<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357</id><updated>2012-03-18T02:24:35.124+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad About Jey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-4814314113246871684</id><published>2007-08-17T02:12:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T06:12:36.795+03:00</updated><title type='text'>CROWN YOU WITH PRAISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;GOT THIS FROM LOWELL...&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;Get your Ipod. Copy, paste and answer. =)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Directions:&lt;BR&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;BR&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;BR&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; SING by Travis Cottrell&lt;BR&gt;(y not!)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; THIRST FOR YOU by Cece Winans &lt;BR&gt;(Not quite sure)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; JUST A CLOSER WALK by Bart Millard &lt;BR&gt;(yeah, a little bit closer)&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; LIFE by Hillsong &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(full of life!)&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; GIVE US CLEAN HANDS by Chris Tomlin &lt;BR&gt;(Oh yeah, Lord this is my prayer)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; TAKE ME IN by Kutless &lt;BR&gt;(Take me into the holy of holies,&lt;BR&gt;Take me in by the blood of the lamb...)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; EVERYTHING by Lakewood&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(cool huh?) &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt;  CALL UPON HIS NAME by Darlene Zsech&lt;BR&gt;(I always do)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK ABOUT YOU?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; THE MORE I SEE YOU by Michael Buble&lt;BR&gt;(Oh yeah, what an adorable kid)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; WHAT ON EARTH AM I HERE FOR?  by Jill Zadeh&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(hmmm...)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; CLOSING by Katinas&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT SONG WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; SING TO THE KING by Eoghan Heaslip&lt;BR&gt;(this is nice...)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; ISAIH 6 by Todd Agnew&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(just open your bible and read Isaiah 6)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; FREE by Hillsong United&lt;BR&gt;(Wrong, i love to be free)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; BETTER IS ONE DAY by Matt Redman and Rebecca St. James&lt;BR&gt;(yes indeed)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE by Hillsong&lt;BR&gt;(faithful friends...)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU BRING ON A DESERT ISLAND?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; GIFT OF LOVE by Hillsong&lt;BR&gt;(hahaha! cheesy..but can be true...)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT IS YOUR PET HATE?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; WORTHY IS THE LAMB by Hillsong&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(pet = lamb????)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;IF YOU COULD CHANGE THE WORLD, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; IN YOUR HANDS by Hillsong&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;(yep, change the world, leave everything in His hands)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;HOW ARE YOU FEELING AT THE MOMENT?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; TRADING MY SORROWS by Darell Evans&lt;BR&gt;(oh yeah!!! very good one!!!)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;DO YOU HATE ANYONE?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH by Hillsong&lt;BR&gt;(Hmmm. I don't hate people that much)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;DOES ANYONE HATE YOU?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; GLORY TO THE KING by Hillsing&lt;BR&gt;(just give Him all the glory)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP, WHO/WHAT DO YOU THINK OF?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; I AM FREE by Promise Keepers &lt;BR&gt;(thank you for the saving grace)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I AM...?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt; WHAT THE LORD HAS DONE IN ME by Hillsong&lt;BR&gt;(a living testimony... yeah)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;BR&gt;--&gt;CROWN YOU WITH PRAISE by Natalie Grant &amp; Friends&lt;BR&gt;(oh yeah!)&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-4814314113246871684?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/4814314113246871684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=4814314113246871684&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/4814314113246871684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/4814314113246871684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/08/crown-you-with-praise.html' title='CROWN YOU WITH PRAISE'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-1023099901777025800</id><published>2007-07-02T13:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T17:37:49.892+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual DNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I got from Cath. Nice!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" enableJavaScript="false" src="&lt;A href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"&gt;http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf&lt;/A&gt;"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="&lt;A href="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&lt;/A&gt;"  &lt;BR&gt;flashvars="i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&amp;c1=abstract&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;c2=ipod%20love&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3246D42F.jpeg&amp;c3=splurge&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1CC3FA29.jpeg&amp;c4=free%20to%20love&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-396C1EDE.jpeg&amp;c5=Eeewww%21%21&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;c6=forever&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0A837525.jpeg&amp;c7=nice..