tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8385660424543362452024-03-12T22:24:03.772-07:00No hype, No Pretense,Just Me!If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light.chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-79109185838212007402009-05-15T07:06:00.000-07:002009-05-15T07:08:04.604-07:00The Libra Man<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">The LIBRA Man</span><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://api.ning.com/files/PvqeQSI15dXfuoUWIFFE80xjiBjIYmMak1g0kuoz3A-ixsAYb1B3MN9GOBSYu6c*GYJDmKpFqDF6CdexavgcuqoCLaVwyaZn/libra.jpg" alt="" width="97" height="100" /></p><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">"In my youth," said his Father, "I took to the law. And argued each case with my wife;</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw, Has lasted the rest of my life."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">You'll get plenty of free advice from this man. Hell have the perfect solution to all your problems and an answer for every question you ask. But there's no use expecting him to be the answer to all your girlish dreams. He'll change some of them and argue with others. A Libra male can be as cranky as a crocodile with poison ivy, and his habit of rationalizing everything, including love, will drive you to frenzy-or leave you limp with defeat.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Still, I must warn you that once you're caught and enmeshed in the Libran charm, it won't be easy to break away. Trying to escape from a bear trap is a cinch, compared to liberating yourself from a Libran man. If you try to run, he'll persuade you to stay with such logical, intelligent arguments you couldn't hope to top them unless you graduated from Harvard Law School. In addition to using his unmatched reasoning powers on you, he'll turn so sweet and gentle you'll forget the frustrating inconsistencies of his nature that upset you before. Then he'll smile at you and something will happen inside. Your heart will turn over.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">From that moment on, the battle will be lost. His dreams will be your dreams, and nothing will matter so much as making him happy. You'll seek that smile and need it to survive the way a thirsty traveler needs water. Only a really hard-hearted Hannah could resist a Libran smile, and she'd have to summon all her determination to avoid being magnetized by its purity. The Libran charm is not like the hypnotic persuasion of the Scorpio. The attraction of Libra is logicul and real, not supernatural in any sense. There's no black magic about it, just common sense submission to his heavenly aura.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">On the other hand, to use his favorite catch phrase, there will be times when those Libra scales dip back and forth with crazy contradiction. You'll have to shout at him, push him into the lake, or stand on your head to get his attention and force him to make a move. Don't be so naive as to think love will be smooth and eternally tranquil, even if he is ruled by Venus. If you're up on your Roman mythology, you're aware that Venus had her off days. Still, when the scales balance, life with Libra can be as intoxicating as a goblet of golden ambrosia, with lots of laughs and a casual freedom known only to the gods who cavort on Olympus.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Making up his mind is a chore no less strenuous to the average Libran male than taming a wild buffalo, and once he's made it up, he's liable to change it with no warning if he suspects he's made a mistake. There's a woman I know Who hoped to go into a business partnership with a Libran, and she learned the hard way about this legendary Libra idiosyncrasy. They had a breakfast appointment together one summer morning, and both of them were full of enthusiastic, optimistic plans for the future. After he dropped her off on the way to his office, she began to worry. His promises were almost too good to be true, so she phoned him, just to make sure she hadn't been dreaming. He was still excited, he repeated all his promises and ambitious plans, and they made a date to get together again the following week. Before they hung up, he guessed what was on her mind and reassured her. "By the way," he remarked, "I want to say something, since I won't see you again for a few days." He hesitated slightly (she missed that clue), then continued with conviction. "I wanted to tell you that, well-I guess what I wanted to say is don't worry. I won't change my mind. We'll go through with it, just the way we planned."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The next week, when he didn't call, she phoned him again. "Were you out of town?" she asked. "No," he said slowly. "I didn't call you because I wanted to think it over." A long pause. "I think I should try something with a smaller budget first. We'll get together on our project next spring. I promise. It's just that, well, I've decided it's best to wait until then, and put it on the shelf for a while, you know?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Filled with natural resentment and disappointment after such an unexpected letdown, she made a decision of her own. She would never speak to him again. The man was obviously undependable, untrustworthy and cruel, besides. A month later she passed him on the street, and he stopped to say hello. Caught off guard, she stammered an aloof, cool sentence or two of greeting, and instantly regretted that she hadn't cut him dead. Then he smiled. That did it. She was once more his strongest booster. He could do no wrong, even to her. To this day she defends him fiercely, and if she hears that one of his dreams got shattered, she has an illogical desire to help him pick up the pieces so he'll smile again.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Now, if that could occur when a woman is involved with a Libra man only in a business way, can you imagine your state of mind and your ability to insulate yourself if you should happen to fall in love with one of these impossible charmers? You simply can't be too careful. Steel yourself to turn your head when he smiles. Stuff cotton in your ears when he starts his convincing arguments in that smooth-as-silk voice that makes the back of your neck tingle.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The word love and the word Libra are practically synonymous. Libra invented romance, and refined it to an art with even more finesse than Leo, Scorpio and Taurus, which is saying a lot. The delicate strategies of Cupid are inbred Libran talents. He'll use every trick with casual ease and seldom fail to get the girl. However, once he gets her, he isn't always sure what to do with her. Having thoroughly charmed her into willing submission, he hesitates. Should he take advantage of her helpless state or should he propose marriage? Or both? Or neither? The mental struggle begins, and life in the garden of Eden with this particular Adam becomes' considerably less than ecstatic.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">He won't lose interest in the opposite sex until he's at least ninety. It may be purely an academic interest if he's happily married, but the subject will never bore him, even if he only speculates what it would be like to whirl each pretty girl he sees around an imaginary ballroom.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Since the art of love-making comes so easily-and shockingly early-to the Libra male, and since he almost always wears the crown of success on his romantic excursions into love's jungle, he gets tangled up with a lot of clinging vines. Libra hates to hurt anyone's feelings, though he remains blissfully unaware of the damage done when he's in an argumentative mood. He hates to say no, and seldom realizes that postponement is more unkind than an outright break of an affair which has no chance of happiness. In the opposite situation when the mutual feeling is as close to sublime as humans ever reach on this earth, the prolonged agony can be equally tortuous. Only an Aquarian can be more shy of making a drastic move in one direction or another. If he senses he's being unfair to someone in his own life, to you-or to someone in your recent romantic past-there will be no end to his painful indecision. Being unfair is, to him, a crime roughly on a level with murder. The reluctance to be cruel can push him into a mistaken proposal of marriage, predestined for the divorce courts •-or else his endless procrastination can cause him to miss (he love of his life. So you can see his attitude is a two-edged sword, which can either slice away true love or cut him a piece of indigestible matrimony. Tossing out false sentiment is the cure for both.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The tendency toward fickleness in Libra men can't be denied. They do tend to trifle, especially in youth. The natural Libra impulse is to to size up every third or fourth woman they come across, and weigh her possibilities of being the true soul mate. They often get friendship and love hopelessly confused. Surprisingly, it's not often that the Libran will suffer from a broken heart, for all his dabbling and experimenting. He can forget with insulting quickness, and be less apt than anyone, except perhaps a Gemini or Sagittarius male, to allow himself to regret the memory of unrequited love or a romance that was fated never to be. He may sustain a few bruised spots, but there will be no permanent damage, except in very unusual cases. Then the hurt can be devastating beyond imagination. But it happens so rarely you won't find many examples. It's easier to find a soft-hearted, guileless Libra man in the clutches of a passionately determined female who has made him feel that deserting her would be a sin second only to breaking all the ten commandments at once. Caught in such a net, he can be a pretty miserable prisoner of love. But both extremes are the exceptions, and most Libra men manage to keep free enough to enjoy romance to the fullest, without letting sentimental ties rope them in.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">He isn't too interested in rooting out your secrets. He may seem to be, at first glance, but take a second look. Often he misses what's going on two inches under his nose.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Everyone will notice what's happening but him. Though he'll argue until hell freezes over, his purpose is not to dig out personal motives, but to dwell on abstract theories so that he can reach a balanced judgment. His questions aren't aimed at uncovering anyone's hidden neurosis. He just wants to sort the facts and assemble them in the proper places. He'll discuss pros and cons with brilliant logic and astute rationalization, and his conclusion will usually be fair, accurate, sensible and practical. Not even Solomon in all his wisdom could top a typical Libran's final, balanced decision. But he doesn't have the inclination to figure the personal nuances or emotional tangles that lie just beneath the surface. The facts and the facts alone are sufficient. The Piscean, Scorpio or Aquarian's deep penetration of character would, to his mind, muddy the crystal-clear picture he seeks. He instinctively feels that such psychological examination is out of his line. It is.