegant shoes, blazers, and blouses. This retail choice doesn't come cheap—the new sweatpants, from big names like Alexander Wang, Thakoon, and Bottega Veneta, start at around &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;$250&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;php 11,250&lt;/span&gt;) and run upwards of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;$1,000&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;php 45,000&lt;/span&gt;). The Kors' version (pictured, below) are being sold for&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; $995&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;php 44,775&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774X5yU6uI/AAAAAAAADqE/q_zaeQFB-JI/s1600/sweatpants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458072887952206562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774X5yU6uI/AAAAAAAADqE/q_zaeQFB-JI/s400/sweatpants.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider Balmain's spring army t-shirt, an &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;artfully-shredded&lt;/span&gt;, 100-percent-cotton top that is often paired with cargo pants (giving it a military-chic appearance?), comes in just one color, olive green, and costs...&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;$1,625&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;php 73,125&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774dZ2IPyI/AAAAAAAADqM/t2v7CBelebM/s1600/militaryshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458072982457433890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774dZ2IPyI/AAAAAAAADqM/t2v7CBelebM/s400/militaryshirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go, get the the pulubi look, the look of the season! :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3272052468361624468?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3272052468361624468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3272052468361624468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3272052468361624468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3272052468361624468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/04/high-end-low-end-fashion.html' title='high end low-end fashion'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S774dyvI-VI/AAAAAAAADqU/SLavcnAKw9k/s72-c/trashbag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5202694954337673548</id><published>2010-03-26T17:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:32:25.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>don’t burn bridges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S77XxxLxphI/AAAAAAAADp8/UZDLuAjC7CA/s1600/3624532210_a071f91ce1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S77XxxLxphI/AAAAAAAADp8/UZDLuAjC7CA/s400/3624532210_a071f91ce1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458037048435910162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.flilckr.com"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/7348185@N02/"&gt;su yang &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as possible, yes, we must not. this applies to all our associations, professionally and personally. sabi nga nila, it’s a small world after all (maliet lang ang siyobiz!), lalo na at may facebook na! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nga ako, i always make it a point to always end my association with my employers on a positive note. aside from the fact that it is unethical to badmouth, i believe nga kasi in karma. sabi ko nga we all have our issues and differences with our current and previous employers or managers. but for me, i always like to look at the brighter side of it and not dwell on the negativity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atchaka, careerwise, if i apply for another position in another company, most likely, if they ask for references, guess what, my previous bosses would be on top of their list, of course! imagine if i blew it off with my previous boss and/or employer, anong kalaseng reference background ang ibibigay nila sa aking prospective employer? nNot unless, i decided not to give credit to that company in my resume. or a reference would not be asked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di natin masasabi, baka in the future, maging boss ko pa rin sila. baka maging magcoworker kami uli.  baka maging client nila ako. baka maging client ko sila. alam mo na, just like in the teleserye. hehehe It’s a small world nga eh, that’s why i don’t want to burn bridges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so far, i have positive endings naman. aside from the usual haggling and requests for extension, some has even kept their doors open for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“&lt;em&gt;if your new job don't seem to be as rosy as you have expected it, you are always welcome to come back and work again here.&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“&lt;em&gt;if you have decided to work again, please give me a call, i still want you to be in my team.&lt;/em&gt;” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“y&lt;em&gt;our resignation is going to be a big loss in the company&lt;/em&gt;”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, hinde ko lang alam kung standard dialog na yan ng mga boss. Hehehe. pero nakakataba pa rin ng puso :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, resigned na uli ako.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5202694954337673548?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5202694954337673548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5202694954337673548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5202694954337673548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5202694954337673548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-burn-bridges.html' title='don’t burn bridges'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S77XxxLxphI/AAAAAAAADp8/UZDLuAjC7CA/s72-c/3624532210_a071f91ce1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5183325731154106776</id><published>2010-03-26T11:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:41:59.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>bosses, are you listening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;another article from &lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/news/"&gt;Yahoo!News&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things Your Boss Should Never Say to You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;"I pay your salary. You have to do what I say."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threats and power plays just do not cut it anymore (and they were always a terrible way to manage).  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ I believe I haven't said these exact words yet.  ~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;"I don't want to listen to your complaints. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be annoying, even painful, but that's why you get the big bucks. And even if a problem absolutely can't be helped, allowing your employees to vent can go a long way toward restoring morale and building loyalty. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ Ohhhhh.... Ouch! hehehe ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;"I was here on Saturday afternoon. Where were you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of "subtle" pressure to work 24/7 is a good way to burn out your employees. You may choose to work seven days a week. That's your call. But your employees shouldn't have to. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ No, i'm not guilty. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;"Isn't your performance review coming up soon?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're trying to motivate an employee to do a better job. Either way, a statement like this is not only tacky and passive-aggressive, it's ineffective. If you really want to motivate people, consider giving them a stake in the success of your enterprise. Show employees you value them. Let them know what they have to gain by doing a good job. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ Not me! Okay, I was tempted, once! ~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;"We've always done it this way." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your employees may actually have a pretty good idea of how to do their jobs. Maybe they know even more than you. Your job as boss is to encourage them to have the energy and motivation to be innovative. In fact, employees who come up with better ways to do things should be celebrated and rewarded. (Hint: Cash is nice.) &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ Yeah, somehow. ~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;"We need to cut costs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing breeds resentment more than asking employees to tighten their belts while you, to their eyes, are living it up. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~  Guilty, attendance and punctuality. ~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. &lt;em&gt;"You should work better."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managers need to communicate expectations clearly. Don't assume. Managers need to to give employees the tools they need to do a good job, to set reasonable deadlines, and to offer help if needed.  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ I'm not sure. ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In summary, leaders lead by inspiring, teaching, encouraging, and, yes, serving their employees. Good leaders never need to threaten. So keep your word, set a good example, praise in public, criticize in private, respect your employees' capabilities, give credit where credit is due, learn to delegate, and when you ask for feedback don't forget to respond to it. Being sensitive to other people's feelings is good karma. Leading by example is the best way to lead. The bottom line is that in the workplace, respect, a little tact, and a good attitude go both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;~~ Ouch sa attendance lang naman. And tact. Or meron pang iba? ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karen Burns is the author of the illustrated career advice book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.amazon.com/Amazing-Adventures-Working-Girl-Real-Life/dp/0762433485"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Working Girl: Real-Life Career Advice You Can Actually Use&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;, recently released by Running Press. She blogs at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.karenburnsworkinggirl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.blogger.com/www.karenburnsworkinggirl.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/895260955416745931-5183325731154106776?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5183325731154106776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5183325731154106776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5183325731154106776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5183325731154106776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/bosses-are-you-listening.html' title='bosses, are you listening?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3823438057523604981</id><published>2010-03-23T14:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:08:12.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>serenity prayer</title><content type='html'>by reinhold niebuhr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Reinhold Niebuhr" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reinhold_Niebuhr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God grant me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;serenity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to accept the things i cannot change,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to change the things i can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to know the difference.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen to that.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3823438057523604981?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3823438057523604981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3823438057523604981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3823438057523604981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3823438057523604981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/serenity-prayer.html' title='serenity prayer'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8423676893668398483</id><published>2010-03-20T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:53:13.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kutsero'/><title type='text'>to be in love</title><content type='html'>Kakahatid lang ng pinsan kong lalaki sa girlfriend nya sa house nila. As usual, sila pa rin ang magkatext habang papauwi na yung pinsan ko. So ang pinsan ko kiti-kitext habang nasa jeep. Nung malapit na siyang bumaba at papara na siya, eto ang sigaw nya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'MA, I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahah! Tawanan daw yung mga pasahero pati yung driver! Wahahaha! Funny talaga.... Obviously, yung ang itinetext nya sa girlfriend nya, nagkahalo lang at nasabi nya sa driver. Wihihihihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own share of bloopers while riding public transport. Nung kasagsagan ng Tabing Ilog na youth teleserye sa Channel 2 nun, nagpara din ako sa FX driver ng, "MAMA SA TABING ILOG LANG PO.", imbes na "mama sa BAGONG ILOG po.". Or one time, imbes na ang sabihin ko PARA!, ang nasasabi ko, MAMA, BABAY! Hehehe o diba feeling close.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8423676893668398483?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8423676893668398483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8423676893668398483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8423676893668398483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8423676893668398483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-be-in-love.html' title='to be in love'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5225949593169339790</id><published>2010-03-19T11:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:38:39.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>tricycle-stroller</title><content type='html'>While surfing the net, came across this new tricycle-stroller combo! Cool... if only we have less of pollution here in Manila. Here are some of the contents from their website &lt;a href="http://www.taga.nl/"&gt;http://www.taga.nl/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TAGA is a multifunctional urban vehicle, uniquely deisgned to suit the needs of today's parents and children. Taga combines the benefits of a premium stroller and a carrier bicycle to create a new transportation modality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450241913558592274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmJM2a6xI/AAAAAAAADps/AT9deqMkEnc/s400/taga5.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Safe, reliable and fun, TAGA lets parents and kids move about the city easily,transforming a typical daily journey into exciting adventure. When reaching a desired destination, whether a shop, cafe, indoor playground or a friend's house, TAGA is converted within seconds into a stroller, allowing parent and child to conveniently enter the premises, ride and elavator or ascend steps.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450241883353425922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmHcU8qAI/AAAAAAAADpc/V6om3ftKz6Y/s400/taga3.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TAGA has already won a few awards including Eurobike 2008 Award last September 4, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450241894201474306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmIEvUvQI/AAAAAAAADpk/Bn5pacvewKw/s400/taga4.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some of the benefits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Continuity:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Nonstop motion, indoors and out,throughout the entire day. Always together with your child, always with TAGA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maneuverability:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Keeps moving, even in the mostdifficult and crowded city spots.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Convenience:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Easy operation. Changes modes- from tricycle to stroller-within seconds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Modularity:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;TAGA can be fitted with various accessories. Mix and match to attach what is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fitness:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;The healthy way to travel, tone up and getback into shape after birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ecology:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Completely carbon emission free, TAGA is a smart city substitute for a car. Lets parents reach great distances throughout the city whilecaring for the environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cost Effective:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;All-in-one solution. Saves ongasoline, parking and congestion fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life Cycle:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Reliable and long lasting. Good for newborns as well as toddlers, accommodating one or two children. Can also beused as a bike for teenagers or as a shopping bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Specifications: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450247630746846770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MrV_CUhjI/AAAAAAAADp0/1hRU_Iy_7bk/s400/taga6.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TAGA is certified with the a few safety standards including: EN1888 -&lt;br /&gt;European stroller standard and EN14764 - European city bicycle standard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450241873841493522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmG45IFhI/AAAAAAAADpU/Y9V8ct_X8JQ/s400/taga2.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TAGA will be launched in the USA and Canada in mid April 2010. TAGA will be sold via TAGA website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagabikes.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.tagabikes.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and through selected retails (list will be published soon). The retail price is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;USD 1495&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It can be ordered now, for more details pelase contact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@tagabikes.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;info@tagabikes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For Southeast Asia (Singapore/ Malaysia/ Indonesia/ Philippines/ Brunei/ Thailand/ Vietnam): B.I.D. Trading Pte Ltd. +65 68441188; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@bidholdings.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;info@bidholdings.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450241860049925010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmGFg9c5I/AAAAAAAADpM/rTGAX2UKSOk/s400/taga1.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5225949593169339790?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5225949593169339790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5225949593169339790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5225949593169339790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5225949593169339790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/tricycle-stroller.html' title='tricycle-stroller'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S6MmJM2a6xI/AAAAAAAADps/AT9deqMkEnc/s72-c/taga5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7098543358027296787</id><published>2010-03-15T17:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:39:39.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>secret to having happy employees?</title><content type='html'>sure i've posted an &lt;a href="http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-employees.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; similar to this... and in summary, that was just to treat them well. here's another advise on having happy employees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRE THE UNHAPPY ONES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, sana dati ko pa to nabasa! heeee oh well, ako, one thing i learned is if i'm really not that happy in a company, i better resign. kasi there's no use working or not working diba? kaya lang some does not have the balls to resign and find another job. instead they'll whine. and bore the rest of the teams with all their problems and issues about the company and the management. sus. if you can't stand the heat, leave. ganon lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the rest of the article..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://finance.yahoo.com/career-work/article/109063/the-secret-to-having-happy-employees?mod=career-leadership"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Secret to Having Happy Employees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;by Jay GoltzThursday, March 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;provided by the new york times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;About 10 years ago I was having my annual holiday party, and my niece had come with her newly minted M.B.A. boyfriend. As he looked around the room, he noted that my employees seemed happy. I told him that I thought they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, figuring I would take his new degree for a test drive, I asked him how he thought I did that. "I'm sure you treat them well," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"That's half of it," I said. "Do you know what the other half is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He didn't have the answer, and neither have the many other people that I have told this story. So what is the answer? I fired the unhappy people. People usually laugh at this point. I wish I were kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm not. I have learned the long, hard and frustrating way that as a manager you cannot make everyone happy. You can try, you can listen, you can solve some problems, you can try some more. Good management requires training, counseling and patience, but there comes a point when you are robbing the business of precious time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. This doesn't happen a lot. There's no joy in the act of firing someone. And it's not always the employee's fault — there are many bad bosses out there. Bad management can make a good employee dysfunctional. On the other hand, good management will not always make a dysfunctional employee good. And sometimes people who would be great employees somewhere else just don't fit your company, whether it is the type of business or the company culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In the worst cases, the problem of a bad fit can have a bigger impact than just one employee's performance. Being in charge does not necessarily mean you are in control, and being in control does not necessarily mean being in charge. Have you ever seen a company or department paralyzed by someone who is unhappy and wants to take hostages? It is remarkable how much damage one person can do. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you watch "The Caine Mutiny." Basically, one guy takes apart the ship. He was unhappy. It only takes one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is only my opinion. I don't have a Ph.D., an M.B.A., or even an economics degree. What I do have is a happy company. And that makes me happy. Now I know some people argue that business is about making money, and not everyone has to be happy. That is also an opinion. Everyone has a right to his or her opinion. When you own a company, you also have the right to surround yourself with the people you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have spent the last year and a half focusing on cutting costs, figuring out how the market has changed, and worrying about the economy. Things seem to be getting better, or perhaps I am just getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Either way, I had a good day today. Not because I got a big order, great financial reports or even an employee stopping by to tell me what an awesome boss I am. (That generally doesn't happen. You have to tell yourself. It's a boss thing.) I had a great day because I spent most of it walking around the company and appreciating the fact that even after a year and a half of soft sales and cutbacks and furloughs, I have wonderful people working for me. They care. They are committed. They understand the whole customer–staff–company triangle, where all of the legs support each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you read books on great companies, they usually leave out a dirty little secret. It doesn't make for good public relations — like talking about how you "empower people" or how your "greatest assets" are your people. Both of these well–worn clichés are true. What is also true is that it's hard to build a great company with the wrong people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When you have the right people, business is much easier. I know because I have tried it both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jay Goltz owns five small businesses in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7098543358027296787?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7098543358027296787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7098543358027296787' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7098543358027296787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7098543358027296787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/secret-to-having-happy-employees.html' title='secret to having happy employees?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-9039984972858874262</id><published>2010-03-06T18:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:42:15.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>save up, save up!</title><content type='html'>for a 4D, 3N getaway of 2 adults and a 3-yo child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fare: 42,000.00 PHP&lt;br /&gt;hotel accommodation: 35,000.00 PHP (roughly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 77,000.00 PHP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! wala pang food, pasalubong and miscellaneous expenses...huwahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cebupac, magfly na rin kayo doon, please??&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-9039984972858874262?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9039984972858874262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=9039984972858874262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9039984972858874262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9039984972858874262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/save-up-save-up.html' title='save up, save up!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-6632192088626977805</id><published>2010-03-06T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:20:47.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>e.g.o.</title><content type='html'>he doesn't show false humility... but he sure doesn't hide his bloated ego either. thinks he's god's gift to us ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Humility is the quality of being humble: modest, not proud,&lt;br /&gt;self-abasing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told myself i will not whine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-6632192088626977805?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6632192088626977805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=6632192088626977805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6632192088626977805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6632192088626977805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/karma.html' title='e.g.o.'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5402861361918896613</id><published>2010-03-05T10:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:48:59.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>lost forever</title><content type='html'>sadly, these species were recently extinct because of one primary threat: human.&lt;br /&gt;images and texts from &lt;a href="http://www.thedailygreen.com/"&gt;thedailygreen.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtbqPZZiI/AAAAAAAADo8/z4iDgXaVoXI/s1600-h/tiger.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972271453693474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtbqPZZiI/AAAAAAAADo8/z4iDgXaVoXI/s400/tiger.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Javan Tiger was native to the Indonesian island of Java. In the 1800s they were so common they were considered pests by island natives,but as the island was developed their population dwindled. By the 1950s, only 20 tigers remained. Loss of habitat and agricultural development lead to severe population decline. Conservation efforts in the 1940s and '50s were unsuccessful due to a lack of adequate land and planning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtSsQU7kI/AAAAAAAADo0/ZTriR3zU3C8/s1600-h/rhino.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972117375643202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtSsQU7kI/AAAAAAAADo0/ZTriR3zU3C8/s400/rhino.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The majestic &lt;strong&gt;West African Black Rhino &lt;/strong&gt;was declared extinct in 2006, after conservationists failed to find any in their last remaining habitat in Cameroon. Poachers hunted the rhino for its horn, which is believed by some in Yemen and China to possess aphrodisiacal powers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtR5pOpTI/AAAAAAAADos/f6FkIpElsMw/s1600-h/pupfish.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972103789880626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtR5pOpTI/AAAAAAAADos/f6FkIpElsMw/s400/pupfish.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Tecopa Pupfish &lt;/strong&gt;has the distinction of being the first animal declared extinct under the provisions of the endangered Species Act of 1973. A native of the hot springs of the Mojave Desert, the pupfish's decline was precipitated when its natural habitat was encroached upon by developers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtQ2Rq75I/AAAAAAAADok/ojE8q4j6zfU/s1600-h/poouli.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972085705895826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtQ2Rq75I/AAAAAAAADok/ojE8q4j6zfU/s400/poouli.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A native of Maui, Hawaii, the &lt;strong&gt;Po’ouli&lt;/strong&gt;, or &lt;strong&gt;Black-Faced Honeycreeper&lt;/strong&gt;, was only discovered in the 1970s. The population declined rapidly, and by 1997 there were only three known Po’ouli left. The species was formally declared extinct seven years later. Habitat loss, along with disease, predators and a decline in its food source – native tree snails – are all seen as reasons for the bird’s demise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtQRI22fI/AAAAAAAADoc/MFNTDbTuJbk/s1600-h/macaw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972075736816114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtQRI22fI/AAAAAAAADoc/MFNTDbTuJbk/s400/macaw.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spix's Macaw&lt;/strong&gt;, also called the &lt;strong&gt;Little Blue Macaw&lt;/strong&gt;, was known for its beautiful blue feathers. While some still exist in captivity, these tiny blue birds are extinct in the wild. Habitat destruction and illegal trapping and trade contributed to the macaw's dwindling numbers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtPtSYYoI/AAAAAAAADoU/3y0I8Q1RTyg/s1600-h/leopard.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444972066113086082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtPtSYYoI/AAAAAAAADoU/3y0I8Q1RTyg/s400/leopard.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One of several subspecies of leopard, the &lt;strong&gt;Zanzibar Leopard &lt;/strong&gt;made its home on the Zanzibar archipelago of Tanzania. It's still unclear whether this large cat is technically extinct – there are occasional unconfirmed sightings. Locals believed the leopards were kept by witches, and aggressively hunted them. The animals were seen as evil predators that must be exterminated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtBynxiwI/AAAAAAAADoM/KZDPric0UkA/s1600-h/largewhite.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444971827026823938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtBynxiwI/AAAAAAAADoM/KZDPric0UkA/s400/largewhite.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The stunning &lt;strong&gt;Madeiran Large White &lt;/strong&gt;butterfly was found in the valleys of the Laurisilva forests on Portugal’s Madeira Islands. Loss of habitat due to construction as well as pollution from agricultural fertilizers are two major causes of the species' decline.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtBWIiguI/AAAAAAAADoE/rKsT3TK90os/s1600-h/ibex.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444971819379622626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtBWIiguI/AAAAAAAADoE/rKsT3TK90os/s400/ibex.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The last &lt;strong&gt;Pyrenean Ibex &lt;/strong&gt;died in 2000. However, a cloned ibex, created from skin samples taken from the last Pyrenean Ibex, was birthed in 2009. It died shortly after birth from lung complications. Hunting of the Ibex had caused the animal’s numbers to seriously dwindle and conservationists blame the Spanish government for failing to act in time to save it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtBWIiguI/AAAAAAAADoE/rKsT3TK90os/s1600-h/ibex.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444971809963549298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtAzDkonI/AAAAAAAADn8/xd-l2A5Sd5w/s400/frog.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Golden Toad&lt;/strong&gt;. This fluorescent amphibian was found in the high altitude ridges of Costa Rica, but thanks to pollution, global warming and fungal skin infections, the species became extinct in 1989.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtAK936RI/AAAAAAAADn0/uFCHEgeTziQ/s1600-h/boa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444971799202228498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtAK936RI/AAAAAAAADn0/uFCHEgeTziQ/s400/boa.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Round Island Burrowing Boa &lt;/strong&gt;preferred to live on the top-soil layers of volcanic slopes. It was once found on several other islands around Mauritius, but its population had dwindled by the 1940s, and could only be found on Round Island after 1949. It was last seen in 1975. The introduction of non-native species of rabbits and goats to the island destroyed vegetation and upset the boa’s habitat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5Bs_EbDrcI/AAAAAAAADns/Kp_Z0E72p-U/s1600-h/blue+butterfly.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444971780265717186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5Bs_EbDrcI/AAAAAAAADns/Kp_Z0E72p-U/s400/blue+butterfly.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This Dutch butterfly -- a subspecies of the Alcon Blue -- was found mainly in the grasslands of The Netherlands. While closely related species (pictured here) still exist in parts of Europe and Asia, the last &lt;strong&gt;Dutch Alcon Blue &lt;/strong&gt;was seen in the wild in 1979. Increases in farming and building had a negative impact on the Alcon Blue's habitat and caused it to lose its main food source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5402861361918896613?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5402861361918896613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5402861361918896613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5402861361918896613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5402861361918896613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-forever.html' title='lost forever'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5BtbqPZZiI/AAAAAAAADo8/z4iDgXaVoXI/s72-c/tiger.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8866001519701052462</id><published>2010-03-04T10:55:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:58:05.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>i wish i knew how to drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;really. times like this, i wish i knew how to drive. my own car. and below are my cars. i chose them because of their initial appeal to me. i'm no car enthusiast. but these are the only cars that call my attention. i don't know anything that much about their specs / technicalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. mini cooper / mini cooper s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the time i've seen the movie 'the italian job', i have always wanted to own this car. you know, channelling charlize theron's charm and beauty ;). i've inquired on a few pre-owned mini 5 or 6 years ago, and a decent one would cost about php350K. i think the lowest price was 280K. brand new would cost php2M to php2.2M visit &lt;a href="http://www.mini.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.mini.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt; to view the specs and the other models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444609170513068882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jMZ1EA1I/AAAAAAAADm8/-kovozLKIVw/s400/mini_s_formulaphoto.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mini cooper s from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/formulaphoto/"&gt;formulaphoto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608158756136930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48iRgvaZ-I/AAAAAAAADlE/ivUNoZOUNgA/s400/mini+cooper_EdZa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mini cooper from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/edzaf/"&gt;EdZa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444609151145979362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jLRrlreI/AAAAAAAADm0/CPbug01rVm0/s400/mini_%27+Toshio+%27.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mini cooper interior from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/toshio1/"&gt;' toshio ' &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2. suzuki swift.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;i forgot this. much cheaper than mini. brand new costs php730K to php770K. image from &lt;a href="http://www.globalsuzuki.com/"&gt;http://www.globalsuzuki.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444660118969997906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S49Rh_nxWlI/AAAAAAAADnk/ApWqD6Pym1I/s400/swift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3. toyota camry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;the only sedan that i like then (why then? you'll know shortly). astig kasi. sedan but has character and it's roomy. price range is php1.4M to php2.1M. all camry images are from &lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.toyota.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445036968100191394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S5CoRgB7XKI/AAAAAAAADpE/_ye6BT8vnNo/s400/camry_gal1_800_tcm245-146934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444614214611195730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48nyAjxV1I/AAAAAAAADnM/FKRnVvWbT14/s400/camry_gal3_800_tcm245-146936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4. honda accord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;the second sedan that i like. dahil astig din siya. so ngayon, 2 na sila ni camry na gusto ko. price range php1.7M to 2.1M. all accord images are from &lt;a href="http://accord.hondaphil.com/"&gt;http://accord.hondaphil.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444614679093106066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48oNC441ZI/AAAAAAAADnU/DCTz0xzLPiM/s400/accord.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444614688566473682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48oNmLg89I/AAAAAAAADnc/jIJmb-PDUl4/s400/accord2.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444609143163306706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jKz8XwtI/AAAAAAAADms/Q9pDsZ3T_7w/s400/accord3.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for our little family, i'd choose volvo. safe. roomy. functional. with form. efficient. earth-friendly. for volvo, i suspect it starts at around php3.5M to php5M. hay. all volvo images are from &lt;a href="http://www.volvocars.com/ph/"&gt;http://www.volvocars.com/ph/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5. volvo xc90.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jbr94DuI/AAAAAAAADnE/SZcoTzfDHF0/s1600-h/volvo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444609433079910114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jbr94DuI/AAAAAAAADnE/SZcoTzfDHF0/s400/volvo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608863801056818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i6jPOHjI/AAAAAAAADmE/DsRn5iDzb8c/s400/wallpaper_XC90_exterior_15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i8beK9_I/AAAAAAAADmU/iinkdC_hDYg/s1600-h/wallpaper_XC90_interior_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608896076019698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i8beK9_I/AAAAAAAADmU/iinkdC_hDYg/s400/wallpaper_XC90_interior_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i7WaEIvI/AAAAAAAADmM/rD-U_xEZQoE/s1600-h/wallpaper_XC90_interior_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608877536748274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i7WaEIvI/AAAAAAAADmM/rD-U_xEZQoE/s400/wallpaper_XC90_interior_03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6. volvo xc70.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608479652042946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48ikMK9WMI/AAAAAAAADlU/xlKJ6dWOFbc/s400/wallpaper_XC70_exterior_15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608472839339442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48ijyyrvbI/AAAAAAAADlM/Yw9rue5hyKg/s400/wallpaper_XC70_exterior_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i5d1QJ5I/AAAAAAAADl0/OhoJhz2Ms5I/s1600-h/wallpaper_XC70_interior_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608845170091922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48i5d1QJ5I/AAAAAAAADl0/OhoJhz2Ms5I/s400/wallpaper_XC70_interior_14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608491745900610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48ik5OW-EI/AAAAAAAADlc/KMlleOlT9vA/s400/wallpaper_XC70_interior_05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48infe3E4I/AAAAAAAADlk/zozCgo_XBFM/s1600-h/wallpaper_XC70_interior_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444608536375399298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48infe3E4I/AAAAAAAADlk/zozCgo_XBFM/s400/wallpaper_XC70_interior_08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/895260955416745931-8866001519701052462?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8866001519701052462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8866001519701052462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8866001519701052462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8866001519701052462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-knew-how-to-drive.html' title='i wish i knew how to drive'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S48jMZ1EA1I/AAAAAAAADm8/-kovozLKIVw/s72-c/mini_s_formulaphoto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8477669481815599171</id><published>2010-03-02T16:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:07:27.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>i don't do well with financials</title><content type='html'>well, i already know that i'm not good in handling my income and expenses since i owe this much to my credit card, that i always tend to spend money that is not yet in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today, i just happen to know that i'm much worse that that, i've been paying for something that i haven't spent yet! i discovered that i've been paying my mobile phone provider even if they still owe me this much! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i don't give that much attention to the billings that they deliver, i just pay them every month. that's it. but today, when i visited their online billing, i discovered that every month, since august, i've been paying them more than i should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example, from september last year, i still have a credit of php200 and yet i still paid them php1000. it came to a point that i accumulated php1000 credit and yet i still paid them another php1000!!! wtf! wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have my accountant or if someone handles my finances, naku... i'll be bankrupt. that someone can easily get money from me and i will not notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana lang, this is the same case with my credit card spending... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8477669481815599171?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8477669481815599171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8477669481815599171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8477669481815599171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8477669481815599171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-do-well-with-financials.html' title='i don&apos;t do well with financials'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2553380662735995365</id><published>2010-02-27T18:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:49:52.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><title type='text'>tiger text</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;for those who want to be super cautious with their text messages... here's one application for you. read it from a &lt;a href="http://joooeeei.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and as she has said, it is a technology product from tiger's scandal. heheh... decided to post it here also cause it's really quite interesting. now i just need to have a new phone .. :) i'm sure this app will not work with my 5110 :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442870765515823346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4j2H6jt2PI/AAAAAAAADkc/Cy7n7_VtLsY/s400/832697_5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;SEND TEXTS THAT DON'T LIVE FOREVER. MESSAGES ARE DELETED FROM BOTH USERS' PHONES. BE IN CONTROL OF THE RECORD YOU LEAVE. TRY TIGERTEXT FOR FREE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Get it from &lt;a href="http://appshopper.com/utilities/tiger-text"&gt;appshopper&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how does tigertext work? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you send a regular text message, the message is sent from your phone, routed through a server, and then delivered to the recipient’s phone. The message you send will live on the receiver’s phone until the recipient decides to delete it. The text message will also reside on the cell phone company’s server for an unlimited amount of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TigerText is different because, even though it looks and feels identical to a normal text message, the content of your message is never sent to the recipient’s phone and you control when the message is deleted from our server so you control the lifespan of the message! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do i know if my messages are deleted? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messages are displayed on both users (sender and receiver) phones until they are deleted from our server. All expired texts are cleared from our servers every minute of the day. Once you see the TigerText paws, you know your tracks have been covered and the message no longer stored anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what does "delete history" in setting&lt;br /&gt;mean?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some TigerText users really want to cover their tracks. Delete History will destroy the record of your conversation on your device once you exit the application. Thus, the next time you login there will no record of your ever having had a conversation on your device.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what happened if i send a message and it expires&lt;br /&gt;before the recipient reads it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message is gone forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2553380662735995365?