&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6DA4C4D5.jpeg&amp;c8=funky&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7BA2BE9F.jpeg&amp;c9=so%20love%20to%20do&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=around%20the%20world&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-2D00D6DF.jpeg&amp;c11=Oh%20Paris%21&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-B246206.jpeg&amp;c12=love%20green%20tea&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_4F9C0EDC.jpeg&amp;c13=perfect%21&amp;bgcolor=##000000&amp;habitslabel=HIGH%20TIME%20ROLLER&amp;moodlabel=EASY%20RIDER%20&amp;funlabel=ESCAPE%20ARTIST&amp;lovelabel=LOVE%20BUG&amp;userhome=http://friends.imagini.net/@541731-8351" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href="http://friends.imagini.net/@541731-8351"&gt;http://friends.imagini.net/@541731-8351&lt;/A&gt;" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="&lt;A href="http://imagini.net/"&gt;http://imagini.net/&lt;/A&gt;" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-1023099901777025800?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/1023099901777025800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=1023099901777025800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1023099901777025800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1023099901777025800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/07/visual-dna.html' title='Visual DNA'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-2015394238064784693</id><published>2007-06-26T11:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:35:56.602+03:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much of the Philippines have you Visited?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Got this from my online buddy... mostly Luzon lang.hahaha! Sad...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img'&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img&lt;/A&gt; style="border:0px;" src="&lt;A href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?daaaaaaaacaaaaaaakaaakuaaaaaaaaaaaakaaacaaaaauaapaaaaaaaaaaaaauaaacaaaaukaaeaaacaaaaaaaaaa8880"&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?daaaaaaaacaaaaaaakaaakuaaaaaaaaaaaakaaacaaaaauaapaaaaaaaaaaaaauaaacaaaaukaaeaaacaaaaaaaaaa8880&lt;/A&gt;" title="Lakbayan Visited Map" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img'&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img&lt;/A&gt; style="border:0px;margin-top:5px;" src="&lt;A href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-d"&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-d&lt;/A&gt;" title="Lakbayan Grade: D" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at &lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite'&gt;http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite&lt;/A&gt; style="font-size:85%"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="&lt;A href='http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene'&gt;http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene&lt;/A&gt; Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-2015394238064784693?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/2015394238064784693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=2015394238064784693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/2015394238064784693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/2015394238064784693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-much-of-philippines-have-you.html' title='How Much of the Philippines have you Visited?'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-8981182294689410149</id><published>2007-02-16T00:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:50:01.265+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RdTVFAoKCqYAADyxDYY1"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.jeyjey.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RdTVFAoKCqYAADyxDYY1/DSCN8663.jpg?et=xzPfhiXXdJnuLs3L48EksQ" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;Hi! How did your valentine's day go? For me, I went Japanese, American and Arabic. Why? Here's why,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;February 12 - Herbert and I decided to make an early valentines date kasi we have a music practice on wednesday, so we cant. So, nagdate kami sa Moon Palace. Kaya Japanese. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;February 13 - We went out with my parents para naman sila i-date. Destination: TGIF. I guess you know kung what kind of foods ang serve dun.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;February 14 - We still went on practice.&amp;nbsp; But after, date naman namin father ni Herbert. We went to Turkey Central and ate shish tawooq. Yummy! Making it an arabic night for us.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;How about you, what happened nung valentines? &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-8981182294689410149?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/8981182294689410149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=8981182294689410149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/8981182294689410149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/8981182294689410149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/02/hearts-day.html' title='Heart&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-646827368045441258</id><published>2007-02-10T16:12:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:57:21.461+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts from Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.jeyjey.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1/DSCN8573COPY.jpg?et=d%2Bjnyqeal1tD0wirYD3n5A" border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;Last Thursday, 08 February 2007, me, my mom and my Herbert went to watch a concert featuring Sarah Geronimo, &lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Rachelle Anne Go, Christian Bautista and M&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;ark Bautista. I was so happy kasi I really like Sarah and I get to wat&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;ch her live. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;Sad thing though, I thought that this show would really be as organized as&amp;nbsp;I thought..We didn't get to sit on our sit numbers kasi people were sitting na kahit saan.