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">If you're extravagant, he'll simply deduce that you spend money like water; therefore you aren't a good credit risk. The fact that you seek emotional security by wasting cash isn't in his field. He's not your psychiatrist. If you're stingy, he's only interested in carefully examining your thrift to form an accurate appraisal of your customs. There's no desire to uncover your secret fear of losing your independence through poverty. Promiscuity will make him argue against its pitfalls; frigidity will, bring on even lengthier discussions about isolation from human companionship. But he'll avoid learning about the traumatic experiences that brought on the former, or the deep-seated feelings of inadequacy that triggered the latter. Libra is the judge. You'll see lots of judges handing down fair decisions, based on weighing the facts in the case, but you won't find many of them asking you why the color red makes you nervous, or sympathizing with your compulsion to lock your husband out because he wore those red-striped pajamas. Always remember that the Libran argues with only an abstract curiosity. He appears to be a prober, but he's not. Nor is he as nosy and gossipy as he seems to be. It's like breaking the seal of the confessional to pry a secret given in confidence from the typical Libran.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">All this makes him terribly trustworthy, but a little hard on your feelings. You can confide in him with faith. But you'll suffer when he misses sensing your innermost needs. He wants to please you, but there's seldom enough under-standing of your silent hopes to satisfy all your longings (unless there's a water sign on the ascendant, or the Moon is in a water sign). Just because he's an expert lover technically doesn't make him the soul of empathy in relation to your moods. He has enough trouble coping with his own. Nothing can be more irritating than when you rush to him with a story about how someone has hurt you deeply. You seek sympathy, and what do you get? His first question will be, "What did you do to him (or her)?" Then he'll point out where you were just as much in the wrong, until you could scream with unsatisfied indignation. Go ahead and scream, he still won't take sides if he thinks you've been unfair, and the emotional implications will escape him.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Trouble invariably arises from this Libran lack of awareness of the partner's need to be understood in depth. It may seem unbelievable that he can be so intuitive about the abstract, so brilliantly logical in deduction, so capable of clear, open-minded and open-eyed deliberation, and still be so aggravatingly obtuse about what makes you ache or thrill inside. But it's one of those inconsistencies you have to live with, if you live with a Libran. His gentleness and that smile, of course, make it easier to bear.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">Unless there are financial afflictions in his natal chart, he won't be tight with the budget. On the contrary, the typical Libran has a rather lavish hand with cash. He believes in spending it on objects or activities that bring beauty or happiness. Be prepared to be a good hostess, because his home will be a regular hospitality center at most any hour of the day or night (except during those times when he's resting and won't take kindly to being disturbed by doorbells, telephones or people). Don't drag him to crowded places where he's forced to feel the press of flesh and where the noise offends his sense of harmony. Crowds of strangers affect his inner equilibrium. All Librans have an instinctive distaste for physical contact with masses of humanity. His social life will be generously sprinkled with intelligent, sparkling people, but when the group expands to over a couple of dozen warm bodies, he'll Struggle for air. A Libra man can suddenly leave you alone in a crowded theater with no explanation. He doesn't hate you. He was just overcome with claustrophobia, a typical Ubran affliction.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The fastest road to the disinterest that leads to divorce Ffs a disorderly home. Keep the radio and TV sets toned down, and don't let the odor of cooking penetrate hia sensitive nostrils. If you must make onion soup and garlic bread, spray pine-scented deodorant around until the house smells like the great northern woods. A wife who serves a Libran husband bread right out of the wrapper, makes him use paper towels for napkins and leaves the milk bottle or cereal box out where he can see them is beaded for the life of a not-so-gay divorcee sooner than she may think. Hanging stockings across the shower rod is out. Forgetting to dust or make the beds can keep him in a constant state of emotional discord. Hell retreat from the disharmony with longer and longer naps and more and more nights out alone, and eventually, there will be no communication. He may be as sloppy as six pigs himself, but he'll expect you to pick up his socks and fold the papers be scatters on the floor. If the chartreuse draperies clash with a maroon rug, he can pout for years, and you'll never know why. Better keep the decor pastel. With the typical Libran kindness, he may not complain, but his secretary and her exquisite taste may look more attractive to him every day.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The Libra male hates confusion, and he really needs harmony to remain stable. His home must be a beautiful, quiet oasis from the jangling discord of the outside world, or those scales may remain permanently out of balance. Since he seldom probes motives, you'll have to be smart enough to guess why he's never home or why he sleeps all the time when he is. Remember that he's weak on introspection, so you must be the analyst. He'll never suspect his unhappiness stems from seeing you covered with cold cream and the youngsters covered with jelly. He may not realize he hates the orange shower curtain or that the lithograph of George Washington crossing the Delaware which hangs over the mantle goes against his artistic grain. He won't quite understand why he keeps forgetting to kiss you goodnight and good morning, but his logical mind will tell him something is off balance, and he'll suffer from it more than he lets on. Pick up the papers and toys, spruce, Up the house, dab on your best perfume, take the curlers out of your hair, turn down the television, buy some heavenly blue shower curtains and get a good Degas print to replace George over the mantle. You'll wake up some morning and find you're married to a completely new man With a totally changed attitude.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">The children will always benefit from his sense of fairness. He'll make sure the biggest youngsters don't take advantage of the baby, or the youngest doesn't break the oldest's bicycle spokes. Libran fathers will exercise discipline with quiet authority, and they'll try to give a logical reason for punishment, which will seldom be administered in anger. Like you, the children will melt under his charm; and like you, they'll also chafe under his constant debating and challenging. Strangely, a Libra man usually doesn't look forward enthusiastically to the birth of children. But after they arrive, he weighs the advantage of their love against loneliness, plunges into fatherhood with a sincere desire to enjoy it, and normally ends up as a doting parent. However, he'll never allow parental affection to replace his romantic feelings for you. With typical Librans of both sexes, the mate comes first, offspring second. You needn't fear that his love for you will decrease as the family increases-assuming, of course, you got rid of those chartreuse draperies or the maroon rug, one or the other- and that the dirty dishes don't continually pile up in the sink.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;">One final word of advice. If you're in love with a Libra man, and you're sure it's meant to be, go right ahead and propose whatever it is you want to propose, up to and including marriage. Hell be relieved that you took the initiative. But watch out for that perverse streak-which causes him to let you decide, and then when it doesn't work out, cheerfully point out that "You made the decision. I didn't." Make sure you know what you're doing, or you'll never hear the end of it. There's only one way to even the score with him. Say "Yes, I decided. If I had left it up to you, we'd still be standing under that lamppost in the rain saying 'I love you,' and we'd both have caught pneumonia." He'll argue with you, naturally, but just before or after you bounce the teapot off his head, he'll accidentally smile, and there you'll be-standing under that lamppost in the rain again, saying "I love you," once more. I believe this is where I came in.</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-15996977117779062112009-05-13T05:50:00.000-07:002009-05-13T06:40:30.781-07:00Crazy Little Thing Called Love<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Crazy Little Thing Called Love</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">" To describe love is very difficult, for the same reason that words cannot fully describe the flavor of an orange. You have to taste the fruit to know its flavor. So with love."<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">As they always say love is the most powerful yet whimsical feeling that God has given to his mankind. it's mysterious, magical, complex, difficult, imaginary, thought-provoking, inspirational, intuitional, joyous, immeasurable, ecstasy, and undefinable that can tear you apart and make you lose your normal state of mind or just being caught by your own delusions but why in spite of the pain people still choose to be in love?uhhmmm simply because we love the feeling of getting hurt or maybe Love itself is a universal experience. Yet, every individual occurrence - while perhaps bound by a common thread - seems absolutely unique. Love is what love is! To everyone it expresses itself differently. In that way we find real love. Logic says everything in this world has a cause and effect. True Love is the only feeling which is its own cause and its own effect. It is something illogical and yet above all logic.I few months ago i spoke to my friends and asked them to define love but i got no response from them instead they just laugh at me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">From the way i see it this is how many people approach a relationship. Consciously or unconsciously, they believe love is a sensation based on physical and emotional attraction that magically, spontaneously generates when Mr. or Ms. Right appears. And just as easily, it can spontaneously degenerate when the magic "just isn't there" anymore. You fall in love, and you can fall out of it. but actually they didn't know that love is embracing differences and discovering ways in which to build a common lifestyle, share decision-making and taking equal responsibility for the results. It looked past imperfections in your partner and seeing the beautiful person inside. True love seeks the happiness and well being of your partner. Love expresses itself in the mutual respect you demonstrate to your partner.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">One must understand whether "what is love" can be a question which can be answered? Love cannot be a question. For, if it is a question then an answer should be there. If the answer is there, where is it? This question is ancient and an answer should have been found by now! If the answer has been found, the question would have disappeared.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">But the question still remains, meaning the answer has not been found. If it has not been found as yet, then what is the certainty that it will be found? Maybe the mind can never find the answer! A single answer, which will please all minds, is not possible for each mind has its own ideas of love. Hence a universal answer is an illusion.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Individual answers are there for love and for this very reason there are arguments about love for each mind will contradict the answer of another mind. This contradiction is normal for each mind lives in a different point in time. Hence "what is love" is an illusionary question, which has no answer!