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2553380662735995365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2553380662735995365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-26776254532684117</id><published>2010-02-27T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:53:06.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>insecure</title><content type='html'>why are some people always on the defense mode when being asked even by a very non-provocative, innocent question ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always make an issue that it is always about them. sus. they are so insecure about their work (or by not working or not knowing their job, for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a question answerable by a yes or no will get several paragraphs of explanation sounding them more guilty of a crime that they are not being accused of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just a question. they always provide answers as if their capability in doing their job is being doubted. well, in fact, it's not. not yet, at least.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-26776254532684117?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/26776254532684117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=26776254532684117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/26776254532684117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/26776254532684117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/insecure.html' title='insecure'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5444875084165404412</id><published>2010-02-26T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T16:13:57.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are not taking me seriously when i expect them to be ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and they are taking me too seriously when they should not be ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the saddest part is they can't help themselves spurting out nasty comments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what's wrong with these people?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5444875084165404412?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5444875084165404412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5444875084165404412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5444875084165404412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5444875084165404412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html' title='seriously?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4324615838460097805</id><published>2010-02-26T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:36:31.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>an inconvenient truth in manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4dO2ZbSEwI/AAAAAAAADkU/iXMvHKk-f2Y/s1600-h/algore.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442405371145753346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4dO2ZbSEwI/AAAAAAAADkU/iXMvHKk-f2Y/s400/algore.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smprime.com/smprime/index.php?p=588&amp;amp;type=2&amp;amp;sec=52&amp;amp;aid=5609"&gt;al gore live in manila&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.smprime.com/"&gt;sm prime&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came across this while browsing the sm prime holdings site. i've seen the documentary in hbo(?) and i noticed there were also copies in the suking piratas. i don't know what's with the "updated asian version". it will be on 30 april, a week or so after the earth day. and a week or so before election day. i'm sure marami na namang politicos ang pupunta dito.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4324615838460097805?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4324615838460097805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4324615838460097805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4324615838460097805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4324615838460097805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/inconvenient-truth-in-manila.html' title='an inconvenient truth in manila'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4dO2ZbSEwI/AAAAAAAADkU/iXMvHKk-f2Y/s72-c/algore.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4196138945024625746</id><published>2010-02-25T14:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:41:30.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>my birthstones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so if i were to follow the lists i provided on my previous post (not the one the having all stones and wear the specific stones/s for the current month), i must have 5 stones ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sapphire, which i really like eversince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442375902274777234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4c0DFU78JI/AAAAAAAADkE/YpkxfUytyzE/s400/hopechestjewelry.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26891217@N08/"&gt;hopechestjewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a peridot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442066966046219314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YbEoMSnDI/AAAAAAAADj0/dsLO3hOkzOU/s400/awesomejewelry.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46503385@N05/"&gt;awesomejewelry &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;agate &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442063357283239330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YXykgJhaI/AAAAAAAADjc/eEbm86Psycw/s400/moonmystic.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/moonmystic/"&gt;moonmystic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the cat's eye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442070862783460946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4Yencq2NlI/AAAAAAAADj8/cPCu7p-nOkE/s400/Cymophane.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Cymophane.jpg"&gt;wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the now popular moonstone (remember, bella's moonstone ring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442376398663330210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4c0f-hMKaI/AAAAAAAADkM/rwPIEbQMV34/s400/desiree+desiree+desiree.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/desireedesireedesiree/"&gt;desiree desiree desiree &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or i can have a ring like this and spread all my birthstones &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442063347623316450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YXyAhCy-I/AAAAAAAADjU/4-L3QP7HrrM/s400/anixijewelry.jpg" /&gt;from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/38636789@N05/"&gt;anixijewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or have them stacked like this (peridot and blue topaz on this one) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442063336689489538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YXxXyN1oI/AAAAAAAADjM/zSEMCMN75OE/s400/decandence_2artbar.png" /&gt; from flickr, by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/decadence2/"&gt;decadence_2artbar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4196138945024625746?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4196138945024625746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4196138945024625746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4196138945024625746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4196138945024625746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-birthstones.html' title='my birthstones'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4c0DFU78JI/AAAAAAAADkE/YpkxfUytyzE/s72-c/hopechestjewelry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2525504136591459555</id><published>2010-02-25T13:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:50:21.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>birthstones</title><content type='html'>i never thought i have different birthstones. from the start, i know that my birthstone is sapphire. and specifically, i feel that it is blue sapphire cause i like the color blue. when i did my research on birthstone (via wikipedia of course), i have 5 birthstones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442059492052020162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YURlZNq8I/AAAAAAAADjE/yREzByONtD0/s400/The_Natural_Sapphire_Company__Blue_B44.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;sapphire, from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.thenaturalsapphirecompany.com"&gt;the natural sapphire company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(contents are from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Birthstones"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, summarized and edited for the purpose of this blog entry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history of birthstones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first century jewish historian josephus proclaimed a connection between the twelve stones in aaron's breastplate, the twelve months of the year and the twelve signs of the zodiac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the precise list of birthstones can be found in Revelation 21:19-20 where the foundation stones of the new Jerusalem are listed, in the order of the Roman calendar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the custom of actually wearing birthstones first gained popularity in Poland in the fifteenth century. tradition suggested everyone wear the birthstone for each month, since the powers of the gemstone were heightened during its month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the fullest effect, individuals needed to own an entire set of twelve gemstones and rotate them monthly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;traditional birthstones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often combined with modern birthstone lists, traditional birthstones are older society-based birthstones. since many different cultures had their own list, jewelers' lists are often inconsistent over what constitutes a traditional birthstone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;january : garnet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;february : amethyst &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;march : bloostone, jasper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;april : diamond, sapphire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may : emerald, agate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;june : alexandrite, emerald &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;july : ruby, onyx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;august : sardonyx, carnelian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september : sapphire, peridot &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;october : tourmaline, aquamarine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;november : citrine, topaz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december : zircon, ruby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;modern birthstones &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1912, in an effort to standardize them, the american national association of jewelers, jewelers of america, officially adopted a list, shown in the "modern" column in the table below. it is currently the most widely used list in the USA and many other locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;january : garnet&lt;br /&gt;february : amethyst&lt;br /&gt;march : aquamarine&lt;br /&gt;april : diamond&lt;br /&gt;may : emerald&lt;br /&gt;june : moonstone, pearl&lt;br /&gt;july : ruby&lt;br /&gt;august : peridot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september : sapphire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october : tourmaline, opal&lt;br /&gt;november : citrine, topaz&lt;br /&gt;december : turquoise, blue topaz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mystical birthstones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are of tibetan origin and date back over a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;january : emerald &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;february : bloostone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;march : jade &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;april : opal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may : sapphire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;june : moonstone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;july : ruby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;august : diamond &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september : agate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;october : jasper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;november : pearl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december : onyx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayurvedic birthstones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ayurvedic birthstone list is from the ancient indian medicine and philosophy dating back to ancient india (1500 BC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;january : garnet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;february : amethyst &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;march : bloostone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;april : diamond &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may : agate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;june : pearl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;july : ruby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;august : sapphire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september : moonstone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;october : opal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;november : topaz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;december : ruby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by signs of zodiac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early civilizations such as india and babylon have attributed gemstones with magical properties. over time, astrologers assigned gems of certain colors to the twelve signs of the zodiac to help people influence the planets in their favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquarius : january 20 - february 19 : garnet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pisces : february 20 - march 20 : amethyst &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aries : march 21 - april 19 : bloodstone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taurus : april 20 - mary 20 : sapphire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gemini : may 21 - june 20 : agate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cancer : june 21 - july 22 : emerald &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leo : july 23 - august 22 : onyx &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;virgo : august 23 - september 22 : saphhire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;libra : september 23 - october 22 : peridot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scorpio : october 23 - november 21 : beryl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sagittarius : november 22 - december 21 : topaz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;capricorn : december 22 - january 19 : ruby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birthday stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while this word has also been used as synonym of birth stone, this is a separate list of assignment according to the day of the week of birth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday : pearl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tuesday : garnet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday : cymophane (cat's eye chrysoberyl)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday : emerald &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Emerald" href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Emerald"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friday : topaz&lt;br /&gt;saturday : sapphire &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday : ruby &lt;/div&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2525504136591459555?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2525504136591459555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2525504136591459555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2525504136591459555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2525504136591459555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthstones.html' title='birthstones'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4YURlZNq8I/AAAAAAAADjE/yREzByONtD0/s72-c/The_Natural_Sapphire_Company__Blue_B44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3091097955181556540</id><published>2010-02-24T12:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:03:24.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>the avatar is aang, aang is the avatar</title><content type='html'>when i heard about the movie avatar, i thought this is about aang, the cartoon series that our family watches in nickelodeon. was surprised that it was another avatar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched the other avatar and i like the nickelodeon's avatar more. really. good news is aang's movie is now coming to theaters this july! woohoo!!! we'll watch it. i hope aquim will be allowed to watch it. it's not titled avatar though, movie rights rules, i supposed. it is titled "the last air bender".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441663045747921010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4SrtX0s0HI/AAAAAAAADg8/0kYVVfFMiOM/s400/Aang_Official.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aang, from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aang"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if you're not familiar with aang, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender"&gt;the avatar, the last air bender&lt;/a&gt; (official &lt;a href="http://www.nick.com/shows/avatar/"&gt;nick website&lt;/a&gt;) , let me give you some background. there were 4 nations in the planet: air, water, earth and fire. in each nation, there are gifted members called benders. benders are people who have the gift to control the element of their nation. &lt;/p&gt;aang is a monk that belongs to the air nomads. he is an air bender. i wasn't sure how it has been decided or how it has happened but aang happens to be the avatar. an avatar is the only human being that is able to master the 4 elements and is said to bring balance between the 4 nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aang was 12 years old but was preserved inside an iceberg for 100 years (making him 112 years old, technically). thus when he "woke up", the world is now being ruled by the fire lord (and fire nation) and that all air benders are now vanished. hence the subtitle, the last air bender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story has 3 seasons or 3 books, water, earth and fire. i've watched books 1 &amp;amp; 2, but i'm not sure if it is complete though hehehe deebeedee kasi and we seldom catch it on nick. but it's fun. i've seen the last air bender's movie trailer and i have a feeling that it is serious movie, a bit different from the nick version that is light and comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the movie version of aang (from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Noah_Ringer_as_Aang.jpg"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, still).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441665630760702722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S4SuD1vxkwI/AAAAAAAADhE/0_YFblkaXl8/s400/Noah_Ringer_as_Aang.jpg" /&gt;the official website of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.thelastairbendermovie.com/"&gt;http://www.thelastairbendermovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for the trailer: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9W1dhqc-JBs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9W1dhqc-JBs&lt;/a&gt; (don't know how to post youtube videos here).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3091097955181556540?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3091097955181556540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3091097955181556540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3091097955181556540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3091097955181556540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar-is-aang-aang-is-avatar.html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>top ten toxic products that we don't need - last of 2 parts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;after reading this from &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/event/makeover/the-top-10-toxic-products-you-don-t-need-655726/"&gt;yahoo! news&lt;/a&gt;, how safe can we be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(contents are all from yahoo! news, summarized and edited to fit my blog) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the top 10 toxic products you don’t need &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;dry-cleaning&lt;/strong&gt; - the chemical used to do it, perchloroethylene, has been linked to cancer as well as nervous system, kidney, liver and reproductive disorders. EPA studies have found that people who reported visiting a dry-cleaning shop twice as much perc (OR &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tetrachloroethylene"&gt;TETRACHLOROETHYLENE&lt;/a&gt; OR CHLOROCARBON) in their breath, on average, as other people. EPA also found that levels of perc remained elevated in a home for as long as one week after placing newly dry-cleaned clothes in a closet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: try wet-clearning, co2 technology or even handwashing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;OR BUY CLOTHES THAT ARE WASHINE WASHABLE OR THOSE THAT DO NOT REQUIRE DRY CLEANING. TSK, I JUST SENT 5 GOWNS FOR DRY CLEANING AND THEY ARE ALL NOW IN OUR CLOSET&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;bottled water &lt;/strong&gt;- bottled water can be just as, or even more, contaminated than tap water. in fact, some bottled water IS tap water - just packaged (in plastic that can leach chemicals into the water) and over-priced. also, from manufacture to disposal, bottled water creates an enormous amount of pollution - making our water even less drinkable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Do yourself and the world a favor and invest in a reusable stainless steel water bottle and a water filter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;rubber duckies &lt;/strong&gt;- when it's made from PVC - the poison plastic. banned in over 14 countries and the european union, PVC, also known as vinyl, is still legally sold by U.S. retailers although it threatens environmental and consumer health at every stage of its product life cycle, according to the center for health, environment, and justice (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.besafenet.com/pvc/index.htm"&gt;CHEJ&lt;/a&gt;). when it's in your home, PVC can leach phthalates (linked to hormone disruption) and lead (a potent neurotoxicant) - contaminating air, dust, and eventually you. Go PVC-free by reading packages and avoiding the #3 in the chasing arrows symbol (usually found on the bottom of a product). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;em&gt;I JUST BOUGHT A BAG MADE OF PVC! WAH!&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;couch cushions &lt;/strong&gt;- avoid cushions, pillows, and anything with foam labeled as meeting California TB 117, as it is likely to contain toxic fire retardants. these chemicals migrate from the foam to dust to people. in animal research, these chemicals are associated with cancer, birth defects, thyroid disruption, reproductive and neurological disorders such as hyperactivity and mental retardation. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: look for foam and cushions made with polyester, down, wool, or cotton as they are unlikely to contain toxic fire retardants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;perfume and cologne &lt;/strong&gt;- perfumes and fragrances can consist of hundreds of chemicals. among the chemicals of concern is diethyl phthalate (DEP) that is absorbed through the skin and can accumulate in human fat tissue. Phthalates are suspected carcinogens and hormone disruptors that are increasingly being linked to reproductive disorders. phthalates are claimed as a part of trade secret formulas, and are exempt from federal labeling requirements. find out if products you currently use contain phthalates and find safer ones on Environmental Working Group's &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ewg.org/node/18494"&gt;Skin Deep Searchable Product Guide website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;oil-based paints and finishes &lt;/strong&gt;- there are 300 toxic chemicals and 150 carcinogens potentially present in oil-based paint, according to a John Hopkins University study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: look for water-based options - ideally those that are low- or no-VOC. You could also explore natural finishes like milk paint and vegetable or wax based wood finishes.&lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-2702049018505968610?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2702049018505968610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2702049018505968610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2702049018505968610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2702049018505968610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-ten-toxic-products-that-we-dont.html' title='top ten toxic products that we don&apos;t need - last of 2 parts'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7257854192024354696</id><published>2010-02-23T18:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:56:19.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>top 10 toxic products we don't need - first of 2 parts</title><content type='html'>after reading this from &lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/event/makeover/the-top-10-toxic-products-you-don-t-need-655726/"&gt;yahoo! news&lt;/a&gt;, how safe can we be?&lt;br /&gt;(contents are all from yahoo! news, summarized and edited to fit my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the top 10 toxic products you don’t need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether there's a warning label or not (usually not), many of the things we buy have associated health risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;air fresheners&lt;/strong&gt; - most mask odors with a synthetic fragrance or numb the sense of smell with chemical anesthetics. aerosol air fresheners spew out tiny droplets of chemicals that are easily inhaled into the lungs (&lt;em&gt;WE HAVE THIS! BUT I NEVER USE IT. DADDY IS THE ONE WHO USES THIS, SELDOMLY&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alternative:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; choose natural deodorizers, such as zeolite or baking soda, which contain minerals that absorb odors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;drain, oven and toilet bowl cleaners&lt;/strong&gt; - the lye and acids found in cleaners are the most dangerous cleaning products because they burn skin, eyes and internal tissue easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to clean extra-greasy ovens, mix together 1 cup baking soda and 1/4 cup of washing soda (&lt;em&gt;WHAT IS A WASHING SODA?),&lt;/em&gt; add enough water to make a paste; apply the paste to oven surfaces and let soak overnight. next morning, lift off soda mixture and grime; and rinse surfaces well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to de-grease and sweeten sink and tub drains, pour 1/2 cup of baking soda down drain followed by 1 cup vinegar; let bubble for 15 minutes; rinse with hot water. repeat if necessary. this same mixture can be used prior to scrubbing your toilet bowl to deodorize and scour away grime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;canned food&lt;/strong&gt; - food cans are lined with an epoxy resin that contains bisphenol-A (BPA). BPA is being linked to hormone disruption, obesity, heart disease, and much more. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.edenfoods.com"&gt;eden foods&lt;/a&gt; is currently the only company with BPA-free canned foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alternative:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; opt for fresh, frozen, dried or jarred foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;pesticides&lt;/strong&gt;: they are extremely toxic. they're made to be. that's how they kill things. pesticides may leave you with another problem - residual poisons that linger on surfaces and contaminate air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many non-toxic ways to eliminate pests and weeds - next time you need to get on the offense, check out the recommendations at &lt;a href="http://www.beyondpesticides.org/alternatives/factsheets/index.htm" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" ywaonclickoverride="true"&gt;Beyond Pesticides&lt;/a&gt; or locally, go to &lt;a href="http://www.messybessy.com/"&gt;messy bessy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;MY MIL HAS SENT US A MIXTURE THAT KILLS ROACHES AND ANTS. IT'S SAFE AND EFFECTIVE BECAUSE IT USES, I THINK, BAKING SODA. I'LL ASK DADDY WHAT IS THE FORMULA&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7257854192024354696?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7257854192024354696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7257854192024354696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7257854192024354696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7257854192024354696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-10-toxic-products-we-dont-need-part.html' title='top 10 toxic products we don&apos;t need - first of 2 parts'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4476259144712899051</id><published>2010-02-23T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:59:04.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>she is one changed woman...</title><content type='html'>or had she just been hiding her real self ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just too duped to notice it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4476259144712899051?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4476259144712899051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4476259144712899051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4476259144712899051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4476259144712899051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-is-one-changed-woman.html' title='she is one changed woman...'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3772061841553581598</id><published>2010-02-19T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:18:36.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>texting champ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S35h5Jt9v4I/AAAAAAAADg0/f_35F7w7mnE/s1600-h/textchamp_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439893034399285122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S35h5Jt9v4I/AAAAAAAADg0/f_35F7w7mnE/s400/textchamp_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://videogames.yahoo.com/events/lg-mobile-worldcup/iowa-teen-has-country-s-fastest-thumbs/1389434"&gt;yahoo news&lt;/a&gt;... (photo, contents are from yahoo news, just reworded them cause i don't want to post the whole content here, just click the link to view the entire transcript).&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teen at the picture is kate moore, 16 year old high school sophomore from des moines, iowa. her messaging habit has won her a whopping USD60,000 in prize money in less than a year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she joined in LG US national texting championship held in new york and won USD50,000 and a chance to compete in the burgeoning sports's worldwide championships, held last month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the phrase that won her the championship which took her less than 60 seconds to type was "zippity dooo dahh zippity ayy.. my oh my, what a wonderful day! plenty of sunshine comin' my way ... zippittydodahzippityaay! wonderful feeling, wonderful day!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i thought our nation takes pride in being the texting capital of the world! i wonder if we had a representative in this contest... she was 2nd place on the world championship, team #1 was from korea, 3rd place was from argentina, see &lt;a href="http://lgmobileworldcup.lge.com/jsp/index.jsp"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/895260955416745931-3772061841553581598?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3772061841553581598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2838614308937538463</id><published>2010-02-19T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:33:10.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>things can get really frustrating ... but</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i must remind myself not to listen to those who weep and complain, for their disease is contagious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2838614308937538463?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2838614308937538463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-9190569847229680734</id><published>2010-02-18T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:54:00.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquim'/><title type='text'>preschool hunt</title><content type='html'>this what has been keeping me busy most of the day today. i'm searching for possible pre-schools for aquim. he'll be turning 3 this july and as dictated by society, i guess he should be in a school na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not yet really thinking much about this, matter of factly. we still think that 3 years old is too young for "school" school. during our times, we only have kindergarten before entering big school. these days, even a newborn can go to baby/toddler play school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as a mom, i often feel like i am not giving aquim a chance to develop his full potentials. i feel and i think that he can still can learn a lot given that there's someone who will guide him. yes i believe that, that is our role as his parents and no, i am not taking preschool (or school, as i may say) as an offloader of our responsibilities as his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i teach him, in the best way that i can, as often that i can. kaya lang, i don't know if i am doing it right. i didn't have a unit about child development heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading nga the prerequisite preschool assessment eh. will aquim be able to pass kaya? hehehe he can count 1-10 sometimes 1-14. but nagkakamali pa. sometimes, he just says numbers randomly. more often, pabaligtad pa magcount. he'll say 1 , 2 , 3, 4, 5.. and then 4, 3 .. hehe.. or 10 , 9 , 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can't sing the alphabet. you can tell by the tone that he is singing the alphabet song but the letters are jumbled. haha.. but he can tell letters A, B, C, M, O, Q, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y. he learned the letters that he wanted to learn. we didn't teach him to memorize the alphabet chronologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he learns at his own pace. we don't pressure him to study, most of the times. most of the times and not all the time, kasi sometimes, when i hear other moms' stories that his son/daughter can already do differential calculus or can recite rizal's mi ultimo adios, i prod him to study his alphabet and to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday, i was on leave (again). aquim and i went to shang and i let him play in the gymboree. when he saw the kids inside the classroom, he really wanted to join them. i told his dad that aquim really wanted to be in school na. before this, aquim kept on telling us that he wanted to be at a school. he wants to go to school. i guess he just misses being with other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, as i've said, aquim going to school is not in our immediate plans. so i didn't bother looking/researching for play schools/pre schools within our area. so now, i'm thinking of enrolling him on a summer class muna, to see if he'll be adjusted on a school set up before going all the way and paying big bucks for an entire school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenge is to find a good preschool within our community or within pasig area.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-9190569847229680734?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9190569847229680734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=9190569847229680734' title='0 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term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>work(?) week</title><content type='html'>my idea of work this week is just submitting my weekly status report. how about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to discuss their 1Q KPI for this year and didn't even bother to put up a schedule. i have to do brainstorming on how their KPIs would change because of a change in process and i am not in the mood to even think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay. parang i got tired of thinking about the development of our team. it's hard, most specially if i am doing the brainstorming all by myself. this should have been sharing of ideas. lost. disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm one of those who pretend to work na. hahah. it's not a good feeling, trust me. and i don't want this.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7020532786414880449?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7020532786414880449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7020532786414880449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7020532786414880449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7020532786414880449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/work-week.html' title='work(?) week'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8491610612896613902</id><published>2010-02-14T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:56:42.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>heart's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3gO3WDn71I/AAAAAAAADeM/PREOQ1Q0HjQ/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438112894026248018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3gO3WDn71I/AAAAAAAADeM/PREOQ1Q0HjQ/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheesy! &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/895260955416745931-8491610612896613902?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8491610612896613902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8491610612896613902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8491610612896613902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8491610612896613902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>what is it with my tree posts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"song of the open road" by ogden nash (1902-1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i think that i shall never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;a billboard lovely as a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;indeed, unless the billboards fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'll never see a tree at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(&lt;em&gt;so true!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. hahaha actually, i was searching kasi wood furnitures. i know there's narra and there's mahogany. affordable wood furnitures that i see are made of tanguile or lauan and i don't know what kind of wood/tree are they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yun, i'm not familiar with trees (or wood) kaya i did a litte research. tanguile or lauan or philippine mahogany, is in fact, not a mahogany. matibay din but not mahogany-tibay. hehe dami pang characteristics and baka maging wood expert na ko kung ituloy ko pa. and then i came across nga this list of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_famous_trees"&gt;famous trees&lt;/a&gt; from wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of which it mentioned of 2 trees from the philippines. the baletes at the balete drive for its white lady sightings -- seen the trees and thank god, not the white lady; then the twin narra trees in rizal high school which saw the progress of the school from 1901 and survived the onslaught of world war II. this twin narra trees, i have yet to see. and i will, promise.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and then i 've just discovered that the poem "trees" was by a man. haha. all along, i thought joyce kilmer was a woman. alfred joyce kilmer pala siya. sus!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;atleast ngayon alam ko na hehe&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5211053658382472208?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5211053658382472208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5211053658382472208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5211053658382472208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5211053658382472208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-is-it-with-my-tree-posts.html' title='what is it with my tree posts?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2744168643540122553</id><published>2010-02-12T15:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:21:21.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>my trees</title><content type='html'>in my 33 years of existence, i have a few close relationships with trees. what can you expect, i used to lived in a city and now in a suburb, where trees are not so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in mandaluyong, there were the kaimito and duhat trees that tatay used to climb and throw in the fruits down to us. i believe they are still living but neglected. i notice they don't bear fruits that often than they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in cainta, i have my alatris tree (opposite our house). and 3 other alatris trees (belongs to my sis and my cousins), and 3 alatris trees beside our house. the 4 philippine mahogany trees (opposite our house) that were cut together with the 4 alatris (including mine) to make way for a basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 remaining alatris trees were cut to build the apartment that we live in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the narra tree in our grade school yard, which still stands there and i planned to take a picture of everyday, but only managed to take a few ones and yes, that project is temporariy halted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to love summers when we had a tree that has orange flowers, a tree with violet flowers and narra with yellow flowers. while our street smelled of flowers from the philppine mahogany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the acacia tree on our grade school where we used play under with. these acacia and narra trees are always present in my dreams, up until now, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the mango tree in our banal na bilog (holy circle) during my high school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i'll visit those living trees of my childhood and take pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, here are some of my tree pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437255756926427458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3UDTZiMIUI/AAAAAAAADd8/kjlrYVW9K58/s400/california+hug.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; banyan tree (balete) in carson, california&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437255739641506194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3UDSZJJKZI/AAAAAAAADd0/g0YP-hhBCiY/s400/bohol+hug.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; tall trees in bohol (are those mahogany, i forgot)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437255776588517586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3UDUix_0NI/AAAAAAAADeE/_sH0QBOdPR0/s400/davao+hug.png" /&gt;a tree in davao (looks like baobab, but i don't know)&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/895260955416745931-2744168643540122553?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2744168643540122553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2744168643540122553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2744168643540122553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2744168643540122553'/><link rel='alternate' 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...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;a poem lovely as a tree ...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;some famous trees (all from &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wawona_Tree"&gt;wawona tree&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;giant sequoia in mariposa grove, yoshemite national park. height was 227 ft (69 m) and was 90 ft (27 m) in circumference. a tunnel was cut in 1881, enlarging a fire scar. it fell in 1969 under an estimated 2-ton load of snow on its crown, estimated age was 2,300 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437206603692451106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TWmTd_JSI/AAAAAAAADdc/9grH-4Y0R1E/s400/wawona+1.png" /&gt; wawona tree, 1918 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437207362521862530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TXSeVBEYI/AAAAAAAADdk/VnxK_SMlNZ8/s400/wawona+2.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;wawona, 1962&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437207913220906418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TXyh15nbI/AAAAAAAADds/Jvezrx7Je9w/s400/wawona+3.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the fallen tunnel tree, 2006 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chandelier_Tree"&gt;chandelier tree&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a 315 ft tall coast redwood tree in leggett, california with a 6 ft wide by 9 ft high hole cut through its base to allow a car to drive through. the hole was carved in 1930s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437204290019731778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUfoXbKUI/AAAAAAAADcM/Ms1LfU0BaN4/s400/chandelier+tree+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chandelier tree, 1941 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437204302435102450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUgWnervI/AAAAAAAADcU/rAhdiQ8vX4E/s400/chandelier+tree+2.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chandelier tree, 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_of_Life,_Bahrain"&gt;tree of life&lt;/a&gt;, bahrain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 100+ year old tree that stands alone in the desert about 2 kilometers (1.2 mi) from the highest point in bahrain. the source of water for this tree remains a mystery because it stands in a place completely free of water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437206101257705026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TWJDwNVkI/AAAAAAAADdU/oSxklWAmy8w/s400/tree+of+life.png" /&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arbre_du_T%C3%A9n%C3%A9r%C3%A9"&gt;l'arbre du ténéré, the tree of ténéré&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a solitary acacia that was once considered the most isolated tree on earth. it was the only one within more than 200 km (120 mi). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was a landmark on caravan routes through the ténéré region of the sahara and was one of the two trees (the other one is the lost tree) to be shown on a map at scale of 1:4,000,000.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was the last surviving tree of a group of trees that grew when the desert was less parched than it is today. this tree has stood alone for decades. during the winter of 1938-1939, a well was dug near the tree and it was found that the roots of the tree reached the water table 33-36 meters below the surface. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the tree was allegedly knocked down by a drunk libyan driver in 1973. the dead tree can now be found in the niger national museum and it has been replaced by a metal structure on its actual place to represent the tree that was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437200561178615314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TRGlWbHhI/AAAAAAAADb8/SX7b5dqD7wI/s400/arbre+du+tenerer.png" /&gt;tree of ténéré, 1961&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%81rbol_del_Tule"&gt;el arbol de tule&lt;/a&gt; (spanish), the tule tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it has the stoutest trunk of any tree in the world. in 2005, the trunk had the circumference of 36.2 m (119 ft), equation to a diameter of 11.62 m (38.1 ft). it is so large that it was originally thought to be multiple trees, but dna tests have proven that it is only one tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the age is unknown, with estimates ranging betwee 1,200 and 3,000 years. the tree is occasionally nicknamed the "tree of life" from all the images of animals that are reputedly visible in the tree's gnarled trunk, including jaguars and elephants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUiVpQEVI/AAAAAAAADcs/upHDpT4EdUg/s1600-h/stoutest.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437204336533836114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUiVpQEVI/AAAAAAAADcs/upHDpT4EdUg/s400/stoutest.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boab_Prison_Tree"&gt;boab prison tree &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a large hollow adansonia gregorii (boab) tree just south of derby, western australia. reputed to have been used in the 1890s as a lock up for indigenous australian prisoners on their way to derby for sentencing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in recent years, a fence was erected around the tree to protect it from vandalism (see photo below). current vandalism is expected to vanish over the next 50 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUhWlEFTI/AAAAAAAADck/jrRGdFN8MPM/s1600-h/prison+tree.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437204319604839730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUhWlEFTI/AAAAAAAADck/jrRGdFN8MPM/s400/prison+tree.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boab prison tree, 1960&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Luna_(Redwood_Tree)"&gt;stafford giant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or luna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a redwood tree between 600 and 1,000 yeard old and live in an old growth forest - headwaters forest in humboldt county, california. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is the tree where &lt;a href="http://juliabutterflyhill.wordpress.com/"&gt;julia butterfly hill&lt;/a&gt; lived in for 738 days. she lived in a platform 180 ft above the forest floor (approximately 18 stories high) in order to save the grove from being clear cut by the pacific lumber company. it was christened luna in october 1997. hill descended on december 18, 1999.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;in november 2000, an unknown vandal cut halfway through the tree using a chainsaw. a system was designed to help the tree withstand the extreme windstorms. they installed a steel cable collar around luna'a main trunk 100 ft above the ground. cables radiate from this collar to remote anchor points 100-150 ft away. luna still lives on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUg44FUjI/AAAAAAAADcc/3Uzbe3OQqsE/s1600-h/luna.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437204311631548978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TUg44FUjI/AAAAAAAADcc/3Uzbe3OQqsE/s400/luna.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;julia butterfly hill up on luna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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...'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S3TWmTd_JSI/AAAAAAAADdc/9grH-4Y0R1E/s72-c/wawona+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8220958252734037058</id><published>2010-02-10T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:22:28.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>dependencies</title><content type='html'>sana manalo kami sa lotto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy: daddy, pag nanalo tayo sa lotto, pupunta pa rin ba tayo sa canada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy: hinde na siyempre... at ibibili kita ng bagong celphone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~o~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap magplano ng buhay kung meron kang dependency na hinihintay. can we just go along with our life and not consider that we have a pending canadian immigrant application? seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't plan to have a house of our own. menggay has been problematic lately, palitan na lang sana. pero hinde magawa. we can't plan to even buy expensive but durable furnitures thinking that in the end, we might leave them all here. i can't plan my professional life either. tsk. the canadian application has been on for about what, 3 years. hinde ba pwedeng sabihin na lang agad kung okay or hinde para we can move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon, aquim has been sickly, asthma attacks. kung pwede lang, acquire na lang ng house. yung tipong mailalayo si aquim sa dust and pollution and smokers. kaso hinde pwede. we like to replace our mattress and couch. kasi baka puro dust mites na. we plan to replace na rin our dining kasi giray-giray na. kaso nagdadalawang isip kasi nga baka masayang lang. we assume that we're this close in being approved of our application, we already had our medical last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should we not consider ba that we have a pending application? maybe we should have live our lives like we will stay here in the philippines forever, noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8220958252734037058?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8220958252734037058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8220958252734037058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8220958252734037058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8220958252734037058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/dependencies.html' title='dependencies'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-5493278957264733262</id><published>2010-02-10T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:12:16.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>3rd hand smoke</title><content type='html'>it's not enough that we, non-smokers, suffer from second-hand smoke. now, there's 3rd hand smoke. i've read it a few months back from reader's digest. now it's on yahoo news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~o~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When a cigarette burns, nicotine is released in the form of a vapor that collects and condenses on indoor surfaces such as walls, carpeting, drapes and furniture, where it can linger for months, said the study, which was published in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences (PNAS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our study shows that when this residual nicotine reacts with ambient nitrous acid, it forms carcinogenic tobacco-specific nitrosamines, or TSNAs", said Hugo Destaillats, a corresponding author of the study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TSNAs are among the most broadly acting and potent carcinogens present in unburned tobacco and tobacco smooke", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most like human exposure to TSNAs is through either inhalation of dust of the contact of skin with carpet or clothes -- making third-hand smoke particularly dangerous to infants and toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening a window or turning on a fan to air out a room while a cigarette burns does not eliminate the hazard of third-hand smoke. Smoking outdoors doesn't help much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smoking outside is better than smoking indoors but nicotine residues will stick to a smoker's skin and clothing", said Lara Gunder, a co-author of the study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those residues follow a smoker back inside and get spred everywhere. The biggest rish is to young children", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dermal uptake of the nicotine through a child's skin is likely to occur when the smoker returns and if nitrous acid is in the air, which it usually is, then TSNAs will be formed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Substantial levels of TSNAs were also found in the truch of a heavy smoker, the study s ays, adding that most-vehicle engines emit some nitrous acid that can infiltrate the passenger compartment of a vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers from the Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory led the study, which they say, is the first to quantify the reactions of third-hand smoke with nitrous acid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- sourced from &lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/news/afp/healthustobacco_20100209102313.html"&gt;Yahoo!Health&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~o~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;honestly, minsan i'd like to put aquim na inside a bubble ball. hay. jason and i don't smoke. but we live in an apartment and our next door neighbor smokes. that's why nga our house is always close nowadays. it triggers his asthma attacks. both his lolos smoke. not while aquim is around, but if this study is true, then it affects aquim din pala. kaya pala feeling ko nagsmoke pa rin ang ang mga smokers kahit tapos na sila mag smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5493278957264733262?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5493278957264733262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5493278957264733262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5493278957264733262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/5493278957264733262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/3rd-hand-smoke.html' title='3rd hand smoke'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7568951763984661085</id><published>2010-02-04T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T12:52:18.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>woot woot!</title><content type='html'>today, i must have delivered my best speech / monologue EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7568951763984661085?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7568951763984661085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7568951763984661085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7568951763984661085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7568951763984661085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/02/woot-woot.html' title='woot woot!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3540963854364054928</id><published>2010-01-20T17:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:01:24.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>davao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1bUUeQ1R2I/AAAAAAAADW8/ALWUUcHVBnE/s1600-h/dia.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428759849027848034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1bUUeQ1R2I/AAAAAAAADW8/ALWUUcHVBnE/s320/dia.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hay, finally. naupload, naedit at nalagyan ko ng captions ang pictures. dun na din ang kwento sa mga pics, di na dito sa blog, magdodoble lang eh. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in summary, we were there to visit jason's relatives. it's my and aquim's first time to go to davao and see jason's relatives on lolo jim's side. ang dami nila. i'm glad we got to meet them.although hinde ko sila natandaan lahat. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our itinerary were decided by them and not us (jason and i) kaya sa palagay namin, babalik pa kami sa davao! haha dami pa namin gusto gawin at puntahan dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/davao2010"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3540963854364054928?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3540963854364054928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3540963854364054928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3540963854364054928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3540963854364054928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/davao.html' title='davao'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1bUUeQ1R2I/AAAAAAAADW8/ALWUUcHVBnE/s72-c/dia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8964569029580516400</id><published>2010-01-15T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:06:58.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>you know where this is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1BLQuMnmKI/AAAAAAAADWs/GuaxzsYyGTA/s1600-h/IMG_4202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426920301632395426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1BLQuMnmKI/AAAAAAAADWs/GuaxzsYyGTA/s320/IMG_4202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we were here for 4 days. pics and kuwento to follow. wah! dami ko na utang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8964569029580516400?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8964569029580516400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8964569029580516400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8964569029580516400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8964569029580516400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-know-where-this-is.html' title='you know where this is?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S1BLQuMnmKI/AAAAAAAADWs/GuaxzsYyGTA/s72-c/IMG_4202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1478509605778170162</id><published>2010-01-06T17:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:21:44.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>chickening? pigging? fishing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my heart bleeds for the whales but who am i to judge while enjoying lechon cebu? adobong manok? or foie gras to some? isn't those just the same as this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423567302304695954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RhueVLhpI/AAAAAAAADWU/Ph6EdQSyBqw/s320/lechoncebu.png" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sungityabang/"&gt;eLjeProks' photostream &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423567995821097202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RiW14YAPI/AAAAAAAADWc/CQNUdoinjTQ/s320/foie+gras.png" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jodyanderic/"&gt;beurremanie's photostream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they are right that the whales have lived a life in liberty before they were killed. while our pigs lived a miserable life in captivity. i wonder which is cruel, being bred to be killed for the purpose of serving another life (for food) or lived in liberty then to be killed because of tradition? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but if they are only doing it now because of tradition, maybe, it's about time to leave that tradition behind. if it's all for the food, i ammend, which would not happen because there are a lot of other food sources now. but then again, traditions are sometimes more important than food for some. hayy... hirap noh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they claim that whales are not yet extinct, are we to believe that? we do not pet them. we do nothing to protect them. in fact we are doing everything to alter and destory their natural habitat, so how can we say that they are not yet extinct? what about the other species that accidentally were included in the hunt? the dolphins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i glimpsed about "whaling" on the discovery channel a couple of nights ago. i didn't pay that much attention cause i'm busy playing 7 wonders (hehe). all i know is that this whaling is also prevalent in japan and that there are groups who were trailing these whalers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm... kaya ko bang maging vegetarian? kayo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a separate note, have you heard about the possibly &lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0oGk712X0RL8TIBhRtXNyoA;_ylu=X3oDMTEzazNmNDJzBHNlYwNzcgRwb3MDMgRjb2xvA3NrMQR2dGlkA0gzOThfMTA1/SIG=12ljcnvpf/EXP=1262858486/**http%3a//www.chinadaily.com.cn/china/2009-11/26/content_9059802.htm"&gt;last indochinese tiger, who was killed and eaten by a man&lt;/a&gt;? 2010 is the year of, guess what, tiger (2010, metal tiger, to officially start on feb 15). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bokeh.myphotoaxis.com/images/20061231002304_tiger%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423566373986868034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0Rg4cE9m0I/AAAAAAAADWM/--VoIV2exNk/s320/tiger.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bokeh.myphotoaxis.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://bokeh.myphotoaxis.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-1478509605778170162?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1478509605778170162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1478509605778170162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1478509605778170162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1478509605778170162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/chickening-pigging-fishing.html' title='chickening? pigging? fishing?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RhueVLhpI/AAAAAAAADWU/Ph6EdQSyBqw/s72-c/lechoncebu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4928275091483628245</id><published>2010-01-06T16:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:23:32.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><title type='text'>whaling</title><content type='html'>contents and images are all from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whaling_in_the_Faroe_Islands"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are futher researches i've done on this. first, those are not dolphins, those are whales. it happens in FAROESE islands, a constituent country of the kingdom of denmark, along with denmark proper and greenland. whaling, or gindadrap as it is being called in faroe, is regulated by faroese authorities, but not by the &lt;a href="http://www.iwcoffice.org/"&gt;international whaling commision&lt;/a&gt;. faroese do it for food as well as a part of their tradition. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423557572434512690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RY4HvWyzI/AAAAAAAADVs/r0TkpwD6q8g/s320/picturesque2.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423557564823272050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RY3rYsenI/AAAAAAAADVk/hsGieXXBOFs/s320/picturesque.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the purpose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most faroese maintain that it is their right to catch pilot whales given that they have done so for centuries. the faroese whalers defend their actions before international organizations like &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.greenpeace.org"&gt;greenpeace&lt;/a&gt; with three arguments: (1) that gindadrap is not a hunt as such, but a drap meaning a kill (that is, they do not regularyly take to sea just to hunt for pilot whales, but only kill those which are sighted swimming too close at land); (2) the pilot whale hunt does not exist for commercial reasons but for internal food distribution among households; (3) they do not believe the pilot whale to be an endangeered species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;a href="http://www.acsonline.org/factpack/PilotWhale.htm"&gt;american cetacean society&lt;/a&gt; (whale protectionist group), pilot whales are not considered endangered. the society cites that there are likely about 1 million long finned and at least 200,000 short finned pilot whales world wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423557811041339458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RZGAnqCEI/AAAAAAAADV0/PGENaDi5QQs/s400/stats.png" /&gt;but according to faroese legislation, it is permitted to hunt certain species of small cetaceans other than pilot whales. these include: bottlenose dolphin, atlantic whie-beaked dolphin; rumpbacked dolphin; atlantic while sided dolphin, and harbor porpoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(moi: aren't these some of the endangered species?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the origin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;records of drive hunts in the faroe islands date back to 1584. because of the harsh faroese climate, climate, grain and vegetables havenot been able to grow very well. thus, during the winter months, the faroe islanders' only option was to mostly eat salted or dried foods. this means that over the centuries, the pilot whale has been an important source of food and vitamins to the isolated population on the north atlantic archipelago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meat and blubber (thick vascularized fat under the skin) of the pilot whale has been an important part of the islanders staple diet. the blubber, has been highly valued both as food and for processing into oil, which was used for lightning and other purposes. parts of the skin of pilot whales were also used for ropes and lines, while stomachs were used as floats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423558075812931026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RZVa-H5dI/AAAAAAAADV8/yKM95dGAX3s/s320/whalefood.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;black meat of the pilot whalre and blubber (middle), together with dried fish and potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a school of whales has been sighted, messengers are sent to spread the news amont the inhabitants of the island. boats then gather behind the whales and slowly drive them towards the authorized location. the location must be well-suited to the purpose of beaching whales. it is against the law to kill pilot whales at locations with inappropriate conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once ashore, the pilot whale is killed by cutting the dorsal area (the back side of the animal) through the spinal cord with a special whaling knife, a grindaknivur. the grindaknivur is considered the safest and most effective equipment with which to kill the whales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 1985, the faroe islands outlawed the use of spears and harpoons in the hunt, as it considers these weapons to be unnecessarily cruel to animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423558307262418690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RZi5L-zwI/AAAAAAAADWE/ZruqbToVxqo/s320/deadwhales.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pilot whales that are not beached were often stabbed in the blubber with sharp hook called a gaff and then pulled ashore. but after allegations of animal cruelty, the faroese whales started using blunt gaffs to pull the whales ashore by their blowholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distribution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the catch is distributed in such a way that all the residents of the whaling district are given the same amount of the catch, regardless of whether or not they took part in the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pilot whale meat and blubber is stored , prepared and eaten in the faroese households. this also means that whale meat is not available at the supermarkets or as part of their products for main export.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;animal rights and health issues &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aninal rights activities argue the the grindadrap is not only cruel, but in view of the ample food supply in today's faroes, completely unnecessary. additional argumentation is supplied by the faories ministry of health, which warns of excessive consumption of pilot whale meat, since it has been shown to contain high levels of mercry, PCBs and environmental poisons. in practice, this could only be safely consumed once a month by the faroese, a much smalled quantity compared with previous decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proponents of the hunt further argue that the pilot whale lives its whole life in liberty, in its natural habitat, the atlantic ocean. and then they will be whaled and dies in a few minutes. this is in contrast to many commonly held livestock such as cows, pigs and chickens, the meat from which one finds in modern supermarkets (&lt;em&gt;moi: and of which most of us eat&lt;/em&gt;). these animals often live in captivity or confinement for their whole lives and are then subject to lenghty transportation and other stressful event before their final slaughter.