&amp;nbsp; People were having arguments na nga because of insisting that they sit on their respective places.E other people are sitting on th&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;em na. And people are removing the sticker numbers na on the seats. Funny part was, at first, they announced not to remove the seat numbers sticked on the chairs. People were 'booing' kasi it was too late na to say that. Then after a few minutes, again they announced to just remove the stickers on the chair. Hahah! I was just laughing.&amp;nbsp; Annoying but funny... It just proved that Pinoys are really pinoys.&amp;nbsp;Full of kalokohan.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;I think that siguro everything will be much o&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;kay if they allocated ushers in each isle of the seats to&amp;nbsp;check strictly the&amp;nbsp;seat numbers on the&amp;nbsp;tickets and&amp;nbsp;assist the people to their respective places. And also, if they make hiwalay ang entrance ng &lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;mga tickets holding the VVIP, VIP and&amp;nbsp;Seating tickets.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I think mas magiging enjoyable ang night despite na&amp;nbsp;it was so cold that time.&amp;nbsp; Just my thinking ang suggestions.. Hope no one will get mad. Peace!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;Anyway, thanks &lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Diane for bringing them here! Like ko silang lahat! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;Check out some of the pics I took of the show in my Photos link.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;Godbless!!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc3DDwoKCqYAAFX1aAs1"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#000000&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rc2-QAoKCqYAADDD9uo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A 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href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/646827368045441258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=646827368045441258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/646827368045441258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/646827368045441258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/02/hearts-from-home.html' title='Hearts from Home'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-3995849899799181927</id><published>2007-02-07T12:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:05:50.799+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#330033&gt;I lost 2 kilos already! Good news diba.. hehehe... For two weeks, I lost that much.&amp;nbsp; Fair enough. Yun lang.&amp;nbsp; Just want to brag about it. Hahaha! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-3995849899799181927?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/3995849899799181927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=3995849899799181927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/3995849899799181927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/3995849899799181927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-7071186732689173051</id><published>2007-01-30T11:19:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:19:36.067+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I'm currently at work..sitting at my desk in front of the computer with nothing to do.. So, I decided to post something na lang.. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I got a day off last Saturday, my Boss gave me one which I didnt expect and which I didn't know why he gave me a day off.&amp;nbsp; Out of curiousity,&amp;nbsp;I asked him.. And he answered "'Coz you're a good girl, that's I'm giving you a day off." Ain't him sweet? Good thing my boss is this good.. One blessing from above...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So, in that day off, I asked my mom if we could have a stroll at the mall.&amp;nbsp; I was only planning of buying a 6riyal blush-on at Daiso but I ended up spending QR500!! Ladies, are we really like this? We easily get side-tracked.. Haha! Because it's sale in Next and Oasis, my mom and I bought 3 blouses from Next and 1 blouse from Oasis. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then, we found our way to Body Shop! Hahah! I bought my mom some Vit C capsules for the face (I tried it, and it's really smooth on the face), a lipgloss and a bodyscrub.&amp;nbsp; I bought myself a body perfume - really smells good! &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But then yesterday night, because I can't get enough of Body Shop, I bought myself a blusher, a blush on, a face powder, a lipstick and a concealer. Buy 2 take 1 kasi e! Hahah! It's not always that I splurge on make-up so I think what I did is not too much.. I hope..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-7071186732689173051?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/7071186732689173051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=7071186732689173051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/7071186732689173051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/7071186732689173051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-8930078241906097423</id><published>2007-01-18T23:47:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T23:47:20.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Why the "dot"?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;First reason: Pimples! I don't know why two of them have come out in a month. I usually have pimples once a month lang. *sigh*&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Second reason: I'm supposed to go out for a coffee with my friends, but was postponed coz I was scheduled to lead the praise and worship at our church.&amp;nbsp; So, I have to put a "dot" into that plan and make it next week.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Third reason: Relaxed days are over.&amp;nbsp; Having so much at work this week. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#ffccff&gt;***********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I received an email the other day that today, Thursday, 18th January 2007, the temperature will be at 2degrees.