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;">But perhaps. . . Love just Is. While in its allness and in its nothingness, all we need to do is simply let it be.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;">Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. - 1 Corinthians 13:5-7</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-70187638238626439182009-05-08T08:58:00.000-07:002009-05-08T09:00:39.742-07:00MAYBE THIS TIME<span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;">MAYBE THIS TIME</span><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://api.ning.com/files/v*znw5va9RnobDx03RhyVrUHqoFlbvwW-ixBY7FhMnlRDuxkfdf1bnOVGiKpviwm4ZXyNoROlyaZzsRL7tAYEYbYRQNxaE8T/dawson.jpg" alt="" width="130" height="118" /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;"><i>After the sudden flow of sad memories from the past he found himself leaving the place, the place where i knew that there is always love, a place where i found real happiness... my lovely Xena, but then i have to move on and start with a brand new life...</i></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">KKKKKKKRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Garret woke up from the noise being created by his alarm clock. It's 5:30 and it has been his daily routine to wake up that early for his job oblige him to do so. He is now the supervisor of one of the Top Call Centers in the country, with his high class performance that he had shown during the past years, no doubt that he landed on the position that soon. He goes straight to the bathroom and starts his shower.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Two years had past and now he is totally healed from pain caused by the sudden death of Xena, his Girlfriend. It was actually no jokes what he was goin through that two years, he mourned a lot and at night he just find himself sobbing but thru the help of his friends Garrett regained his strength and confidence again.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">He stepped out from the bathroom and headed towards to his closet. A lot of things has change since the death of Xena, even his fashion sense. If before he wasn't more particular with what he was wearing, now he is way too cool from before. His change of image helps him to have the enigmatic charisma that no one can resist. He worked out a lot to have the kind of body he wanted. He could still barely remember his friends teasing him Payatot and that irritates him and gives him the courage to develop his body from payatot to a hot one.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">After picking his clothes, Garret hurried up to the kitchen and have his breakfast. At exactly 7 sharp he leave the house and goes to work. He is required to work 12 hours a day but he never complain about his schedule after all, his hard worked has been paid when the big boss gave him the supervisor position...On his way to work he accidentally bump in to this lady.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">ouchhhhh....the lady said. will you please look your way mr. you are giving me headache. look what you've done?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Garrett just look at the young lady trying to find some words to say.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">What now?are you just goin to look at me like that?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">a iii''''mmmmm so ooo ooorrry miss, I didn't mean to ruin your day . Is there anything I can do to pay the damage i have caused you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Is that it? Is that all you are goin to say? ggggrrrrrrrrrrrrr...Get lost bastard. and the lady started to walk away.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Garrett followed her with a look until she dissappear from his sight. whoaaa she was so damn beautiful! he looked up his watch..holy shit i am late for work.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">He can't seem to concentrate with his work, the lady that he met this morning keep coming back to his head...her angelic face keep flashing thru his head while they were having that moment. His lfow of thoughts interrupted when his friend Sean bumped into him.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Hey dude what's up with you right there? Sean Started.We are planning to go out tonight i'd suggest that it would be better if you could come and spend some time with the group. C'mon give yourself a fucking break bro.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">He just laugh at it. I have some crumping to rush but i'd still try to make it there later. don't worry.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Don't try instead do it...c'mon workaholic dude. I'll introduce you to my cousin i'm sure you'll definitely like her.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">ok ok u win..now kick your ass right there and see you later. Sean walk out from his sight and he continue with what he is doing. After work he finally decided to join the group with thier usual routine though lately due to his promotion he seldom go out with his buddies.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">On a far sight before he gets closer to his friends he was freeze for a moment when he saw the woman that he had argued with this morning..What is she doing here? Garrett asked himself. He close his eyes and open it again to see if he is not dreaming. When he is about to walk out Mark saw him.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Hey Garrett where you goin? come join us we got something for you, I mean we got someone right here to introduce to you. Mark Said it with a little smile on his face.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">He walked towards the group silently...hey Dude I'd like you to meet my cousin Michelle. Sean Uttered</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Michelle this our friend Garrett at the same time our boss.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Garrett, my cousin Michelle. He just look at the woman's face without saying anything. After a couple of seconds when he finally comes back to his normal state of mind he offered a shake hand to her.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">I'm glad to finally meet you Michelle.. But Michelle ignore his hand.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">So you are Garrett? the Chauvinist pig, silly old rat bastard.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Hey spare me the insult...Look, I am really sorry for what had happen this morning. It wasn't intentional. We were both in a rush.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Are you two know each other? Sean Aasked?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Absolutely yes cousin, He was the one i'm telling you awhile ago. But no worries now he seem too sincere with his apology and it's accepted.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Since that night Garrett and Michele became so close. There were even times that they would go out and watched movies or have dinner in a fancy resataurant and sometimes Michelle would invite Garrett to go to her condo and cooked for his favorite foods but they never talk about thier feelings. All they know is their happy when their together and when their away they tend to miss each other.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">One late afternoon when Garrett visited Michelle he tried to open up about his feeling towards her but he doesn't know where to start.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Hey, is there something bothering you?Michele asked</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">uhhmmmmm listen Michele, I love you but i am afraid... What if I lose you again? What if i am not the right guy for you, What if...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Ssssshhhhhhhhhh...stop it. You know what? loving someone doesn't give you the guarantee that you won't get hurt, How will you know real love when you can't experince how to be broken? how will you know that you are not the right one for me if you will not trust your instinct?Garrett, I am not expecting anything from you. You alone is already enough for me to live my life and if ever time comes that we won't be together i won't get mad maybe then that's our fate and you can't question it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">Garret held her tight in his arm and slowly kiss Michele's lips. Enough for them to know that they had each other to combat the odds that might come thier way.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">I love you Garrett.. I won't get tired of saying that to you.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">I love you too Michelle.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;">...and just after a couple of months Garret and Michele finally tied the knots and lived happily ever after.</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-10939252649973319552009-05-08T08:52:00.000-07:002009-05-08T08:54:43.962-07:00Serendipity<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Serendipity</span><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><img src="http://api.ning.com/files/IaKQLqPbWSLhoanQUhaIdun1mCVs8FxR2N8-L4NIXnYN5*D8jgIUBZy06nVOeODlpYR5owZYih4qnAY9As1zgJ8zZvdYawBw/s.jpeg" alt="" width="145" height="93" /></p><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">On the wings of breeze,as waves come flying</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">To restless shore,which awaits anxiously</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">For watery joys, the shore plays</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Hankering heart's lute,as a bliss prevails</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Compelling souls to take birth,and bees, to hum</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">The sweet melody,in the eager ears of birds</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">...(flying above the shore)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">As they keep waiting,for music,to come</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">And,to dance in delight,the clouds seem burdened</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Sky is gloom with overcast,and a blissful rain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Cascades from heaven to earth,a hush comes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Upon birds,their long wait,is ending in vain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">As they long for sun,to wake up,and rescue them from deluge</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">....(they wanted to hear the magical music)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">...(meanwhile)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">The drops on the shore,have long,fallen asleep</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">...(drops of water of waves,asleep meaning here dried up)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">As the waves,had abandoned,the shore,for their</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Sea is storm ridden;As clouds thunder and weep</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Silent shore sighs,as his fanciful dream dies</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">And,I, on the beach,a witness,my eyes couldn't</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">...(witness to the meeting of shore and waves)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Conceal the serendipity,of the scented hour</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Smiling to myself,my thoughts are transported</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">To some dizzy heights,my physical form,left the place..