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4928275091483628245?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4928275091483628245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4928275091483628245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4928275091483628245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4928275091483628245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/whaling.html' title='whaling'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RY4HvWyzI/AAAAAAAADVs/r0TkpwD6q8g/s72-c/picturesque2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-912579990567325647</id><published>2010-01-06T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:38:34.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angtanong'/><title type='text'>how's this for a new year's resolution?</title><content type='html'>my sister sent me this email some time last year. it contains very disturbing pictures and maybe some of you has already received this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;here are the pictures and the captions from the email i received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~ ooo ~~~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;it is a big shame. the sea is stained in red and in the mean while its not because of the climate effects of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540522142898354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJXqdDmLI/AAAAAAAADVc/IXM3tPstboA/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's because of the cruelty that the human beings (civilised human) kill hundreds of the famous and intelligent calderon dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJXckN-YI/AAAAAAAADVU/YJHslek_5yk/s1600-h/securedownload1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540518414842242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJXckN-YI/AAAAAAAADVU/YJHslek_5yk/s320/securedownload1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this happens every year in feroe island in denmark. In this slaughter, the main participants are young teens. Why? To show that they are adults and mature ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWz9QSrI/AAAAAAAADVM/HtwgAmAsGAw/s1600-h/securedownload3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540507513998002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWz9QSrI/AAAAAAAADVM/HtwgAmAsGAw/s320/securedownload3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this big celebration, nothins is missing for the fun. everyone is participating in one way or antoher, killing or looking at the cruelty "supporting like a spectator".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWvqo4rI/AAAAAAAADVE/yOWaj3ghIeQ/s1600-h/securedownload4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540506362176178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWvqo4rI/AAAAAAAADVE/yOWaj3ghIeQ/s320/securedownload4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is it necessary to mention that the dolphin calderon, like all the other species of dolphins, is near extinction and they get near men to play and interact. in a way of pure friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWAKChLI/AAAAAAAADU8/mai436uV80U/s1600-h/securedownload5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540493608977586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJWAKChLI/AAAAAAAADU8/mai436uV80U/s320/securedownload5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540302782057602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJK5RWzII/AAAAAAAADU0/XYk-mR8rUKk/s320/securedownload6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't die instantly, they are cut 1, 2 or 3 times with thick hooks. and at that time, the dolphins produce a grim extremely compatible (comparable) with the cry of a new born child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540291971120114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJKQ_0-_I/AAAAAAAADUs/bk6CLuIOFG0/s320/securedownload7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he suffers and there's no compassion till this swee being slowly dies in its own blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540290147742722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJKKNGdAI/AAAAAAAADUk/5PJt7Oek1jI/s320/securedownload8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540280631786306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJJmwUe0I/AAAAAAAADUc/JD5FLC8A0Ic/s320/securedownload9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's enough! we will send this mail until this email arrives in any association defending the animals, we wont only read. that would make us accomplices, viewers. take care of the world, it is your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJJMCAciI/AAAAAAAADUU/f3ngqVBnS4I/s1600-h/securedownload10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423540273458213410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJJMCAciI/AAAAAAAADUU/f3ngqVBnS4I/s320/securedownload10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-912579990567325647?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/912579990567325647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=912579990567325647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/912579990567325647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/912579990567325647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/hows-this-for-new-years-resolution.html' title='how&apos;s this for a new year&apos;s resolution?'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/S0RJXqdDmLI/AAAAAAAADVc/IXM3tPstboA/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-163695812872049813</id><published>2010-01-05T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:25:25.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>greetings!</title><content type='html'>(super) belated christmas greetings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you all had a wonderful time with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not posting for weeks. my real life has been pretty busy so online updates were neglected. i will post wedding pics, birthday party pics, christmas and new year's pics and weekend photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga hirit ni aquim na mga nakalimutan ko na, i'll try to remember and post also. plus, i'll put up another page for aquim's pics, this time, aquim is the one taking the shots! yes, feeling photographer ang aking anak! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoping i'll be able to do that in the coming days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-163695812872049813?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/163695812872049813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=163695812872049813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/163695812872049813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/163695812872049813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-belated-christmas-greetings-hope.html' title='greetings!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-510196986902329416</id><published>2009-12-22T13:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:39:26.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>hay sa wakas, napanuod ko rin ang new moon, complimentary tickets pa yun ha! hehehe we were able to watched last thursday at market market. sows.. feeling ko mga vampires na kasama kong manuod kasi naman 6 na lang ata kaming nanuod nung movie hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the middle of the movie, i wanted to go to the restroom but i didn't baka kasi me vampire wahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ang ganda ni dakota fanning. she's way beyond her awkward stage na. byootiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417930256100932466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SzBa3My8u3I/AAAAAAAADUM/HG9GNVw-Whs/s320/dakota.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eclairhot/3513324243"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/eclairhot/3513324243&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-510196986902329416?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/510196986902329416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=510196986902329416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/510196986902329416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/510196986902329416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon.html' title='new moon'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SzBa3My8u3I/AAAAAAAADUM/HG9GNVw-Whs/s72-c/dakota.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-9136783796524570753</id><published>2009-12-17T18:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:34:30.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>on gift giving</title><content type='html'>articles from yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;for husband and wife gifts:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. women tend to care more about gifts. they shop more and think more about them. they attach emotion to them. if a husband is asked what he wants for the holidays and he says "nothing", he mean it. if a wife is asked, she will also say "nothing" as well. but the husband should not believe that (&lt;em&gt;moi: exacto! diba sabi ko wag na tayo magregaluhan ngayon?&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. in his new book, "scroogenomics", wharton school economist joel waldfogel estimates that the gifts others buy for us are worth 20% less to us than the gifts we buy for ourselves (&lt;em&gt;moi: so dont expect, at wag na mag wish list&lt;/em&gt;). but of all the people on our holiday lists, he says, the ones we are best at picking out gifts for are spouses and significant others. that's because, presumably, we know these people best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. it's simple, really. sometimes men aren't listening to their wives. but just as often, women aren't clear about their desires (&lt;em&gt;moi: cause we want all of them!!!&lt;/em&gt;). they want men to pick up on their subtle clues, rather than telling them outright what they'd like. as one woman i know explains, "it means we are special to them if they detect what we want without telling them.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. and there's the rub, when mean receive gifts they hate, they typically shrug them off. women, faced with the same dilemma, feel hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. some gift giving tips:&lt;br /&gt;- when in doubt, go down a size (&lt;em&gt;moi: atleast akala nya sexy pa rin ako :)&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- never give a gift that suggests your spouse is not perfet. no unsolicited exercise equipment, self-help books (&lt;em&gt;moi: south beach diet book?&lt;/em&gt;), wrinkle cremes or nose-hair removers&lt;br /&gt;- appliances and cook ware are okay, ONLY if she asks for them&lt;br /&gt;- don't even think about a gift that you will get more enjoyment out of than your spouse (&lt;em&gt;moi: PSP? home theater?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;- remember: it's not just the thought that counts - especially if you didn't have the thought until the checkout linne&lt;br /&gt;- when all else fails, at least try to create memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read the complete article, please click &lt;a href="http://customsites.yahoo.com/financiallyfit/finance/article-108393-3513-3-gifts-gone-awry-what-not-to-give-your-mate-html?ywaad=ad0035"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;office santa: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. generally, it's not appropriate to give your boss a gift, says, mr. post. it can come with mixed messages. people worr that it seems like you are trying to buy favoritism. (&lt;em&gt;moi: one off the list!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you and co-workers also can chip in to get small gifts for people working under you, like the receptionist or mailroom staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. if you're exchanging gifts with co-workers, it's best to buy something simple for everyone in your team or group. keep individual gift giving outside the office, suggests mr. post. (&lt;em&gt;moi: sabi ko nga lunchout na lang eh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. you don't have to reciprocate if a co-worker gives you a gift (&lt;em&gt;moi: yey!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. if your office sends out gift to clients and vendors, there's no need to do something on top of that. write a nice card if you feel like that person really made your year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if you decide to buy gifts for clients or vendors, make sure their company guidelines allow them to accept gifts. you also should check your c ompany's gift-giving guidelines, especially if you plan to use company funds to purchase presents (&lt;em&gt;moi: we don't have rules, i can receive all your gifts :)&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. a nice box of chocolates or poinsettia plant are good options (&lt;em&gt;moi: choco nut, choco nut!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the complet article is &lt;a href="http://customsites.yahoo.com/financiallyfit/finance/article-108332-3420-4-office-gift-giving-faux-pas"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-9136783796524570753?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/9136783796524570753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=9136783796524570753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9136783796524570753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/9136783796524570753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-gift-giving.html' title='on gift giving'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2191623501309475914</id><published>2009-12-17T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:33:14.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>humbug</title><content type='html'>few days (8 days to be exact) before christmas and i still haven't shopped for a gift (save for the obligatory gifts for our department's kris kringle). i don't know. each year, i feel like the "spirit" of christmas is slowly rubbing off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it no longer thrills me. yeah, there's the 13th month pay (and other bonuses to some) but... i still don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years ago, even before december steps in, i already have my christmas list and almost everybody i know is on that list with their equivalent gift budget. and i cram every weekend to search for the perfect gift for each one. got tired? no budget? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty for my son (we don't give him gifts for christmas, really), for jason cause i really have no plans of buying him a gift. for my mom and dad, i'll just give the customary monetary gifts. for the rest of my relatives. nada. for my godchildren, i'll just give monetary gift also. save for my 3 nieces, i'll probably grab a shirt or dress from the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my office friends, i don't plan on giving out sana, cause i feel that i'm way past being that charitable and thoughtful. like giving small figurines, coin purse, etc., things that they will find no use of. but due to constant parinig (hehehe), i might. i'm checking out little things lang sana that are functional or edible, just a small token, not too fancy. still not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year naman kasi, i get this amount and they i'll end up spending all for gifts. as in. so feeling ko, tapos na ko dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the christmas decor, we have christmas lights and the christmas balls/lantern. all year round naman andon na yun hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noche buena, if ever we'll have our own (kasi nakikikain lang kami), i'll just order from restos. if only i can afford to have a caterer, i will. or spend it in a posh hotel. i don't want to stress my self come dec24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be building up family traditions for aquim. childhood christmas stories that he will remember when he grows up. eh..sa ngayon, i'm just telling him that christmas is papa jesus' birthday. that's it. i don't want to make it too commercialized. i hope i'm doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2191623501309475914?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2191623501309475914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2191623501309475914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2191623501309475914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2191623501309475914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/humbug.html' title='humbug'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1566886657433870856</id><published>2009-12-16T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:35:38.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reads'/><title type='text'>david</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6e/Nakedcoverc11418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 475px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6e/Nakedcoverc11418.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; credits: &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;http://www.wikipedia.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also want to start reading sedaris' essays and short stories. i'm maybe a decade or so late but who cares, he only came here in the philippines a couple of years back (was it not?).&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he has already published 7 books and i am still not sure if i am going to buy all of those. the famous ones (as far as i know) are the naked, me talk pretty one day and dress your family in corduroy and denim.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;still not sure... still not sure. maarte pa naman ako. i just don't feel like reading books printed on not so nice papers or with too small fonts. i've checked a couple of bookstores and so far, i only liked naked's printing. the others are too small. if there'd be hardbound books, costly masiyado. hehehe ka arte!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like reading ebooks. it strains my eyes more and nakakatamad, the effort to turn on the machine and it resrtricts my position. not unlike pag real book, i can read it anywhere, anyhow. i know, kawawa naman ang mga puno. bawi na lang ako sa iba.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-1566886657433870856?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1566886657433870856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1566886657433870856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1566886657433870856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1566886657433870856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/david.html' title='david'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4270982001928594105</id><published>2009-12-16T17:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:50:16.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reads'/><title type='text'>clues</title><content type='html'>i want these books. i first heard about this book (yes, i thought there is only one book) back in 2007 when i was with metrobank. chernille told me about it and i was clueless. i got book 1 and made it as my reading book to LA (together with benjamin button and p.s. i love you). and then i was hooked. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pang bata na kung pang bata basta gusto ko sila. i have the first 2 books. hopefully, ma-finish ko yung 6 books before the year ends. books 7 to 10 are going to be released come 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i read today na magiging movie na rin pala siya, by 2011. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought nga there would be 39 books since there are 39 clues and so far, 1 clue is being revealed on each book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765104340252130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Syipqx8oNeI/AAAAAAAADTc/XHGi9cHDt3M/s320/39clues-1-mazeofbones.jpg" /&gt;credits: &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765114155375586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SyiprWgvG-I/AAAAAAAADTk/npv_JBIjHiM/s320/39clues-2-onefalsenote.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;credits: &lt;a href="http://wayspace.wayzata.k12.mn.us/"&gt;http://wayspace.wayzata.k12.mn.us/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765117789241426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SyiprkDHgFI/AAAAAAAADTs/_NpACTJuFsY/s320/39clues-3-swordthief.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;credits: &lt;a href="http://www.tradeport.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.tradeport.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765121492681746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Syiprx2FhBI/AAAAAAAADT0/doeJqwU8Tlc/s320/39clues-4-beyondthegrave.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;credits: &lt;a href="https://sumthinblue.com/"&gt;https://sumthinblue.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765131949355394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SyipsYzJsYI/AAAAAAAADT8/IG1UX6xryUg/s320/39clues-5-theblackcircle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;credits: &lt;a href="http://www.tradeport.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.tradeport.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415765196387818690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SyipwI2enMI/AAAAAAAADUE/rXefsD2dwy4/s320/39clues-6-intoodeep.jpg" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.whitbylibrary.on.ca/"&gt;http://www.whitbylibrary.on.ca/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4270982001928594105?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4270982001928594105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4270982001928594105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4270982001928594105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4270982001928594105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/clues.html' title='clues'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Syipqx8oNeI/AAAAAAAADTc/XHGi9cHDt3M/s72-c/39clues-1-mazeofbones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3362288348671164301</id><published>2009-12-16T11:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:38:34.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>just a post</title><content type='html'>my uncle is in the neuro icu of the medical city. he collapsed on his work yesterday. he regained consciousness immediately after but had difficulty walking. he was rushed to the medical city by an ambulance. ct scan showed that he has 3 blocked veins, 2 were old ones and a new one that must have triggered the "stroke".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he seemed okay, though, thank, god. he's conscious and he can talk sensibly. but his left reflexes are weak. he can't raise his left arm in the same manner with his right. lab tests also showed that he has an elevator sugar count, 300 i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the same reason why i am not that 100% solved about the idea of leaving for canada. life is short to be spent thousand of miles away from your family, from your loved ones. of course living here in the philippines is hard, with all that we read in the papers, those flash reports from the news. hay... tough decision, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3362288348671164301?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3362288348671164301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3362288348671164301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3362288348671164301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/3362288348671164301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-post.html' title='just a post'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-673291619770845373</id><published>2009-12-06T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:12:12.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jolen/4160868970/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4160868970_1cc40ae609_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jolen/4160868970/"&gt;twins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jolen/"&gt;jolen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;double the cuteness. i have always wanted to have twin offsprings. hahaha.. pwede na to. doble rin ang kulet neto!!!&lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-673291619770845373?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/673291619770845373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=673291619770845373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/673291619770845373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/673291619770845373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/twins.html' title='twins'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4160868970_1cc40ae609_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8397952580910629258</id><published>2009-12-06T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:26:47.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>family portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqXpvEQ-SI/AAAAAAAADQ8/amusySc9zh8/s1600-h/IMG_2898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411804645503858978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqXpvEQ-SI/AAAAAAAADQ8/amusySc9zh8/s400/IMG_2898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by far, this is our most decent family picture :) sayang nga lang at naka korto na ang anak ko hehehe ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8397952580910629258?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8397952580910629258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8397952580910629258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8397952580910629258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8397952580910629258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-portrait.html' title='family portrait'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqXpvEQ-SI/AAAAAAAADQ8/amusySc9zh8/s72-c/IMG_2898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1819218226519193874</id><published>2009-12-06T01:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:13:41.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>tutay and toneng</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS_QsVm3I/AAAAAAAADQ0/678vAp1KdGg/s1600-h/IMG_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411799517749418866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS_QsVm3I/AAAAAAAADQ0/678vAp1KdGg/s320/IMG_2848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS-zmaD3I/AAAAAAAADQs/9wZWcJcRnwM/s1600-h/IMG_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411799509939916658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS-zmaD3I/AAAAAAAADQs/9wZWcJcRnwM/s320/IMG_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS-oFxL8I/AAAAAAAADQk/G0sWsmDI7B4/s1600-h/IMG_2789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411799506850230210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS-oFxL8I/AAAAAAAADQk/G0sWsmDI7B4/s320/IMG_2789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;december 05 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mary the queen parish church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c3 eventscape &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naku, isa-isa na talaga kaming nag aasawa. these two were together as bf-gf for more than 10 years, mas matagal pa sila sa amin ni jason. hehe i never thought they will end up in marriage, away-bati kasi. but i guess if they were able to be with each other for more than 10 years with all those away bati moments, kakayanin din nila ang married life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wedding was fun and unconventional. from the invitation to the selection of music. they rock! hehehe if i remember it right, the groom and the ento marched to the sound of david cook's "the time of my life" and the bridal march was honeyz' "finally found". and we always caught them laughing and giggling all through out the ceremony hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was also tiring. mainly because we don't have a yaya , still. and almost every family member has a role in the wedding kaya talagang salitan lang sa pag aalaga. eh sa kalikutan ni aquim at kakulitan, kailangan talagang bantayan at sundan. pagod.. pagod si daddy.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for more of the unofficial wedding pictures, you may view it on our shutterfly account, under &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/weddings/4"&gt;weddings page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&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/895260955416745931-1819218226519193874?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxqS_QsVm3I/AAAAAAAADQ0/678vAp1KdGg/s72-c/IMG_2848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3645326594115477683</id><published>2009-12-03T13:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:58:37.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>full december</title><content type='html'>there are lots (hinde naman lots, exag ko lang yun :)) of pictures that i want to post but i can't because office pc wont allow me. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming weeks will be busy weeks. just this coming weekend, we'll be attending a wedding and a birthday party. week after that is our department and company's respective christmas party. and another wedding. then before i can pause for a breathe, it'll be christmas day and another birthday party to attend to, not to mention our wedding anniversary and jason's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between those occasions, i have to think and find what to wear. it wont be that hard only if i can still fit into my old clothes. then shop for the gifts to give for the wedding couples and to the birthday celebrants and kris kringle gifts and work friends' gifts and christmas gifts. hayyyy... nakakapagod iniisip ko pa lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my december calendar has never been this full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my inlaws are also flying in later this month for a vacation :) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3645326594115477683?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1022711583685955536</id><published>2009-11-30T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:13:36.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>my hero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jolen/4143843149/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2549/4143843149_589c0d4006_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jolen/4143843149/"&gt;my hero! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jolen/"&gt;jolen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;aquim aka astroboy aka wolverine (hehehe) sorry na, yan lang ang kaya ni mommy :)&lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-1022711583685955536?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1022711583685955536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1022711583685955536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1022711583685955536'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>happiness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzsQ3WVNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/y5DYCsxT_8U/s1600/Joaquim+2009+11+29+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409583675448120530" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzsQ3WVNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/y5DYCsxT_8U/s200/Joaquim+2009+11+29+(6).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzsMmtpeI/AAAAAAAADPI/1IEc6TUxDZg/s1600/IMG_2687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409583674304603618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzsMmtpeI/AAAAAAAADPI/1IEc6TUxDZg/s200/IMG_2687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzr2QZkwI/AAAAAAAADPA/ObHmfi-W_mE/s1600/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409583668305433346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SxKzr2QZkwI/AAAAAAAADPA/ObHmfi-W_mE/s200/IMG_2684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;panalo!&lt;/span&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/895260955416745931-7625222455960400376?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7625222455960400376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7625222455960400376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7625222455960400376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7625222455960400376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiness.html' title='happiness!!!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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new)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah! for this week, it seems like i am always the last person to be out of the office. almost everybody is out by 4pm, cause they were already in by 7am. wahhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying really. to be in by like, 8 or even 9am. huhu... i'll get another chance tomorrow (or the next day, or next week :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-5120626787244445045?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/5120626787244445045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=5120626787244445045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-3575659792561081107</id><published>2009-11-26T13:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:48:39.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>tunggak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hahaha... natawa ako sa translation. dahil pa rin ito sa silly hat theme namin, di ako alam, pinindot ko yung pagsalin sa google. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408284958432939986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Sw4Wg-97z9I/AAAAAAAADNI/tqoqDqykOcY/s320/tunggak.PNG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://translate.google.com.ph/translate_t?hl=tl&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=silly%20hat&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://translate.google.com.ph/translate_t?hl=tl&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=silly%20hat&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-3575659792561081107?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/3575659792561081107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=3575659792561081107' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-671501642158615764</id><published>2009-11-25T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:11:20.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>makulot, 2000</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/ontheroad/1273?eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procgtaserv/47b9ce32b3127cce9854938c3f0600000038100AbtWzVs4cN2LA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;november 2000, mt. makulot, batangas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tried mountain climbing once. never tried it again since. hahahha.. fun climb lang 'to. nagkayayaan lang over bottles of beer. o, diba, i was thin then. grabe, yung hita ko dito sa picture, braso ko na ngayon! wah! :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;click here to view the entire &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/ontheroad/1256"&gt;makulot album&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;. &lt;/p&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/895260955416745931-671501642158615764?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/671501642158615764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=671501642158615764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/671501642158615764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/671501642158615764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/024jpg.html' title='makulot, 2000'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4583461128919012711</id><published>2009-11-25T15:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:11:47.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>my parents wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/myparentswedding/36?eid=115"&gt;&lt;img src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procgtaserv/47b9ce32b3127cce985493e7be5d00000038100AbtWzVs4cN2LA" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;23 november 1975, cainta, rizal &lt;/p&gt;one of the film-based photos that i salvaged from ondoy and scanned. hehehe ... ang payat pa ng nanay ko noh?! :) for more of this please go to &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/myparentswedding"&gt;my parents' wedding page&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;our shutterfly site&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uy 34 years na sila :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4583461128919012711?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4583461128919012711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4583461128919012711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4583461128919012711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4583461128919012711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-parents-wedding.html' title='my parents wedding'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-8984309200721169555</id><published>2009-11-23T01:26:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:46:30.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kutsero'/><title type='text'>snakes!</title><content type='html'>just wanted to share our close encounters with snakes. as i get older, mas natatakot na ko sa mga ganitong challenges. sign of old age na ba yun? hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;avilon zoo, 2001. medyo malaki pa ang snake na kaya ko &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0vQUQp8I/AAAAAAAADFw/O4drFaT9cu0/s1600/5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406981182817609666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0vQUQp8I/AAAAAAAADFw/O4drFaT9cu0/s200/5.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;avilon zoo, 2008. after 7 years, lumiit na! &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0v5W5Q9I/AAAAAAAADF4/ULlWWtuCxyw/s1600/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406981193834513362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0v5W5Q9I/AAAAAAAADF4/ULlWWtuCxyw/s200/IMG_2137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aquim at avilon zoo, 2008 &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wbdK6HI/AAAAAAAADGI/9VVhog4ufXY/s1600/IMG_2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406981202987640946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wbdK6HI/AAAAAAAADGI/9VVhog4ufXY/s200/IMG_2141.JPG"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy at avilon zoo, 2008&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wNAJSbI/AAAAAAAADGA/1zY0NQL79Hs/s1600/IMG_2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406981199107803570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wNAJSbI/AAAAAAAADGA/1zY0NQL79Hs/s200/IMG_2139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bohol,2009. malaki nga, di ko naman na kayang hawakan :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wjJm4-I/AAAAAAAADGQ/P5Rk4GMwER0/s1600/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: center; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406981205053072354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0wjJm4-I/AAAAAAAADGQ/P5Rk4GMwER0/s200/IMG_2340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-8984309200721169555?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/8984309200721169555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=8984309200721169555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8984309200721169555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/8984309200721169555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/snakes.html' title='snakes!'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swl0vQUQp8I/AAAAAAAADFw/O4drFaT9cu0/s72-c/5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7033543685907316551</id><published>2009-11-23T00:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:12:09.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>silly me</title><content type='html'>hayyy... officemates are really preparing for our christmas party. kinacareer daw talaga ang pagdress up sa party. it's so un-me mwehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theme is silly hat, and i don't think i am that artistic to think of something out of the box or yung may gulat factor, so i'll just comply with the hat-thing, and not so much with the silly hat theme. so far, i'm left with 3 choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sosyalan with pearls (&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwX4Vi_hI/AAAAAAAADFQ/43uv7Sumiek/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406976383197052434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwX4Vi_hI/AAAAAAAADFQ/43uv7Sumiek/s200/2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYUc_c0I/AAAAAAAADFg/tjuINolxiGU/s1600/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lenggings-type of girl (&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYEyFn0I/AAAAAAAADFY/6PVfdnP3TS8/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406976386537987906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYEyFn0I/AAAAAAAADFY/6PVfdnP3TS8/s200/3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or bonggang-bonggang pang miss earth! (&lt;a href="http://www.missearth.tv/"&gt;http://www.missearth.tv/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlxdjeWGpI/AAAAAAAADFo/XpPzuLs1vm4/s1600/4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406977580187654802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlxdjeWGpI/AAAAAAAADFo/XpPzuLs1vm4/s200/4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYUc_c0I/AAAAAAAADFg/tjuINolxiGU/s1600/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just have to make myself clear that above pictures do not have a hint of silliness in them. but since i always look silly wearing a hat, it wont matter whatever hat i'll wear cause i'll still look silly, anyway :) i might as well put this feathered friend on my head (alive and unscathed, not dead, of course :)). (last picture is mine :) &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://jolen.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYUc_c0I/AAAAAAAADFg/tjuINolxiGU/s1600/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406976390744470338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwYUc_c0I/AAAAAAAADFg/tjuINolxiGU/s200/IMG_2044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7033543685907316551?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7033543685907316551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7033543685907316551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7033543685907316551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7033543685907316551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/silly-me.html' title='silly me'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwlwX4Vi_hI/AAAAAAAADFQ/43uv7Sumiek/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-2675156971852399495</id><published>2009-11-23T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:33:29.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kutsero'/><title type='text'>kuwentong kalye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swlo1sPB6jI/AAAAAAAADFA/Z37_pz-jBu0/s1600/IMG_2563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406968099251546674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swlo1sPB6jI/AAAAAAAADFA/Z37_pz-jBu0/s200/IMG_2563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nope, she's not at a park. she's kind of living in a spare lot by an intersection. cute noh, looks like she's having a picnic everyday :) she saw me taking this shot that's why she looked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swlo2MvqOrI/AAAAAAAADFI/c-NTlLnVY7w/s1600/IMG_2564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406968107978341042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swlo2MvqOrI/AAAAAAAADFI/c-NTlLnVY7w/s200/IMG_2564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this is just one of those walking billboard ads. hehe saw them a couple of weeks ago, kaya lang i was inside a cab so i wasn't able to take a shot. naaliw ako when i saw them. they usually go in tandem and nakatalikod sa street so that passers-by and commuters can see their ads. sabi ni jason at night, may ilaw pa talaga ang ads nila. this was in ortigas, i don't know if me ganito na rin sa makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-2675156971852399495?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/2675156971852399495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=2675156971852399495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2675156971852399495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/2675156971852399495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/kuwentong-kalye.html' title='kuwentong kalye'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/Swlo1sPB6jI/AAAAAAAADFA/Z37_pz-jBu0/s72-c/IMG_2563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-7017656175555012737</id><published>2009-11-21T10:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:34:25.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senti'/><title type='text'>i feel good</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.&lt;br /&gt;~ Hervey Allen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo! i'm at the prime of my life heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i think i have successfully changed my blogger's skin? what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-7017656175555012737?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/7017656175555012737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=7017656175555012737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7017656175555012737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/7017656175555012737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-good.html' title='i feel good'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-6549267646424340529</id><published>2009-11-18T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:55:33.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>change skin</title><content type='html'>i'd like to change my template... hope i'll not scratch off my blog by doing so hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-6549267646424340529?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/6549267646424340529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=6549267646424340529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6549267646424340529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/6549267646424340529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/change-skin.html' title='change skin'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4944755784872578033</id><published>2009-11-17T16:17:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:32:37.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>bohol - day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJfGQpKyTI/AAAAAAAADDo/mQ5Pm8P5SHY/s1600/b-d6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404987063949510962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJfGQpKyTI/AAAAAAAADDo/mQ5Pm8P5SHY/s200/b-d6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nov 11.&lt;/strong&gt; our flight is 1030am. medyo inagahan pa rin namin ang gising, para naman makapag swim and play pa si aquim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were having breakfast, aquim was busy playing on the sand by himself. tapos me lumapit sa kanyang sexy girl na naka two-piece! whoa! nagpapicture pa sa kanya. sayang nga di ko sila napicture-an eh. as usual, mas gusto ko kumain kesa magpicture. hehehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJeyUsWZII/AAAAAAAADDI/b8Y3a8SK_-g/s1600/b-d7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404986721439212674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJeyUsWZII/AAAAAAAADDI/b8Y3a8SK_-g/s200/b-d7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;habang nag re-ready na ang mga lolo at lola, kami ni aquim at todo swim pa rin. sinulit talaga. ayaw pa nga ni aquim umahon sa sea. sabi ko na lang sa swimming pool naman kami. si daddy naman, nagpicture-picture ng resort. nung nasa swimming pool na kami, paiyakan din para umahon si aquim. hahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJey9G7AQI/AAAAAAAADDY/LuSHeYC7JBU/s1600/b-d9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404986732288082178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJey9G7AQI/AAAAAAAADDY/LuSHeYC7JBU/s200/b-d9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kakaswim namin, yung sundo namin 3 beses na kami tinatawag, kami di pa rin ready para umalis. haha anyways, di naman kami nalate sa flight. as usual tulog uli si aquim pabalik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa house na kami naglunch. after which, nagligpit ng gamit, no time to rest kasi wala kaming yaya! tomorrow, back to reality na. back to office work at ipon uli para sa susunod na adventure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJezFp0dfI/AAAAAAAADDg/GfgiOqp3n1I/s1600/b-d10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404986734581937650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJezFp0dfI/AAAAAAAADDg/GfgiOqp3n1I/s200/b-d10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;visit our &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;family site&lt;/a&gt; and click the &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/bohol2009"&gt;bohol 2009 page&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/895260955416745931-4944755784872578033?