&amp;nbsp; Hmm... it's cold alright..but I don't think it's 2 degrees outside...Another bogus email...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#ffccff&gt;***********&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Last November, we had a concert, I can say a beneficiary concert at that, that we were able to raise funds to support children at World Vision.&amp;nbsp; So happy that we get to sponsor 10 kids and help them to finish their study and improve their lives.&amp;nbsp; Other than those 10 kids, I have my own sponsored child.&amp;nbsp; It's really a blessing to be a blessing to others! :o) &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-8930078241906097423?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/8930078241906097423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=8930078241906097423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/8930078241906097423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/8930078241906097423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/dot.html' title='Dot'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-1211252670627024816</id><published>2007-01-13T07:27:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T07:27:29.767+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;How did my week go? Well, like what I've said, had two days off.. When I got back to work, so happy coz there's not much to do... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;One more thing to be thankful. Our working hours changed. It'll be from 6:30 to 2:30 na instead of 7:00-3:00. I know, it's hard to wake up early, but we'll be going early too. Not bad right? And we get to have lunch every Saturday and Thursday na unlike before. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;And.... that's it.. nothing exciting.. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-1211252670627024816?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/1211252670627024816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=1211252670627024816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1211252670627024816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1211252670627024816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/week.html' title='Week'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-4602296899329555321</id><published>2007-01-10T07:15:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:15:51.798+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Been thinking&amp;nbsp;about this these past few days:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;"Don't do anything today that you will regret in the past and will cause hurt to your loved ones in the future."&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="Trebuchet MS" color=#cc33cc&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-4602296899329555321?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/4602296899329555321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=4602296899329555321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/4602296899329555321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/4602296899329555321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-5826128103402641050</id><published>2007-01-08T18:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:40:06.408+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Holiday's over.&amp;nbsp; Bummer. Next holiday would be on September 03 na... Independence Day of Qatar.. So tagal pa..Anyway...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#993399&gt;******************************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;First day of my holiday - I decided to have some bonding time with my mom. I asked her if we could go to the mall to check out some sale.&amp;nbsp; And I thought to myself, I would buy whatever she likes to buy. But it went the other way around! Haha! She didn't get herself anything coz she didn't find anything good. But me! I&amp;nbsp; bought 2 items - 1 skirt from Mango and 1 blouse from Jennyfer. Haha! Tsk Tsk... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Second day - Just spent the time at our home. Cooked chicken stir fry for our lunch (they liked it! Wohoo!! ). Then, Herbert brought his laptop and we checked out some games in there. We decided to play Bowling.&amp;nbsp; Losers will get to treat dinner. I won and he lose! Lol! Watched ASAP '07 afterwards.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#993399&gt;******************************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Watched United 93 Saturday night. All I can say is "Wow, pare, heavy." Made me sad and angry. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#993399&gt;******************************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;And oh! Noon pa ako wonder if what happened the time slot of Let's Go! I'm a fan of that show. Those teens are so cute and fun. I remember my teen days. Lol! Kakamiss din yun. And I found out yesterday that it was moved from Saturday to Sunday kya pala hindi ko na sya napapanood.. Happy ako kasi napanood ko sya. (Babaw no?!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#993399&gt;*****************************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;So I'm back to work today. Went 30mins early to the office to clear out my table. When I got there, daming papers sa table ko. But I managed to clear everything before lunch. Pati na rin papers for filling. Good! I'm allergic to papers na kasi. Hehe.. I worried too much. There's not much backlog for that two days I was gone. Thank God.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" color=#993399&gt;******************************&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Enough na nga.. I'm boring you na ata... &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-5826128103402641050?