</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-2123356792172756852009-05-08T08:46:00.000-07:002009-05-08T08:57:10.146-07:00The Last Goodbye<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The last Goodbye</span></span><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"><img src="http://api.ning.com/files/4v*mYi5wHxkzCms9gdZ4wMKi6EyM3jicr4m3vkpE*ZKFWxgCoAKoxYCF2KcGfVHyS*m4ZXMGq90IGT85wo0vflsawNVjFnEP/d64f480a1173baea.jpg" alt="" width="145" height="96" /></p><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">5:57 pm<br /><br /><i>I'm deeply sorry if i really caused you trouble. God knows how much i wanted to be with you and for the little time we've shared together you gain a space in my heart. What i found in you is incomparable and for as long as i live I'll treasure that in my heart, mind and soul and let it live with me...Just remember that you mean so much to me. Never think that i didn't care about you at all because truth is I love you but let us accept the fact that we can't be together for now. only time can tell what the future hold for us and if ever I'd be given the the chance to choose the person i wanna be with it's you that i will choose..take care and goodbye.</i></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">He can't help but cry as tears fall down on his face. He kept reading the text message over and over again and make himself believe that it isn't true. Mark world's seem to crumple that particular moment, he wanted to scream and shout for the pain he is feeling. Days, weeks, months had past but still he's still not yet recover from the pain. He party a lot and socialize just to forget everything. he seem devastated with his life. At home he find himself just in his room watching movies and not minding what is happening around.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">My God Mark, what are you doing with your life? his friend said.. losing someone you love doesn't mean losing what you have started. You have your life even before you met that person so don't be such a fool to act like that. there's reason why this thing happened to you maybe then this is God's way of making you two realize what's best for both of you and if you are really meant for each other destiny will find a way to reunite you again so go on with your life and just be happy. I'm sure that person also feels what you are feeling right now but then both of you can't do anything about it because you are caught in this twisted fate...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">He gazed at his friend's eyes but no words had come out from his mouth instead a sudden tears comes crushing down. His friend hug him so tight.. don't worry Mark everything will be OK in time. just cry on my shoulder all the pain and promise me that this will be the last time I'll see you crying.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Promise Mae... Thank you for always being there for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">You know you are always welcome Mark. So get up and have fun..Mae said</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Mark stood up and gave his friend Mae a kiss on the cheeks... Thank you</span></span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-75545754910199328672009-04-10T20:06:00.000-07:002009-04-10T20:11:23.541-07:00Pamper YourselfPamper Yourself<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1ULXrHfBrF9t9yqLg2rDOLn5rbgwxEI1EwHvpPjzAYL6VQsJeJejCxRUO63QtZPzLXTomBwr-GlB6N3ABQgO0J7zty5006VFwQxkoxYn3bGSEFY5rbRqRRDvDWRVUUmNxCwQqWTqzrbB/s1600-h/springGraphics165.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 372px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1ULXrHfBrF9t9yqLg2rDOLn5rbgwxEI1EwHvpPjzAYL6VQsJeJejCxRUO63QtZPzLXTomBwr-GlB6N3ABQgO0J7zty5006VFwQxkoxYn3bGSEFY5rbRqRRDvDWRVUUmNxCwQqWTqzrbB/s400/springGraphics165.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323265262514131938" /></a><br /><br /><br />Going to work tomorrow and still feel tired? Well...boost yourself! Try this...<br /><br />Lavender Spritzer<br /><br />Ingredients:<br />Distilled Water<br />Lavender Aqua (essential oil)<br /><br />Directions:<br />Mix a drop or two oflavender aqua (or essential oil) in a bottle of distilled water. Store in refrigerator and spray on face and body for a refreshing and soothing lift.<br /><br />Use this refreshing spritzer anytime you need a soothing boost.chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-68910297155369793632009-04-10T19:48:00.000-07:002009-04-10T19:58:00.648-07:00My Cyber Kind of LoveMy Cyber Kind Of LOve<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgh5pwunAm-k7_4pG6-CHO34Wz8d8ItFP0KtzWJGtuuMniyFkDh280JoXU4B34WSJDPAC3pICQYPb2OpUsUxhHzUO2LdYueFOHxstdcrxHO5S05hZVXO-cDOnmav9se3AVW8RytwZkwx52/s1600-h/32276184.lostlove.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgh5pwunAm-k7_4pG6-CHO34Wz8d8ItFP0KtzWJGtuuMniyFkDh280JoXU4B34WSJDPAC3pICQYPb2OpUsUxhHzUO2LdYueFOHxstdcrxHO5S05hZVXO-cDOnmav9se3AVW8RytwZkwx52/s400/32276184.lostlove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323261263778838882" /></a><br /><br /> I wanted to believed that there is always a happy ending for everything but as i aged i came to realize that not all things in this universe are meant to be...maybe in our imagination because that's what we want to believe after all the happy ending that i knew was the one i read in books...<br /><br /> My boss assigned me to prepare the matrix plan for our incoming seminar and as one of his side kicks i oblige to do so. unluckily, i don't have my own personal laptop so i needed to go over the internet cafe to do the research about the topic and so while i was browsing i opened one of my accounts and leave it on. In the middle of my work i got buzz by this person and as i sign of respect i replied and to my surprise we became friends that instant. We get a long well and exchange phone numbers, unfortunately, the person is already committed but that didn't keep us away from communicating. For almost about 2 weeks of exchanging messages and calls i must i say i was developed to this person, though we are million miles away from each other i am always vocal about my feelings and so that person too on me. Until one day we just suddenly lost track of communication. I am hesitant to contact that person for i am afraid to be rejected knowing that the person is already committed or maybe that person realized that no matter how hard we try still we can't be together ..and i am starting to feel the pain.<br /><br /> For that person who will always have a special place in my heart..thank you very much for the happiness I've felt in a short moment we've shared i know one day our path will cross again and i just wanna let u know that I'll always be here waiting even if it takes forever...chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-10974433281272868352009-03-12T21:31:00.001-07:002009-03-12T21:40:11.631-07:00What does my birthday mean?<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">What Does my Birthday Mean?</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">( Octber 20 ...)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdngvu81lUSZllmRWlWvFJjCqAQt-6XqUdUQkHBX_G2Q09-0Z6Mh8LrVhe4JIR-LeaBCg4AqYevu3tQbWudQH2KaY7jUtanzAp7Q68rBF4XpJtIubW1OXt5zrVF7F-mHK-cl2A5a3jhAmy/s1600-h/libra.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdngvu81lUSZllmRWlWvFJjCqAQt-6XqUdUQkHBX_G2Q09-0Z6Mh8LrVhe4JIR-LeaBCg4AqYevu3tQbWudQH2KaY7jUtanzAp7Q68rBF4XpJtIubW1OXt5zrVF7F-mHK-cl2A5a3jhAmy/s400/libra.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312526563272361602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">You are prudent, circumspect and take things seriously. Before you make any move, you will think of a few alternatives that might take a while. You are patient, imaginative and target oriented. You value friendship more than anything else. Your Love, You usually study your partner carefully before making any move. You never demand anything beyond the natural quality of that person. Your sincerity doesn't bring excitement in your love life but it brings deeply grown relationship. </span><br /></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-14603081609987909132009-03-12T03:42:00.001-07:002009-03-12T04:18:08.167-07:00Upcoming Movies<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">New Movies Of 2009<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" > Hey folks are you fond of movies? check out these upcoming movies that will surely catches your waves...</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0olusLgnPIwHuQN3Zs2JLPihJAzWEoW9xLdq3uIfgXbtkrVEtftxSNxJW7RCz0bS-YaiTYoKKysOqEtI38RqRaosJfDK9SvA7TjLcFAAL70Gn5vMpbdXX2qhkfpjSYtNEa2tnYdaSRl9B/s1600-h/35993_p_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0olusLgnPIwHuQN3Zs2JLPihJAzWEoW9xLdq3uIfgXbtkrVEtftxSNxJW7RCz0bS-YaiTYoKKysOqEtI38RqRaosJfDK9SvA7TjLcFAAL70Gn5vMpbdXX2qhkfpjSYtNEa2tnYdaSRl9B/s400/35993_p_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312255552400679970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Miss March</span></span> - <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Zach Cregger and Trevor Moore</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">March 13, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A young man awakens from a four-year coma to hear that his once virginal high-school sweetheart has since become a centerfold in one of the world's most famous men's magazines. He and his sex-crazed best friend decide to take a cross-country road trip in order to crash a party at the magazine's legendary mansion headquarters and win back the girl.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ABXA5l_zDc6McdFkCfBlonsZJyXbHpK4wUUb3CYpoQ6GZzkgdiYoCXhLvyM3PgAyvVFNmP6yc1I_ZjaVMtagFYk7ZfQj1-2ZhF0OlwH8VJpbHVV4NVSuKpOAVbdUT19YTe3p6eeVbEBo/s1600-h/27206_p_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ABXA5l_zDc6McdFkCfBlonsZJyXbHpK4wUUb3CYpoQ6GZzkgdiYoCXhLvyM3PgAyvVFNmP6yc1I_ZjaVMtagFYk7ZfQj1-2ZhF0OlwH8VJpbHVV4NVSuKpOAVbdUT19YTe3p6eeVbEBo/s400/27206_p_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312254109296548690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >The Last House on Left</span> - <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Garret Dillahunt</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">March 13, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">After kidnapping and brutally assaulting two young women, a gang led by a prison escapee (Dillahunt) unknowingly finds refuge at a vacation home belonging the parents of one of the victims -- a mother (Potter) and father (Goldwyn) who devise an increasingly gruesome series of revenge tactics.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoIeJkMBNm7lLpN3iZeSw7Gky4VYOIQnGzCxQnn6VHRsYrcmVjcv9b5yEMOq2KRggCG1gua4yI4FVyJkcKpZIv0JokJCrJpwPRAj5rj2uXAQegCDAg5kZhSA5SLvTi-k2IkiUEG1AzCQni/s1600-h/32271_p_m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 101px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoIeJkMBNm7lLpN3iZeSw7Gky4VYOIQnGzCxQnn6VHRsYrcmVjcv9b5yEMOq2KRggCG1gua4yI4FVyJkcKpZIv0JokJCrJpwPRAj5rj2uXAQegCDAg5kZhSA5SLvTi-k2IkiUEG1AzCQni/s400/32271_p_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312253309783590514" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Knowing</span></span> -<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> Nicholas Cage</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">March 20, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A teacher (Cage) opens a time capsule that has been dug up at his son's elementary school; in it are some chilling predictions -- some that have already occurred and others that are about to -- that lead him to believe his family plays a role in the events that are about to unfold.