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4944755784872578033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4944755784872578033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4944755784872578033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4944755784872578033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohol-day-4.html' title='bohol - day 4'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJfGQpKyTI/AAAAAAAADDo/mQ5Pm8P5SHY/s72-c/b-d6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-4638400271362127797</id><published>2009-11-17T15:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:33:37.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>bohol - day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaJyo4HRI/AAAAAAAADCY/M1ukj5XeeoM/s1600/b-d1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404981627056561426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaJyo4HRI/AAAAAAAADCY/M1ukj5XeeoM/s200/b-d1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nov 10. &lt;/strong&gt;we woke up a bit earlier nonetheless super excited this day. we are going to see dolphins today, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as the sun is rising, we were already at the shore waiting for our bankero. we had asked the resort to packed our breakfast so that we can eat them at the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinakabahan kaya ako habang nagbabyahe. silently i was praying na sana, okay ang panahon at di magbago at okay ang dagat. okay ang banka. bonus na lang na makakita ng dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time kaya ng aking anak na makasakay ng banka, at malalim ang dagat ha. when we sailed, i immediately asked aquim to put on his vest. hahaha kaya lang nairita at parang nasasakal siya kaya pinatanggal din. kaya naman todo-todo ang dasal ko. isang oras ding byahe yun noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKFGr6pI/AAAAAAAADCg/Ufvg1HU6Kvw/s1600/b-d2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404981632013429394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKFGr6pI/AAAAAAAADCg/Ufvg1HU6Kvw/s200/b-d2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pinagbigyan naman kami ni papa jesus. okay ang panahon at nakakita kami ng dolphin. medyo marami rami na ring banka ang nag aabang ng dolphins pero we are so lucky kasi sa pwesto namin sila unang lumabas. we had a headstart against the other groups. nung nagkakumpulan na yung ibang banca, nahiya na ang mga dolphins. hayyy.. happy. wish pwedeng magswim with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the dolphin watching near the balicasag island. but according to the locals there, mas marami and mas friendly ang dolphins sa pamilacan. oh well, next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKYPP1rI/AAAAAAAADCo/3pyDbjDjrNk/s1600/b-d3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404981637149611698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKYPP1rI/AAAAAAAADCo/3pyDbjDjrNk/s200/b-d3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after which, we decided to go to the fish sanctuary sa balicasag island nga. although hinde ganon kalalim, plenty talaga ang fishes! walang binatbat yung fishes sa batangas (san juan) nun nagsnorkle kami dun. dito, the fishes really swim with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since hinde pa marunong si aquim magsnorkle, nagpakain na lang siya ng fishes. hinde naman siya natatakot na makagat ng fish. ako nga nagugulat pa rin pag biglang kinukuha ng fishes yung sky flakes, siya carry lang. at mas matapang pa siya sa lola nya na hinde talaga nagsnorkle. ang lolo nya ay enjoy na enjoy talaga sa mga dagat. kami ni daddy ay salitan sa pag aalaga ka aquim. although yung guide namin offered us na sila na magtingin ke aquim while we enjoy the sea and the fishes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKihP94I/AAAAAAAADCw/F4lLHd8S-XY/s1600/b-d4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404981639909472130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKihP94I/AAAAAAAADCw/F4lLHd8S-XY/s200/b-d4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nakakatuwa nga naman kasi. nakita ko si nemo at si dory. at pati ang mga anemone. na nagtatago pag hinahawakan mo sila. si manong guide, gustong gusto akong dalhin dun sa cliff na biglang magiging 100ft deep kasi mas magaganda raw ang fishes dun at mas malalaki. sabi ko ayaw ko nga. dito na lang, kahit maliet lang, enjoy na ko. hahah katakot eh noh. sabi kaya sa akin ni aquim, mommy, water lang yan. wah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before 12 noon we headed back to the resort at dun na kami nananghalian at nagtulog. haha kami lang pala ni jason ang nagtulog. aquim contented himself playing at the sand. hukay ng hukay. si lolo at lola nya, binabantayan siya. ang salbahe kong anak, magigising na lang ako kasi binabato ako ng sand! kahit sawayin mo babatuhin ka parin. hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakahiya nga kasi ang mga katabi namin na nakahiga ay mga foreigner at nagbabasa ng books or natutulog talaga. trying to find quiet and peace ba. tapos maririnig nila ang sigaw ko "AQUIM!" wahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKwvsF3I/AAAAAAAADC4/z1mRjqU02a0/s1600/b-d5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404981643728131954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaKwvsF3I/AAAAAAAADC4/z1mRjqU02a0/s200/b-d5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also did try the swimming pool. parang today lang kasi talaga namin maeenjoy ang resort. anyway, it was a tiring but enjoyable day. kaya as usual, we had our early dinner and off we go to bed. we also watched our pictures and videos of the dolphin before dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit our &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;family site&lt;/a&gt; and click the &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/bohol2009"&gt;bohol page&lt;/a&gt; for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-4638400271362127797?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/4638400271362127797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=4638400271362127797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4638400271362127797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/4638400271362127797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohol-day-3.html' title='bohol - day 3'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwJaJyo4HRI/AAAAAAAADCY/M1ukj5XeeoM/s72-c/b-d1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1532494643709656881</id><published>2009-11-16T03:28:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:37:21.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>bohol - day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nov 9. &lt;/strong&gt;kahit na medyo pagod kami kahapon, we still woke up early (6am) dahil today is our country side tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had breakfast at around 7am. bread with butter and marmalade, scrambled eggs, longganisa, water melon, pineapple, garlic rice, daing na bangus, sotanghon, coffee and iced tea. after that, we briefly strolled along the shoreline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY1uziyXI/AAAAAAAADBI/_A-D8jRmZFg/s1600-h/IMG_2125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417232965126514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY1uziyXI/AAAAAAAADBI/_A-D8jRmZFg/s200/IMG_2125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by 8am, we got ready cause we will be fetched by our tour guide by 9am. at exactly 9am, andiyan na nga si gwen at kuya p. nakalabas kami ng room namin ng mga 920.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first stop was the blood compact shrine. bronze statues of conquistador legaspi and sikatuna. the other one is the priest and the 2 others are soldiers. si aquim natakot naman sa mga statue. pag naman namamasyal kami panay hanap sa statues. ayan pilit kinukuha ang sword ni sikatuna, ang dialog: di makuha ang sword. ang tigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY19qA1GI/AAAAAAAADBQ/9RyAeEjw8nU/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417236951684194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY19qA1GI/AAAAAAAADBQ/9RyAeEjw8nU/s200/IMG_2142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next on the list: chocolate hills. according to gwen, dati raw, carmen hills ang tawag dito. because, they were mainly located on the town of carmen. mainly, kasi there are 2 other towns na me choco hills, madami lang talaga sa carmen. but when an american tourist first saw the hills, he called them chocolate hills because they resemble the kisses, and it stuck since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since rainy season, hinde sila kulay chocolate, mint covered sila, kasi maraming grass. nagiging chocolate colored sila tuwing summer kasi tuyo ang mga grass or walang grass at all. ang choco hills ay di talaga soil or lupa. they were a mixture of limestones and sea bed. apparently, submerged daw dati ang buong isla ng panglaw as in seabed sila. kaso since may mga earthquakes na nangyari, ayan umusbong sila. siguro ganon nga kasi i noticed na halos buong land area puro parang mga corals ang bato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the folk stories about the chocolate hills:&lt;br /&gt;- teardrops of a giant who were not loved back by his beloved mortal.&lt;br /&gt;- pupu of giant carabaos.&lt;br /&gt;- stones thrown by a giant from cebu to a giant from bohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2I6Zk-I/AAAAAAAADBY/zyeJ4JmcSVM/s1600-h/IMG_2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417239973204962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2I6Zk-I/AAAAAAAADBY/zyeJ4JmcSVM/s200/IMG_2179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;next stop: butterfly sanctuary. we revisit our 5th grade lessons. ipinakita ang life cycle ng butterfly. inexplain ang difference ng mariposa (which is actually a moth) at butterfly. pati na rin difference ng caterpillars nila. ayan ang caterpillar ng butterfly. hinde sila makati, di mabalahibo, parang rubber pero nakakakiliti pa rin sa kamay. obviously, ako ang pinakatakot na hawakan sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, the actual butterfly. this butterfly only lasts 21 days. the other colorful ones , around 3 months, if i remember it right. kuya let us smell this male butterfly's pheromones. at ang bango, amoy vanilla! btw, inulan din kami dito. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2abG0II/AAAAAAAADBg/Ryh0qmtoK7Q/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417244673790082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2abG0II/AAAAAAAADBg/Ryh0qmtoK7Q/s200/IMG_2209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magaling ang tour guide namin, pleasant. magalang. hinde masiyadong madaldal, hinde rin tahimik. informative rin ang mga sinasabi at may sense. sayang we didnt have a picture with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next: man made forest. these are mahogany trees planted more than 50 years ago. ang dami noh? they didnt grow wide because magkakatabi sila masiyado, instead they grew tall. ito daw ang ginagamit sa poste ng meralco. pero not the trees from here kasi bawal magputol. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2theI5I/AAAAAAAADBo/03gjGoIGr14/s1600-h/IMG_2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417249800758162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY2theI5I/AAAAAAAADBo/03gjGoIGr14/s200/IMG_2237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our buffet lunch at the loboc river, a top the banca. there were grilled tuna, pork bbq, hilabos na hipon, langkang gulay, sea grass (?), pansit, rice, fried chicken, pinakbet, watermelon, pineapple, puto, suman. si aquim buti na lang nagustuhan ang suman. of course, umulan rin dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap mag cruise. malamig. and anglinis ng tubig nila. we even saw a couple of blue birds. flying freely. sa cage lang ako nakakita ng mga colorful birds. dito naglilipad talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZNsPiPEI/AAAAAAAADB4/GE2nRywtVk4/s1600-h/IMG_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZNZxJQHI/AAAAAAAADBw/l_SMfZxOzuI/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417639634780274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZNZxJQHI/AAAAAAAADBw/l_SMfZxOzuI/s200/IMG_2257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;highlight was this singing and dancing group. we stopped by at them and puwede daw bumaba para magpapicture and to sing and dance with them. hahah, ang anak ko (at ang stagedad), ayan. galing kaya ni aquim parang marunong talaga mag guitar. we ended up buying the ukelele (php350). sinulit ang guitar, sumama pa sa 2-man band. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are 5-10 yr. old tarsiers. oo matanda na sila, muka lang bata. ang baby tarsiers, newborn, is about the size of the thumb lang daw. and may-july ang birth season. cute nila kaya. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZPkNEshI/AAAAAAAADCA/ds8WoQhIMiU/s1600-h/IMG_2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417676796015122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZPkNEshI/AAAAAAAADCA/ds8WoQhIMiU/s200/IMG_2298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gustong gustong hawakan ni aquim at ni lolo. buti na lang pag medyo hahawakan na ni aquim nakikita namin at napipigilan hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biggest philippine python in captivity,si prony. grabe, ang laki nya talaga. 32in ang biggest circumference ng body? 26 ft long. 60kgs pig ang meal once a month. or 2 goats. taba. takot na takot ako ng magpapicture. sa taba nito, jusko, pag nilingkis ako, patay talaga ako agad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZPz2VqcI/AAAAAAAADCI/AcRJ5ouHAyI/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417680995625410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZPz2VqcI/AAAAAAAADCI/AcRJ5ouHAyI/s200/IMG_2340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baclayon church, oldest church in the region. 2nd oldest in the philippines. marami pa silang old church kaso di namin napicture kasi di kami nakababa ng car :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought pasalubongs along the way na rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namiss namin ang beach so pagdating namin, naglakad kami agad sa shoreline. hehehe... me nakita pa kami seacucumber. since padilim na, hinde na napicture. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZQKVDsvI/AAAAAAAADCQ/aHVUxP0wXos/s1600-h/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404417687030051570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBZQKVDsvI/AAAAAAAADCQ/aHVUxP0wXos/s200/IMG_2351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at 630 again. chopsuey again, fried lapulapu, adobong pusit, halohalo, iced tea, mango shke, pineapple shake, spag bolognese with garlic bread. tiring but fun, awesome, exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, island hopping, dolphin watching and snorkleing. hopes the weather (and the dolphin) cooperate with us. if not, panglao tour na lang kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more of our pics, please go to &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;our shutterfly&lt;/a&gt; account and view the &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/bohol2009"&gt;bohol 2009&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-1532494643709656881?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1532494643709656881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1532494643709656881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1532494643709656881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1532494643709656881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohol-day-2.html' title='bohol - day 2'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBY1uziyXI/AAAAAAAADBI/_A-D8jRmZFg/s72-c/IMG_2125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-895260955416745931.post-1162383390865432523</id><published>2009-11-16T02:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:41:29.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>bohol - day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nov 8. &lt;/strong&gt;woke up at 430am, we got ready and off we go to terminal 3 to catch our 830 flight. we immediately checked our bags in and ate breakfast at the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMezuNaI/AAAAAAAADAI/Rct3Ygk_4Vo/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411026738132386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMezuNaI/AAAAAAAADAI/Rct3Ygk_4Vo/s200/IMG_2042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMezuNaI/AAAAAAAADAI/Rct3Ygk_4Vo/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;30 minutes before our flight, we went to our boarding gate. but apparently, our flight was delayed. we just whiled our time: sleeping, watching the airplanes or just fooling around. nangingibabaw kaya ang boses ni aquim kakatawa while we were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMvhpP1I/AAAAAAAADAQ/wG20UC3OjSM/s1600-h/IMG_2050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411031225712466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMvhpP1I/AAAAAAAADAQ/wG20UC3OjSM/s200/IMG_2050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i thought, sa ground kami dadaan at magstairs papanik ng airplane. hinde pala, meron din palang pasukan na parang tunnel. as soon as aquim stepped inside the aquim, he kept on asking us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asan ang driver ng airplane? asan? he even asked the stewardess: asan ang driver ng airplane? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuwang tuwa ng makakita ng mga clouds. kaso, i dont know kung nahilo or what, because ang kasama nyang first timer sa airplane, ang lola nya, ay nahilo sa pag take off at pag andar ng plane, ayan nakatulog 15 minutes before landing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahilo man ang parehong first timer, nag enjoy naman sa mga clouds. kahit si lola nya, parang mga mountains daw ang clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us boarding off the plane. this time, sa ground na kami dumaan. obviously, bitin sa tulog si aquim. our car service fetched us. malamig na crosswind ba yun? or revo. magalang ang driver at pahinante. makuwento rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTM_WahpI/AAAAAAAADAY/4JPWWtbW82M/s1600-h/IMG_2062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411035473577618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTM_WahpI/AAAAAAAADAY/4JPWWtbW82M/s200/IMG_2062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we reach the resort, dumaluan beach resort (2), ayan super enjoy sa sand. nagplay na sa sand kahit na hinde pa nakakapagpalit ng damit. we came in the hotel just after lunch time. so we had our lunch first of chopsuey, calamares, fried chicken, crab and corn soup. all of which, hinde gusto ni aquim. kumain lang siya ng konting chicken. ang hirap talaga pakainin. anyway, we caught this hermit crab before kami kumain and he was playing with it all throughout our lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTNO1aYFI/AAAAAAAADAg/NTwNctp-BLE/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411039630123090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTNO1aYFI/AAAAAAAADAg/NTwNctp-BLE/s200/IMG_2066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTea2xCGI/AAAAAAAADAw/ok59tOQ3kk4/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411334914803810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTea2xCGI/AAAAAAAADAw/ok59tOQ3kk4/s200/IMG_2081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we changed into our swimming attire, thinking we can swim right away. but ang inet ng araw so we decided to just play with the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what are these pupu like sand formation on the beach. ang dami kaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTNUY5cZI/AAAAAAAADAo/yxWrCWbjvjQ/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411041121137042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTNUY5cZI/AAAAAAAADAo/yxWrCWbjvjQ/s200/IMG_2079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;here's us enjoying the sand, especially aquim. hinde mo talaga maistorbo. play ng play sa sand. busyng busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTen42N_I/AAAAAAAADA4/W0SCznWzRKg/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411338413193202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTen42N_I/AAAAAAAADA4/W0SCznWzRKg/s200/IMG_2092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally, we decided kaya na namin ang sun rays, we decided to take the plunge! aquim enjoying the sea for the first time. natuwa naman siya, in fairness. kaya lang, medyo maraming waves at sunod sunod at medyo malalakas. isang hampas ng alon, na nakaupo siya, hahaha salpok sa face nya ang sea water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakalulon ng tubig, masuka suka sa alat. hahaha pero sige enjoy pa rin siya. play uli. kaya lang medyo natatakot na siya sa waves. pag nararamdaman nya na parang tinatangay siya ng wave, nagpapakarga sa lolo nya. tapos siya rin ang nag sasabi na , "water lang yan diba?", so magpapababa uli. hehehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTe0-NBuI/AAAAAAAADBA/HxD53B4FKL4/s1600-h/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404411341925320418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTe0-NBuI/AAAAAAAADBA/HxD53B4FKL4/s200/IMG_2108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 beses kaya siyang natangay ng wave at padapang napasubsob sa water. hahaha. as in plakda. nakaka awa pero part of growing up. part of growing up ha, pero nainis ako sa daddy nya kasi feeling ko malulunod naman ang anak ko noh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandali lang kami sa water, kasi feeling ko magiginaw na si aquim. hapon naman na kasi, mga 4 na siguro yun. umahon na kami at nagbanlaw lang konti sa swimming pool. tanggal ang sipon ni aquim sa sea water. tulo talaga lahat. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 630-7, after we have bathed and changed our clothes, we had our dinner: no picture this time kasi while aquim is eating his dinner, nakatulog na! hahaha so salitan na lang kami sa pagkain. anyways, our dinner was chop suey again (request ni tatay), inihaw na liempo at fried beef. while aquim had carbonara with garlic bread. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for more of our pics, please go to &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/"&gt;our shutterfly&lt;/a&gt; account and view the &lt;a href="http://jolen.shutterfly.com/bohol2009"&gt;bohol 2009&lt;/a&gt; page. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/895260955416745931-1162383390865432523?l=jokoleleng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/feeds/1162383390865432523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=895260955416745931&amp;postID=1162383390865432523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1162383390865432523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/895260955416745931/posts/default/1162383390865432523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokoleleng.blogspot.com/2009/11/bohol-day-1.html' title='bohol - day 1'/><author><name>jolen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08806705420199422741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/THTCnzNAivI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81s5RxiDK3U/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX7XLBPftn0/SwBTMezuNaI/AAAAAAAADAI/Rct3Ygk_4Vo/s72-c/IMG_2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