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/5826128103402641050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=5826128103402641050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/5826128103402641050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/5826128103402641050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-2148893577927909118</id><published>2007-01-04T23:53:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:53:47.628+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;It is freezing cold!!!! As I've read in the paper, the temperature recorded was 8degrees and it was the coldest ever, since 1964's 6degrees. Its because of the cold wind that's coming from Siberia. (Trivia!) Well, of course, for those of you living in the states and where there is snow, its different... its &lt;STRONG&gt;super super super&lt;/STRONG&gt; cold. Heheh.. We've got heater running inside our home which I'm scared of because it might overheat... And the other day, I ate ice cream. Lol! Stupid right? It is so cold and I ate an ice cream. Because it's Selecta,&amp;nbsp;I had to eat. Haha!! Because of that, my throat became sore, giving me fever yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I like being sick coz I'm treated like a baby. Whatever and whichever I want, it will&amp;nbsp;be given.&amp;nbsp;Don't you agree with me? &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, got sick the whole night.&amp;nbsp; My mother told me not to go to work today for me to have rest, but I decided to go to finish all the work so I will not have any backlog before my holiday. Speaking of holiday, I'm getting 2 days holiday again!! I was supposed to take a straight holiday this week, but decided to take the two extra days next week so my work will not pile up. Wohoo!! Thinking of what to do..Hmm..maybe check out some sale in the mall with my mom, if ever I still have the money. Or just sleep all day and be lazy. Hahah!! Anyway, I'm happy coz I get to have holiday.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;But I'm still thinking of work.. What if all the papers pile up on my table? What if the day I return for work, I will be so busy and have to stay overtime?? What if I will be pressured??? Oh dear, am I being workaholic??? Hope not.. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-2148893577927909118?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/2148893577927909118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=2148893577927909118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/2148893577927909118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/2148893577927909118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-1817629960887010408</id><published>2007-01-01T02:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T02:38:52.962+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;The time is 2:30am, 01 January 2007. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I just got home from our new year's dinner at Dairy Queen. Haha! We have no media noche like in&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RZhIbgoKCqYAAAIkbhI1"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; the Philippines.. It's because I didn't have time to cook and prepare as we&amp;nbsp;were busy helping my father wrapping gifts for his program at church earlier that evening. We spent our new year's eve at church where we ended 2006 and started 2007 with a prayer.&amp;nbsp; Sounds good right? The message for that night: "Forget the former things.&amp;nbsp; Look ahead for 2007 with great expectations from God". I like that. Forget the old things, forget all the hurts..forget all the problems.. and look forward to greater things for 2007 coz God is in control. I hope that also encouraged you my dear friends and readers... &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Anyway, so, right... We spent our night at the church and early morning of the first day of 2007 at Dairy Queen... But earlier that day, me and herbert went at one shopping mall to get his christmas gift for me!!! I know it's too late..It's because we didn't have time to buy gifts for each other as we were busy buying gifts for others.. I was thinking of of him giving me make-ups from Body Shop.&amp;nbsp; But he changed his mind.&amp;nbsp; He want something daw that I can remember him as make-up daw e nauubos.&amp;nbsp; So, without second thoughts, I dragged him to one shoe shop (thank God it's on sale!) and let him buy me a pair of black shoes. And from my own pocket, I decided to buy myself make-ups from Body Shop. (hindi ko matiis e!) And then we went home na to have rest and prepare for that night's program.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I can say that 2006 was a good year for me.&amp;nbsp; Got a nice new job, celebrated our first year anniversary as a couple.. got promoted in my job are some of the blessings I'm thankful to God for.&amp;nbsp; That year was also the year I get to meet my future in-laws, learned how to cook and loved and still love doing it and learned how to put make-up. Hahahah!! Not to forget, got to participate at the 15th Asian Games! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;I think I blabbed enough... Here are some things that I got for the last day of&amp;nbsp; 2006:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RZhIbgoKCqYAAAIkbhI1"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 156px" height=156 src="http://images.jeyjey.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RZhIbgoKCqYAAAIkbhI1/Blessings028.jpg?et=6twSf1cGxzSt6GRqQDQ3MA" width=300 border=0&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;----&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Brown Mascara and Eyeshadow from Body Shop&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddle style="WIDTH: 171px; HEIGHT: 187px" height=205 src="http://images.jeyjey.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RZhI7goKCqYAAAIkbi41/Blessings029.jpg?et=RuxEOchGlp1MHt0%2Bv0HZHg" width=225 border=0&gt;------&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; New shoes from Aldo&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Last pic for the year 2006:&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddle src="http://images.jeyjey.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RZhJYAoKCqYAABhlgi01/300.jpg?et=Pou6i8z%2Beu4QNPpEgYA1Nw" border=0&gt;-----&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; with good friends Cathy and Dawn&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Happy new year everyone!!! Godbless!!! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=justify&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-1817629960887010408?