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcJmpkdAV9XeexF2jsO1H-UeZ5Eq2domq6r-AOj2oZeZNWHPFXOa1hvP-hFUfbIi2r8SY5VPRjtxSnX5ATyAbOpfsUkcA1fQHJ3QFUe5K5zGKD6h-8hSkq5w0grURJPrmWNV9I6iwv2ii/s1600-h/xmen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcJmpkdAV9XeexF2jsO1H-UeZ5Eq2domq6r-AOj2oZeZNWHPFXOa1hvP-hFUfbIi2r8SY5VPRjtxSnX5ATyAbOpfsUkcA1fQHJ3QFUe5K5zGKD6h-8hSkq5w0grURJPrmWNV9I6iwv2ii/s400/xmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312251500221755394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">X-Men Origins: Wolverine </span></span>- <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Hugh Jackman</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">May 1, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Wolverine lives a mutant life, seeks revenge against Victor Creed (who will later become Sabertooth) for the death of his girlfriend, and ultimately ends up going through the mutant Weapon X program</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1R0kQMspZ19uHZ0mCjqZ2IT7rCF_daQDl3-g2HJjAgHEwlf4IXtYzNLVEDPpqbj-XJ-QZtYfJkjrt_ORhKjvEMZjk1E1tx_fjkIEZOZeKda_IbFa7fnkDfOmq5McajpnQrXWajd6cuJtF/s1600-h/the+proposal.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1R0kQMspZ19uHZ0mCjqZ2IT7rCF_daQDl3-g2HJjAgHEwlf4IXtYzNLVEDPpqbj-XJ-QZtYfJkjrt_ORhKjvEMZjk1E1tx_fjkIEZOZeKda_IbFa7fnkDfOmq5McajpnQrXWajd6cuJtF/s400/the+proposal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312250190316686146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Proposa</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">l</span></span> - <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">june 19, 2009</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">The story is all about A pushy boss forces her young assistant to marry her in order to keep her Visa status in the U.S. and avoid deportation to Canada.</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-84208499805468589162009-03-12T03:26:00.000-07:002009-03-12T03:35:58.395-07:00How kind is Allah<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">How Kind is Allah</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;">...</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTPIg4gKWpEZgv8qlJu61tm94kHK3n3V7iBOGosz8iiXuwfWG7hAnsoepGpmKq2ZIwoglfBlkyZq0UC4wRFcB2wDsUt8isdn1NLvhCuX4zRAapshbVoaKTsl7N1Ri0F5vFzxGpn8yoyNG7/s1600-h/allah.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTPIg4gKWpEZgv8qlJu61tm94kHK3n3V7iBOGosz8iiXuwfWG7hAnsoepGpmKq2ZIwoglfBlkyZq0UC4wRFcB2wDsUt8isdn1NLvhCuX4zRAapshbVoaKTsl7N1Ri0F5vFzxGpn8yoyNG7/s400/allah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312247374168941202" border="0" /></a>There lived an idolator in the past who made an idol out of stone and would worship it everyday. He would call it upon it by saying "Ya Sanam." For seventy years, he worshipped this idol. One day by mistake he uttered "Ya Samad" instead of Ya Sanam. Samad is a name of Allah which means The Self Sufficient Master. Allah Ta'ala immediately replied back to this idolator by saying "I am present oh My slave." The angels asked Allah why He replied to him since he didn't even call upon Him intentionally. Allah told the angels that for seventy years I have been waiting for this servant of mine to turn towards Me!<br /><br />If a mother has only one child then how much would she love him? He would be the coolness of her eyes and the comfort of her heart. But if this son calls her saying "Mommy" more than four or five times, she would get irritated eventhough she loves him more than her ownself. On the other hand, when we call Allah once, He replies back to us 70 times by saying "Labbaik Ya Abdi (I am here oh My slave)." How unfortunate we are that we have not recognized our Allah who is so Kind, Merciful and Forgiving. </div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-78696168689887814112009-03-10T01:21:00.000-07:002009-03-10T02:10:07.838-07:00Top 5 hottest Pinay<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" >My Top 5 Hottest Pinay</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">Beautiful ladies will always be at my top priorities that's why i'm giving you my own personal choice of what we say beautiful ladies...Check these ladies out!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRN6NmJ_3KlOtxaYYdiFxeA-ViDq80_996B8qG9mtgNJzbAWh6wY1j-ngQtK8xGDYEFxBxWUj1ubU67vUyYQ6A_czsFrPNEpMSb6EElykEVxm8amZuLJnCfSnUoKCAs6P1umbJADr5g4N7/s1600-h/23743c4688d5dab2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRN6NmJ_3KlOtxaYYdiFxeA-ViDq80_996B8qG9mtgNJzbAWh6wY1j-ngQtK8xGDYEFxBxWUj1ubU67vUyYQ6A_czsFrPNEpMSb6EElykEVxm8amZuLJnCfSnUoKCAs6P1umbJADr5g4N7/s400/23743c4688d5dab2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311479810437586498" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Gracing my # 1 spot who else than this sexy lady Katrina Halili. When I first saw her in Starstruck as one of the finalists I can't help but put myself into Awe. She may not be the Starstruck ultimate survivor but sure this gorgeous young woman made it to the top and knows how to dealt her card! whoa! </span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__3WUjT3IkruSms8enGonyDJUw3VY25wDbzXzp5_LBC5yQG7d7XboKr3xZKAlqmtynjTbJA8r14lRcaTg_zSqXnup9C6TVUGw96JpYl6ZZcHY_SbzqAsnI_8fSQV8p9TVkTQ0H5Z-f_Ap/s1600-h/33ed68ebea852cfe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__3WUjT3IkruSms8enGonyDJUw3VY25wDbzXzp5_LBC5yQG7d7XboKr3xZKAlqmtynjTbJA8r14lRcaTg_zSqXnup9C6TVUGw96JpYl6ZZcHY_SbzqAsnI_8fSQV8p9TVkTQ0H5Z-f_Ap/s400/33ed68ebea852cfe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311477736703326770" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >I always have the fascination for this lady when I first saw her in movie Milan. no doubt she's gorgeous and beautiful and never fail to amuse us with her enigmatic charisma. One of the biggest stars of GMA network and ranked as my # 2 hottest pinay.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBiiPhVCpUElC4OOynfhaY3n0_fW7wAkRkqPQEXAX5AvQaPulWh2r_oNjOSlosP1u90z5m3vo42gcYELiw0WbauN1ru8YFGrtAWywwY1oNC3RSsdDZhA48OrEUixjbhtU1OospbArPgFbC/s1600-h/4172c9186b8dd7e0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBiiPhVCpUElC4OOynfhaY3n0_fW7wAkRkqPQEXAX5AvQaPulWh2r_oNjOSlosP1u90z5m3vo42gcYELiw0WbauN1ru8YFGrtAWywwY1oNC3RSsdDZhA48OrEUixjbhtU1OospbArPgFbC/s400/4172c9186b8dd7e0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311475952953969986" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Tagged as the pinay version of Thalia. This it girl better known as Marian Rivera did climbed the ladder of succes as fast as her first telenovela Marimar hit the tv screen everynight that even ranked as # 1 for consecutive months and even surprised us when she landed the # 1 spot on FHM. Whew keep it up!</span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9cQIgOGNx2uJ8vTZWyovYunAiwZXoitROh95-3gnbqozRdqHH0ssriLN-QTkunE9IHPTGQU__jdQO4lJxlBfHN2b0YFe_bhMC1qhH9iUDPue2xBp4ZA0NZmoXGmlTcWg5gYlAH2Ik38S3/s1600-h/b4e7dfb0e8a4e7ee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9cQIgOGNx2uJ8vTZWyovYunAiwZXoitROh95-3gnbqozRdqHH0ssriLN-QTkunE9IHPTGQU__jdQO4lJxlBfHN2b0YFe_bhMC1qhH9iUDPue2xBp4ZA0NZmoXGmlTcWg5gYlAH2Ik38S3/s400/b4e7dfb0e8a4e7ee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311474555619719042" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >This sweet young lady is one of the beautiful faces in showbiz. A certified Atenista capturing the music world with her soultry yet powerful voice.Give it up for karylle at # 4.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgQPYRnqOtv2QzqKC2QsONwdtPf6pq1fEfOI_a4I-Y8rEwt_2ShcG51QN4GUTXR5A9wczZ-GvWq4lJIgviEysrTsDlfQnc9t1Xj69xyNgvjv0E_-OADHmtcir3RDApW93ZTtmwe9jLPkD/s1600-h/eddb13370fcfa8c2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgQPYRnqOtv2QzqKC2QsONwdtPf6pq1fEfOI_a4I-Y8rEwt_2ShcG51QN4GUTXR5A9wczZ-GvWq4lJIgviEysrTsDlfQnc9t1Xj69xyNgvjv0E_-OADHmtcir3RDApW93ZTtmwe9jLPkD/s400/eddb13370fcfa8c2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311472348624806322" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Taking the # 5 spot is none other than megastar's daughter Kc Concepcion. Who could resist the charm of this 22 year old lady? She's indeed the epitome of the word angel.</span><br /></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-60061115866113339622009-03-10T00:52:00.000-07:002009-03-10T22:49:41.420-07:00Tagalog Pinoy Romance<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Top Five Pinoy Movie Romance</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Who says local directors suck when it comes to movie romance? If you got carried away by the movie sweet November starring Keanu Reeves and fell in love with 50 first dates that casted Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler try this pinoy movie romance and compare</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);">.</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaoEXlQ5XrAhjjn-O6CIEI1zdoSsQ1dkQ5Ynr869m0ZX_1KaXXhc1tWUgZv5I2F6x37XBgkl2Ihlw7f-BUL1WQVnGT6LEkPvjj2v16yJT8ieSiLv65ubL6BINmGV-JyKvNmtxZZGyXeZOL/s1600-h/you_are_the_one.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaoEXlQ5XrAhjjn-O6CIEI1zdoSsQ1dkQ5Ynr869m0ZX_1KaXXhc1tWUgZv5I2F6x37XBgkl2Ihlw7f-BUL1WQVnGT6LEkPvjj2v16yJT8ieSiLv65ubL6BINmGV-JyKvNmtxZZGyXeZOL/s400/you_are_the_one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311467231936151618" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><strong>You Are The One </strong>Toni Gonzaga, Sam Milby</span><br /></div><p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <span class="style1 style3">You are the one is a story of NSO employee Sally Malasmas (Toni Gonzaga), who applies for a US Visa and gets denied. What is unusual, however, is that she gets the chance to meet again the dashing and handsome vice-consul, Will Derby (Sam Milby), who denied her visa, and gets even with him. This, obviously, gets her into trouble and brings these two opposing characters to a hilarious yet poignant journey that leads to love and romance.<br />The movie explores the insanities that comes with love, the impossibilities to be hurdled to make love happen and the self-confidence we all need to make love work.</span></span></p><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2PSfpsi9zJKzCVbmzE3VReJYNVh5bfncOCkQGULRJICep9E-ph2DEPaIN7LkNXZ0LJxyhmNFGrzzRSY3ELkNVKhfn3UIpm3BxaVKFc1XxzcDCIU3Ec4T-FCRc1xTWy0oIVQCpuNkpOgY/s1600-h/till_i_met_you.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL2PSfpsi9zJKzCVbmzE3VReJYNVh5bfncOCkQGULRJICep9E-ph2DEPaIN7LkNXZ0LJxyhmNFGrzzRSY3ELkNVKhfn3UIpm3BxaVKFc1XxzcDCIU3Ec4T-FCRc1xTWy0oIVQCpuNkpOgY/s400/till_i_met_you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311466140542773986" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Till I Met You </strong></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span class="style1 style3">Robin Padilla, Regine Velasquez</span></span><br /></div><p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span class="style9">Luisa is a con artist who poses as a rich girl to Senor Manuel who is an Haciendero. Senor Manuel falls in love with her and takes her to his hacienda in preparation for their wedding. There, she meets Gabriel – the right hand man of Senor Manuel who is very protective of the haciendero. Sensing that Luisa is a fake and is only after Senor Manuel’s money, Gabriel tries to blow Luisa’s cover.<br />However, in the process, Gabriel finds himself falling for Luisa and vice versa. They become torn between their loyalty to the old man and their love for each other. Meanwhile, Senor Manuel finds out what is happening between the two people he values most in his life. They are all caught in a situation they didn’t want but can not control. But in the end the love that binds the three will free and heal the wounds of their past.</span></span></p><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtgSIm7LlFzbEtFWmRaUhAPZB6KLfVzBdHQYLxtQhXKYmtTkcwhRMkhGwO6A8Tcs_9dbgkVEJYhMY93G2A3WZnafpMStVqS29etV8Ob9jdler6AIqqo_3UAk2Td6Rmx7kCfMHv2DO2Qmrk/s1600-h/all_my_life.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 88px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtgSIm7LlFzbEtFWmRaUhAPZB6KLfVzBdHQYLxtQhXKYmtTkcwhRMkhGwO6A8Tcs_9dbgkVEJYhMY93G2A3WZnafpMStVqS29etV8Ob9jdler6AIqqo_3UAk2Td6Rmx7kCfMHv2DO2Qmrk/s400/all_my_life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311465768896257698" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><strong>All My Life </strong></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Aga Muhlach, Kristine Hermosa</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" > </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;">Sam and Louie meet aboard the Star Cruise. Despite being strangers and complete opposites, with Sam (Aga Muhlach) being carefree and Louie (Kristine Hermosa) being obsessive-compulsive, they become unlikely acquaintances and eventually friends. Both pained on carrying life's baggage before they took the cruise, Sam and Louie will never be the same persons again after..</span></span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6p2XMuW2eXVdYUTHYigappBa88YnVhQQz_J612JhpP_T2qOT2QkfgrH4GscIHwrIkuG-R3h1fVFoJpWtWGfDjDUFZGI9bjg83dPl4YhYZUDSWj_bWIQgCUxC17qGsNTgbtLlhGGBDVdKM/s1600-h/ikaw_lamang.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 89px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6p2XMuW2eXVdYUTHYigappBa88YnVhQQz_J612JhpP_T2qOT2QkfgrH4GscIHwrIkuG-R3h1fVFoJpWtWGfDjDUFZGI9bjg83dPl4YhYZUDSWj_bWIQgCUxC17qGsNTgbtLlhGGBDVdKM/s400/ikaw_lamang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311465243772815746" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><strong>Ikaw Lamang </strong></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Kim Delos Santos, Dino Guevarra</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >On the outside, they are as opposite as north and south -- Ella (Kim) is a responsible young woman who's working very hard to fend for her family; Caloy (Dino) is a happy-go-lucky guy who's never had a problem with money. But love knows no boundaries -- they meet and fall in love. Caloy finds not only happiness but direction and begins to value the things that he has. A charming, light-hearted tale about the ups and downs of growing up, and the joys and pains of young love...</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi6bpo8iEFgxum5kPpVEZb-kj8adt1wEX3xxwrzNxwyu2e3KUXcIZIF9OWlXq5zMUTf0RyqGN7AmgTb6wrt6i4uAbBedF-osK_vAXxcaZOJjnPDbC3fKrkYstMcFlbC3g7X44aIjlhEcq/s1600-h/9_mornings.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 88px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoi6bpo8iEFgxum5kPpVEZb-kj8adt1wEX3xxwrzNxwyu2e3KUXcIZIF9OWlXq5zMUTf0RyqGN7AmgTb6wrt6i4uAbBedF-osK_vAXxcaZOJjnPDbC3fKrkYstMcFlbC3g7X44aIjlhEcq/s400/9_mornings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311464952516189282" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><strong>9 Mornings</strong> Piolo Pascual, Donita Rose</span><br /></div><p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> It has been more than a decade since his girlfriend died in a startling accident, but Gene Ynfante (Piolo Pascual) still clearly remembers that fateful day and he is haunted by it. Flashforward to the present and Gene is nowhere near his former self. Now, a non-believer, cynical and obsessive-compulsive events organizer, his life revolves around two things - sex and money. That is why it is no surprise that he is ecstatic in learning that he is going to inherit his late grandmother's wealth. There is a hitch, though. He must be able to complete all nine "simbang gabi" of Christmas. What Gene does not know is that he will find love in the most unlikely place...</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-34591095169788066202009-03-10T00:06:00.000-07:002009-03-10T02:13:14.140-07:00Congratulations Graduates<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" >Congratulations Graduates</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimt-LH4oDgWPKMM56fTk5iYRsnsODNy5G5ZmdBDBnpbPXNqHdgt8p66DjrRotAtq_l8e2MmakThXb3y4DCM__x42E-imrdf6rkb1Aeuo6qicO9V9d9MKvM5Z64CJPadlCGCGv1bCtwm5Sb/s1600-h/graeuates.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 121px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimt-LH4oDgWPKMM56fTk5iYRsnsODNy5G5ZmdBDBnpbPXNqHdgt8p66DjrRotAtq_l8e2MmakThXb3y4DCM__x42E-imrdf6rkb1Aeuo6qicO9V9d9MKvM5Z64CJPadlCGCGv1bCtwm5Sb/s400/graeuates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311461065198013650" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" >Wow whatta couple of years, graduation in the Phils. is fast approaching and it's about time to extend my sincere congratulations in advance to those who made it this far...at last you were through burning candles every night just to passed the exams. What even worst is the fact the you have to read everything just for the heck of studying but it's over now and time to face new challenges in life...</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /> <span style="font-size:180%;">So to the graduates of 2009 break a leg!</span></span><br /></span></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-41544014478220142742009-03-09T23:57:00.000-07:002009-03-10T00:04:48.943-07:00<div name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTxt"> <div class="Step"> <div class="label"><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">How to buy a Summer Wardrobe</span></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">Step</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="background"><span class="number">1</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">. Sift through your kids' closets to find items that they can still wear in summer before you buy anything new. For example, short-sleeved and polo shirts that you considered more "dressy" last fall can probably be downgraded to become play clothes this summer. You can also turn long-sleeved shirts into tank tops and pants into shorts with simple alterations. </span></div></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); text-align: justify;" class="Step"> <div class="label"><br />Step<span class="background"><span class="number">2</span></span>. Round out their wardrobe with shorts, tanks, t-shirts and swimsuits that coordinate with the existing items. Because tanks and shirts don't have to fit perfectly to look good, consider buying them in a larger size so your kids will also be able to wear them next fall or summer. </div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); text-align: justify;" class="Step"> <div class="label"><br />Step<span class="background"><span class="number">3</span></span> Buy each child one dressy outfit in case you're invited to a summer party or a formal event like a wedding or graduation. Browse through outlet stores or consignment shops to find bargains. Also look at discount stores that feature designer "irregulars" with only minor imperfections. </div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); text-align: justify;" class="Step"> <div class="label"><br />Step<span class="background"><span class="number">4</span></span>. Add a few pairs of shoes for summer since your kids may have outgrown the shoes from their school wardrobe. Consider a pair of tennis shoes for walking on vacations, flip-flops for the pool and a pair of nice sandals that they can wear with shorts and dresses or slacks. </div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); text-align: justify;" class="Step"> <div class="label"><br />Step<span class="background"><span class="number">5.</span></span> Stock up on next year's summer clothing as this summer comes to an end. Take advantage of deep discounts to buy several t-shirts, shorts and tank tops in classic colors and styles. If your kids are fashion conscious, however, steer clear of trendy patterns, cuts and lengths that they'll reject a year from now. </div></div> </div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-44645169798678250762009-03-08T21:07:00.000-07:002009-03-09T23:54:49.083-07:00Top Sneakers<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" ><strong>The Hottest Sneakers in Town</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><strong><em>Sneaker lovers out there check out the latest and hottest sneakers in town that will rock the year 2009</em></strong></span>.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPGUyClAgNJgT4_v3AUzMWuIrYDFrsB3dr2cWJdIlsjHO2_LZX2kbyv5i7C8J8iW-cCpd17cXXrWoJUwUad2D_FQtkoboA0H1faueKhjVfb0NnivWs8WS0yGKzrwaU0g249oZS5I3tnQ/s1600-h/2641020-AA_80.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311039706157718658" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 61px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCPGUyClAgNJgT4_v3AUzMWuIrYDFrsB3dr2cWJdIlsjHO2_LZX2kbyv5i7C8J8iW-cCpd17cXXrWoJUwUad2D_FQtkoboA0H1faueKhjVfb0NnivWs8WS0yGKzrwaU0g249oZS5I3tnQ/s400/2641020-AA_80.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NEW BALANCE</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Brand: NEW BALANCE</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >price: 99.99 EUR </span></em></strong><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><em><strong> PRO 3L.ULTRA M yell</strong></em></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2cjvZIrU2VKeFpe6a_jqQ1U9k-qnm_6wu6Eu8usmCKc0OsFns8B4ASrOh1fN0jx2nbw6dEymUj-UaZDzAv1WLTJE9zD0X6V-aH2TNnPt1_HKWQxmSMcVoZ2ARgHdbCbYkdfTwNuI_7EQ/s1600-h/3470113-AA_80.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311038636793071074" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 61px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2cjvZIrU2VKeFpe6a_jqQ1U9k-qnm_6wu6Eu8usmCKc0OsFns8B4ASrOh1fN0jx2nbw6dEymUj-UaZDzAv1WLTJE9zD0X6V-aH2TNnPt1_HKWQxmSMcVoZ2ARgHdbCbYkdfTwNuI_7EQ/s400/3470113-AA_80.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><em><strong>Brand: SALOMON</strong></em></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><em><strong>price: 124.99 EUR</strong></em></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghjkQjsnJSooKAvlkVWwU3Y23Yj7GHj5fw8BcdTithd1FI83tUlaN83zFr4S56fCWk3SZclh_zStPNp-tTE6NytPT20MXgSI7q-dGMUUIB87GkaqElWYbTAtoRWle2__N2a7LkJ3eBfqAz/s1600-h/3197125-AA_80.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311037968255991554" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghjkQjsnJSooKAvlkVWwU3Y23Yj7GHj5fw8BcdTithd1FI83tUlaN83zFr4S56fCWk3SZclh_zStPNp-tTE6NytPT20MXgSI7q-dGMUUIB87GkaqElWYbTAtoRWle2__N2a7LkJ3eBfqAz/s400/3197125-AA_80.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><strong><em>INTERCEPT MOTH BROWN<br />Brand: MERRELLL</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><strong><em>price: 99.99 EUR</em></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xHflk-pZRoKz8B0s5T02IyMwGS_XrhHgTHWVjRO7mC6rpsT22aPB4HyOGsnvwsY7j8addMKCvrESq2tJm3ybjwL5vHlmKZpGbLUbY6-vEtl18H1FcqbTOIXpicGJzrwBwuF336nq2DV_/s1600-h/3205153-AA_80.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311036527094375922" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 61px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xHflk-pZRoKz8B0s5T02IyMwGS_XrhHgTHWVjRO7mC6rpsT22aPB4HyOGsnvwsY7j8addMKCvrESq2tJm3ybjwL5vHlmKZpGbLUbY6-vEtl18H1FcqbTOIXpicGJzrwBwuF336nq2DV_/s400/3205153-AA_80.