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/1817629960887010408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=1817629960887010408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1817629960887010408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1817629960887010408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-3834124867781257517</id><published>2006-12-27T18:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:38:54.191+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>December 24&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiring but happy day for me... After my work, I went to straight to the malls to get some gifts for my friends... I know it was too late.. So I went at one of the malls, bought some items for my friends and bosses... Ended at my car wrapping gifts..Hehehe..Here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;4:00pm - Left work. Drove straight to City Centre, bought gifts for my friends, and my parents..Left at 6:00pm&lt;br /&gt;6:15pm - Arrived at Centrepoint. Bought gifts for my bosses. Got some wrappers and paper bags.Left at 6:30pm&lt;br /&gt;6:45pm - Stopover at Food Palace to buy a scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;7:00pm - At my car. Wrapping gifts. (Can't wrap at my house coz my parents will see my gifts for them). Finished at 8:30, left for home.&lt;br /&gt;9:00pm - Arrived home. Fixed myself for 15mins for the christmas eve dinner. Left at 9:30pm&lt;br /&gt;9:45pm - Destination: Korean Garden Restaurant. Had a wonderful dinner. Was so full..Left at 11:30pm&lt;br /&gt;11:45pm - Arrived home. Did some photo shoots...&lt;br /&gt;12:00am - Opening of gifts! Fun!! Fun!! Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm - Went to bed.. (Too tired...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 25&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late.. went for work for our christmas lunch..&lt;br /&gt;7:20am - Woke up. Called the office to inform that I will be late. Good thing though, boss was not there yet either.&lt;br /&gt;8:30am - Arrived at office.  Boss busy preparing the table. (So touched and impressed, He was really into it. He was the one arranging the table, and preparing the salads. Even brought a microwave oven, just in case, he said.)&lt;br /&gt;9:00am - Went to our main site office. Visited friends, greeted merry christmas, gave some gifts and of course, pictures!! &lt;br /&gt;10:00am - Went back to my office.  Lots of papers on my table, but not in the mood to work. Put it aside, placed on my pending tray.Heheh.. Went to chat with my colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;12:30pm - Food arrived! Cooked by one of our Assitant Resident Engineer. He's one great cook! We had turkey, broiled chicken (taste like Andoks!), baked pasta with tuna, blueberry and apple pie, and casserroles. He cooked them all by himself. Impressive. Was so full and happy... Great atmosphere.. Gave gifts to my bosses... After opening, they immediately used them.. I was happy... Good choice of gifts..&lt;br /&gt;2:00pm - Finished the lunch.. Just had conversations...&lt;br /&gt;3:00pm - Went home. Had lunch again with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;4:00pm-  Chat with my brother and lola.. Good hearing their voices again.. Miss them so much!! &lt;br /&gt;4:30pm onwards - Just had some rest... Tiring but wonderful christmas morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pictures, check out http://jeyjey.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your christmas everyone?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-3834124867781257517?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/3834124867781257517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=3834124867781257517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/3834124867781257517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/3834124867781257517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-6976371385797237878</id><published>2006-12-22T13:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:39:32.167+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eskwela</title><content type='html'>I want to share a new site i found (through my brother) where alumni can get together. Eskwela.com. Check out my Eskwela ID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/eskwela.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a better view click this - &lt;a href="http://myid.eskwela.com/18459"&gt;http://myid.eskwela.com/18459&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, calling all alumni!!! Visit this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to our Thanksgiving at our church. Catch you all later! Godbless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-6976371385797237878?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/6976371385797237878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=6976371385797237878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/6976371385797237878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/6976371385797237878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/12/eskwela.html' title='Eskwela'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-1879788770624741500</id><published>2006-12-19T16:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:13:17.272+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bummer</title><content type='html'>Bummer List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My ipod stopped functioning!!! Aarrrgghh!!! I tried all the reboot and restart thing, it won't work! Friends say that its better to bring it to some service centre coz its still under warranty.. Bad thing is, I don't know where I kept the receipt... :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Haven't done my christmas shopping.  For the reason that all my car expenses have to come up this month. I paid for the yearly insurance, maintenance, and others.  My inaanaks are increasing and I would like to give them something for Christmas... And I don't have the budget.. Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) FYI, I'm presently sponsoring a child in the Philippines. I'm giving a donation to World Vision monthly so my sponsored child can continue her study.  Bad thing is, her bday is this coming 23rd and I havent thought of what I will give her.  Folks at the organization advised that it would be better to send money instead of items for gifts as other children might see and get envious.  