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >PRO 3L.ULTRA GTX blk<br />Brand: SALOMONL</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >price: 139.99 EUR</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311035802306624322" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 100px; height: 53px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKucS0aaQFY16iEgXrvLZ7YUrbDevISqhL7YAF1lg5WOxylaTb7XGgxlsErDaKZWpD-8C3znJipyqEl31hKhsPxzBJBaFXCfqE1u-xCGzONrDdVvIa3GU8g4yeWXMkS2_eEXwObMgYnWy2/s400/2795284-AA_80.jpg" border="0" /><br /><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><strong>NUBU STAR</strong></span></em><br /><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><strong>Brand: L.S</strong></span></em><br /><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><strong>price: 64.99 EUR<br /></strong></span></em>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-3439027831479995572009-03-08T20:39:00.000-07:002009-03-09T23:48:40.534-07:00My favorite Album<strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" >NE-YO </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" >Year of the Gentlemen</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311029338351004290" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 170px; height: 170px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXcNPt-wA2nKnv0TlWuq8E_gmLxDYSIvqq8dyyb8soeyIbEmeKJmpXHUYZuJRSMO0DTipZUHHVM4MbBxcc61MNAAGsgIYzR-j-MucqIXPlRaMVZu2-tFoh7PM0gOAtjBDEF29PinZv0Sr_/s400/Year.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >The talented songwriter/singer NE-YO comes up with another superb album that talks about what a great boyfriend he can be — call it Songs in the Key of Nice.Having already penned lady-power hits for Beyoncé and Rihanna, he's the Gloria Steinem of R&B on "Miss Independent": "She move like a boss. . . . That's why I love her." Beyond its genuine lyrics, Gentleman also proves that Ne-Yo is a brilliant pop omnivore, gifted with a silky voice and an ability to pull everything from the Beatles to Stevie Wonder to clubland synths under his sonic umbrella. He plays quick beats off slow vocals on the Stargate-produced "Closer," deploys clarinet and harpsichord on the Seventies-pop "So You Can Cry" and pulls out tinkling piano for "Lie to Me," a real-talk meditation on unfaithfulness. The moody piano and chord progression recall Justin Timberlake's "Cry Me a River," but the lyrics have a great twist: This time, Ne-Yo's the one in tears.</span></strong></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-42513353032423500942009-03-08T20:11:00.000-07:002009-03-09T23:53:40.651-07:00Friday the 13th<div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;" ><em><strong>Friday the 13th</strong></em></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWInrNJ9tXl7aL4vgz4ct4RvAH9MOQCLJxSVf9VktIWY8DawYYCAQiEWgftL5i3O4BS_v7wl56NdwcNtUtJlqRa5T5vW2iecBRbWtMphtnMwm2aqC-GJwJFpS7-MnLtR-KviKGc0rXi-b/s1600-h/friday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311021674701042242" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 150px; height: 222px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWInrNJ9tXl7aL4vgz4ct4RvAH9MOQCLJxSVf9VktIWY8DawYYCAQiEWgftL5i3O4BS_v7wl56NdwcNtUtJlqRa5T5vW2iecBRbWtMphtnMwm2aqC-GJwJFpS7-MnLtR-KviKGc0rXi-b/s400/friday.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><em><strong>Looking for something that will creep you out? try this box office movie Friday the 13th produced by Michael bay, the one who gave us the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I was a horror addict or anything that scares the hell out of me and this movie really put me into awe. Sure, you may say that this might be just some kinda usual scary movie but Marcus Nispel show his creative way of giving us the scariest scenario that is far from what you have expected to see. </strong></em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><em><strong></strong></em></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><em><strong>the story evolves around these group of young adults who discover a boarded up Camp Crystal Lake, where they soon encounter Jason Voorhees and his deadly intentions then skin ripping and killing begins.</strong></em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" ><em><strong></strong></em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-61287831826837540962009-02-23T02:04:00.000-08:002009-03-10T00:52:52.193-07:00The Best and Worst of the Oscars<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><h1 style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">Best & Worst of the Oscars: Hugh Jackmania!</h1><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">Yahoo</span><br /><br /> <div class="photo"> <img class="" src="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/us/omg/assets/images/omg-spacer-1.0.0.gif" style="background-image: url(http://l.yimg.com/a/im_siggt1y5UkCHWakAcGk6xhUN.Q---y300-x275-q75-n0/p/eonline/20090223/capt.fec6b0a947600fae6972361a460fbe71.jpg); width: 275px; height: 275px;" alt="Host Hugh Jackman" /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><cite style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"><em><br /></em></cite><div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"> </div></div><div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"> </div><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh, man, did you see that moment when that guy did that thing? Read on and get the full story of Oscar's best, worst and otherest.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Performance: Even with the slightly forced "recession Oscars" conceit, host Hugh Jackman delivered a completely winning song and dance to open the show that totally made us forget they didn't hire a comedian. Showing off both talent and a sly sense of humor, Jackman nailed it.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Lyric From the Opening Song: "I would swim a sea of human excrement." -- Jackman crooning sweet(?)ly to Kate Winslet</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Worst Transition: From the goofily good opener—the techno Reader representation was more entertaining than the movie—the show bogged down with that somber bunch of Best Supporting Actresses intoning like they were going to banish the winner to the Forbidden Zone with General Zod.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Brangelina Quip: Jackman drew our attention to Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie before saying, "I don't actually have a joke for them, I'm just contractually required to mention them five times during the show." (Not bad; it's 25 times for us.)</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Present: Copresenters Steve Martin and Tina Fey, who've been funny together on TV and film, delivered a hilarious tribute to writers that made us want to see them make another movie together. Or, you know, read something.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Reaction: Jolie looking totally charmed by her Kung Fu Panda costar Jack Black, who was onstage presenting with that actress from Friends.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Twilight Crossover: Rob Pattinson brought that undead charm of his to the Oscars, where it was familiar to Twihards and everyone who's ever had lunch with a Hollywood agent.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best On-Air Design: Whoever thought to put Daniel Craig and Sarah Jessica Parker on stage together.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Reaction: Seth Rogen and James Franco's half-baked response to the comedies of 2008. Dude, cinematographer Jadocs Kaminsky was so high!</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Joke Least Likely to Reach the Billion People Around the World: Ben Stiller's crazy, bearded Joaquin Phoenix impersonation was funny, but a little inside considering how few people recognize Stiller anyway.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Assault With a Medley Weapon: The top-hat-and-tails number with Beyoncé, Zac Efron and the rest totally summed up the year in movies. And that year was 1936.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Most Likely to Spawn a "Who's in Your Five?" Commercial: The Best Supporting actor nomination five-way was like a presidential debate without all the humor.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Most Heartbreaking: Heath Ledger's family accepting his award.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Biggest Showstopper: Wirewalker Philippe Petit, the absolutely entertaining subject of documentary Man on Wire, balancing an Oscar on his chin while a billion people watched and wondered if it would fall. But for a man who once spent 45 minutes walking between the Twin Towers, well, that's probably no big deal.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Commercial: Coming in just ahead of the one for the website that helps you earn $5K a month working at home, the Tom Cruise-Jimmy Kimmel bit was funny like a house on fire.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Best Make-Good Decision: The loud and fast medley crammed full of action and comic book movies, because let's be honest: These were the best things that Hollywood had to offer last year, and The Dark Knight (not to mention Iron Man) got robbed. Take that, Reader.</span></p><p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Worst Make-Good Decision: After that whole medley thing, the movie about the wrinkly old baby beat Dark Knight and Iron Man. Obviously, there is no justice…except that meted out by costumed heroes.</span></p> <!-- end awds-side --> <!-- end meta -->chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-60791480532758913722009-02-21T02:05:00.000-08:002009-02-21T03:21:21.845-08:00A Life Through Me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaccq04xsoAEJDCJ9ocUW4UZg_LlC7SsWzDznwpFHjFSc_Ihz_oY8ZDfF3Jbkw7GmyyoZ-0lA3D0umq3e_YLlvKLkevfS2x_Wm5RQX7bARebkVO_TuqAAdN-BUONRnG-9EzeAXH5A_kKIU/s1600-h/121-frownbaby-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaccq04xsoAEJDCJ9ocUW4UZg_LlC7SsWzDznwpFHjFSc_Ihz_oY8ZDfF3Jbkw7GmyyoZ-0lA3D0umq3e_YLlvKLkevfS2x_Wm5RQX7bARebkVO_TuqAAdN-BUONRnG-9EzeAXH5A_kKIU/s400/121-frownbaby-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305208480917885090" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" >A Life Through Me</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /><br />It was in the dawn of October 20 1984 when a baby boy bound to set his footstep into this world and at exactly 5:45 and 32 seconds, he was labored. The boy brought a million of joy to everyone especially his parents for having their first child and they couldn't just conceal the feelings of fulfillment while looking at the newly born baby. The baby on the other hand is as joyful as everyone, he may couldn't talk like adults but you could barely see behind his hazel eyes the trace of overwhelming feeling. He was angel to his family with his little tiny hands and a complexion that shines everytime it was being touched by the light down to his healthy good looking aura that insinuate a million possibility. indeed, He has his own version of the word charisma. </span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /> Although being raised by a not so wealthy family, he never felt like being left out of latest toys, just like the other kids of his age he used to have a colorful yet memorable childhood days. being their first everything his lola would carry him around wherever she goes, on vacation for instance, family gathering and she even gave him the happiest first birthday ever. Later on the life of our young boy he started his elementary years. He may not be the kind of smart kid but he did well in their class, in fact during his first year in school he landed on the second honor position. But the boy has his own naughty side too. As he grows older he discovered a lot of things that made his attention diverted into it. There was even time that he would steal 5 peso coin from his mom's pocket and the funniest part was when one time he asked his mother for a 10 peso bill but his mom never gave him that so what he did he eyed his mother big bracelet and tried pawning it. At the pawnshop he handed his mother bracelet and pawn for 200 peso. The owner looked at him with a smile but he just gave him a shrugged then after a few seconds the man handed him back the bracelet that he tooked from his mom with handful of big laughs. It turns out that the bracelet was purely not real but i t was surely worth it cause he learned something from that experienced and he used to enjoy his early years so well.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /> High school turn out to be his difficult years though at first it went out good but later on, his dad's small business sank and it was so hard for his family to take it and from then his battle has started. he took a lot of sacrifices he had to cut his expenses short to compensate his needs at school. What a twist of fate his dad had no choice but accept the offer at the army academy that gives the boy the urge to pursue his studies well. At college though he wanted to be a broadcaster but he has to give up his ambition for his family's financial status. He ended up taking the Education course and after 4 years of struggle atlast he has the tittle. A certified licensed teacher and landed to the teaching world. And who may you ask this guy? it turns out to be ME!</span> </span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-89572926458845105462009-02-18T23:32:00.000-08:002009-02-18T23:53:21.170-08:00The Carpenter<span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;">The Carpenter</span><br />by: Lupahsug</span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrI9XQ3azvjGlq-oimXPDWmXO1iXUHfnaDCoM0t1jJQnyVlzKhkb4P_klHx8-9CkGgASN9AjYIQagAt3xDccuzoia-HxsJPQ9SsbmMMBo1cHbVkudq8irOm4srU_6ldNAeeX4wh9h2-S4i/s1600-h/carpenter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304412317584736114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrI9XQ3azvjGlq-oimXPDWmXO1iXUHfnaDCoM0t1jJQnyVlzKhkb4P_klHx8-9CkGgASN9AjYIQagAt3xDccuzoia-HxsJPQ9SsbmMMBo1cHbVkudq8irOm4srU_6ldNAeeX4wh9h2-S4i/s400/carpenter.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;">A highly skilled carpenter who had grown old was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire.The employer was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter agreed to this proposal but made sure that this will be his last project. Being in a mood to retire, the carpenter was not paying much attention to building this house. His heart was not in his work. He resorted to poor workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.When the job was done, the carpenter called his employer and showed him the house. The employer handed over some papers and the front door key to the carpenter and said "This is your house, my gift to you."The carpenter was in a shock! What a shame! If he had only known that he was building his own house, he would have made it better than any other house that he ever built!Our situation can be compared to this carpenter. God has sent us to this world to build our homes in paradise by obeying His commands. Now, we have to decide how well we wish to build the homes where we will live forever.</span>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-74913470680086860002009-02-14T00:30:00.000-08:002009-02-14T01:06:20.029-08:00A Valentines Present<p><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Valentines Gifts</span><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4wREztyV5a8mOpvk7dfbBTaD_4gbgpyZrCasy0tddFdfvT1-PJGDEATCH3fX1rO31llsZloz___KIv8APtoWxyV1DRQIvu06gissCEgiL5vEMqPC6AzMaeKTjdj50awu-R6q716LxtIk/s1600-h/neclace.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302569985993726738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4wREztyV5a8mOpvk7dfbBTaD_4gbgpyZrCasy0tddFdfvT1-PJGDEATCH3fX1rO31llsZloz___KIv8APtoWxyV1DRQIvu06gissCEgiL5vEMqPC6AzMaeKTjdj50awu-R6q716LxtIk/s400/neclace.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXmi-uNab3MYnaLrQXtMARvUkbW0FOofg1N0dCIHktjkahcC9tZLEb_RFd00s9LLeEpNTB28w0P48D4Ki-rWq41PZIEU_8wYRIXMkf7EjNsLTQXFx50515DO3HNEHUC0uZUV12ZtT8HLM/s1600-h/wine.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302569987967886770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXmi-uNab3MYnaLrQXtMARvUkbW0FOofg1N0dCIHktjkahcC9tZLEb_RFd00s9LLeEpNTB28w0P48D4Ki-rWq41PZIEU_8wYRIXMkf7EjNsLTQXFx50515DO3HNEHUC0uZUV12ZtT8HLM/s400/wine.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIeSxwbrasHObHMEmbqU9RmcPX25CAuza-W58uHuV1cn4xIgbMtWD2qp15H6BTCPwgHITIIRFuNoX6L2TFnANeL4P0p_BxABO-X1-1MYxoy4ec9HwFnU_6DK0xM-Oc96EKkCcZue0omqK/s1600-h/bracelet.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302569985091387074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKIeSxwbrasHObHMEmbqU9RmcPX25CAuza-W58uHuV1cn4xIgbMtWD2qp15H6BTCPwgHITIIRFuNoX6L2TFnANeL4P0p_BxABO-X1-1MYxoy4ec9HwFnU_6DK0xM-Oc96EKkCcZue0omqK/s400/bracelet.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkPrOyYgFWwadqIe_nNFYTAq4sKDEFWi_kJzWNqk7_9uG9VOb4TiyRgFNVo-5RcrgNb5Oo5CUMpnpsbxDk1cghqVeZAOryCvSK04fa4l5rAHBqCR8El6VfCMySXApxmoz0lfat8DVa0GP/s1600-h/purse.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302569984700104930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkPrOyYgFWwadqIe_nNFYTAq4sKDEFWi_kJzWNqk7_9uG9VOb4TiyRgFNVo-5RcrgNb5Oo5CUMpnpsbxDk1cghqVeZAOryCvSK04fa4l5rAHBqCR8El6VfCMySXApxmoz0lfat8DVa0GP/s400/purse.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Maximum gifts carry the impression heart or the cupid’s arrow.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">The hotels and restaurants are booked for whole day as the love birds want to spend time together for the maximum duration this day. Love birds also adore strolling and sitting in the gardens or in the picturesque locations.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Valentine gift cards also make the purpose of gifting much easier. Actually, love is beautiful and everything involved with it is considered to be beautiful. The gifts and the flowers are also understood to be beauty personified.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Some beautiful valentine gifts, Valentines Day gifts are displayed below, select and send them to your beloved right away: </span></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Happy Heart's Day!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-79866363253779187322009-02-05T23:28:00.000-08:002009-02-05T23:34:29.755-08:00Some Cutest Definition Of Love<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"> Some Cutest Definition of Love</span><br /><br /></span><br /><div style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tbody> <tr> <td dir="ltr" style="font-size: 12pt; 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We can think about 6 million good reasons to live longer but that doesn't give us the guarantee to prolong our lives instead, a good positive outlook in life is much way better than that. One of mankind's greatest obsessions is the quest for eternal youth. For over years now they continue to figure out the ways on how to keep our body perpetually kicking, attesting to that is the Alexander The Great scouring the world for fountain of youth.<br /><br />Now a days, though we have not yet found the secret to endless life, with the help of advance medical science we can now fight the good fight much longer than we could a century ago. And if we just start dealing with our cards right we might just get lucky to live long enough seeing a new day that come up with the magic ingredients that will help us live longer.<br /><br />I trimmed down some useful tips base from my first hand experience which I find it effective in welcoming a positive outlook in life.<br /><br />* Keep smiling. There is nothing much more difficult than being a teacher. This job requires your time, effort and even your analysis but inspite of how demanding this work might be I always find a way to smile. This shows a positive attitude that proven to lessen of having a heart problem than person with more negative attitude.<br /><br />* Go and watch scary movie. I love horror movies that lead me to discover that getting involve with that kind of flicks or anything that can put your heart at rapid pace is like hitting your heart reset button which helps it keep on ticking.<br /><br />* Rise and dine. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and research shows that men who ate breakfast everyday were 44 percent less likely to be overweight and 41 percent less like to develop insulin resistance, both risk factors for heart disease.<br /><br />* Take a walk. Walking up to 4 thousand steps than riding on a vihicle has proven to lower your blood pressure that condition our heart from clogging.<br /><br />* Get involve on a group. People who choose to be on their own have the higher risk of developing depressed, one cause of heart failure than people with a wide circle of friends.<br /><br />* Get yourself a good book. While I was browsing the internet I accidentally click on the article showing the benifits of reading good book. According to it men who recited poetry for half an hour a day lowered their heart rates significantly reducing the stress level and possibly their heart disease.<br /><br />* Go on sex.Yes, this is a no kidding issue. You might think that all that grunting, pumping and sweating would increase your risk of stroke. Think again?, men who have sex atleast twice a week less likely to have stroke than man who have sex less often.<br /><br />* Have a scramble egg. I found out that egg is low in saturated fat and packed with betaine, a compound that helps lower homocysteine levels in the blood.<br /><br />* Get yourself a degree. Having finished with a four year course or advance degrees are more likely away from depressal stage. Why? the benifit comes from moving up the earnings ladder.<br /><br />* Rub yourself. Afterwork, I always give myself a massage which help me relieve from stress and reduce levels of inflammation triggering chemicals in the skin.<br /><br />* Push yourself on exercise. This one's from harvard researchers found that men who percieved themselves to working out vigorously where 28 percent less likely to develop heart disease than guy who felt they were slacking.<br /><br />In conclusion, it may amount to asking yourself whether it's worth it to enjoy better life, a longer life and a more attractive image. I leave it to you for now because we've got a tremendous change in mindset. </div>chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-72920045172308448012009-02-01T23:43:00.001-08:002009-02-05T22:25:08.921-08:00frosty_mayn<a href="http://www.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/view.php?g=1154&c=Political"><img src="http://content.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/wset11/frostysnowmelts.gif" alt="Myspace Graphics" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/">Myspace Comments</a><br /><img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTIzMzU2MDU3NTA5MyZwdD*xMjMzNTYwNjExNzAzJnA9MzIzMDAyJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mZj1i.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" />chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-838566042454336245.post-28643191478302999902009-02-01T23:41:00.001-08:002009-02-05T22:26:00.600-08:00the bees in my heart<a href="http://www.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/view.php?g=1406&c=Valentine%27s+Day"><img src="http://content.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/set10/buzzybees.png" alt="Myspace Graphics" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.pimp-my-profile.com/graphics/">Myspace Comments</a><br /><img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzMzU2MDQyMjc5NiZwdD*xMjMzNTYwNDY*NzY1JnA9MzIzMDAyJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*5NjQ3ZDI2YzQwYTE*YzFiOWExYjk2NjM4YTZkMGU4ZQ==.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" />chadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15422358181342788558noreply@blogger.com0