Like what I told at my item#2, I have no budget.  I also have lots of post cards for her, but haven't found yet the time to write... So sick of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I haven't got half of the payment for an advertisement photo shoot I did  for the Asian Games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am getting fat. Ain't that bummer enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-1879788770624741500?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/1879788770624741500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=1879788770624741500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1879788770624741500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/1879788770624741500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/12/bummer.html' title='Bummer'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-115105857589064203</id><published>2006-06-23T13:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T13:29:35.916+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Last June 17 was a very special day... It was our first year anniversary!! And we owe it all to God for bring us together... and for that one year, for making our love grow and not fade... Of course, there were conflicts.. But one thing we're proud of our relationship is that we don't let the sun go down in our conflicts... the longest tampuhan we had was i think 30mins... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated that special day by having a wonderful dinner at Ritz Carlton at The Lagoon.  Food was wonderful... And the night is just so blessed... I had a surprise cake and balloons...&lt;br /&gt;Looking for more wonderful years together....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN7078300.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**for more pics you can look at this link... &lt;a href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos?view_page_as=anon"&gt;http://jeyjey.multiply.com/photos?view_page_as=anon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-115105857589064203?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/115105857589064203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=115105857589064203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/115105857589064203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/115105857589064203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-114830821167254978</id><published>2006-05-22T17:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T17:30:11.893+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing well in my work, thank God.  I'm coping up with the company' s system.. and so far, my co-workers are nice naman...  And I'm really so greatful na my workplace is very near to my home.. At least, when I go home, I still can see the sun.. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so missing 'Pinas right now.. I don't know why... I miss na especially my lola... waaaahh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-114830821167254978?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/114830821167254978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=114830821167254978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114830821167254978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114830821167254978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/05/work-im-doing-well-in-my-work-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-114717336997481587</id><published>2006-05-09T14:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:16:10.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy and blessed.... Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited to start coz my working hours is great... I'm out at 3pm... ;o) Other than that, the office location is near to my house.. I think I will not encounter any traffic. And I'll be saving money for gasoline.. Coz I'll have to drive for two times only, unlike on my present job now, I'm driving four times everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, my present job approved of my resignation even though I have given them a very short notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, God has proven himself faithful to His children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godbless everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-114717336997481587?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/114717336997481587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=114717336997481587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114717336997481587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114717336997481587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/05/faithful.html' title='Faithful'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-114544491890352210</id><published>2006-04-19T13:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:10:49.406+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/iceage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, my love one and I watched this movie I've been longing to see. ICE AGE 2: THE MELTDOWN. Kiddish? Nah... I love this movie.. Since I saw its first release.. Hilarious and I can say witty in its own way. Great animation and great dialogues, though its somewhat slapstick, the outcome is wonderful. I like Sid the Sloth, he's so irritatingly funny. I suggest you watch this one.. Or you watched it already and I'm late ... ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, this was only my third time to watch a movie in a cinema house here in Qatar. My first is Free Willy(which is like a school tour) , and the second was Titanic. And it was not even in the cinemas in the malls because there was no malls yet here that time. Don't laugh.. I know you're smiling.. Hehehe.. ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-114544491890352210?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/114544491890352210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=114544491890352210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114544491890352210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114544491890352210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/04/movie-time.html' title='Movie Time'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-114475436311799261</id><published>2006-04-11T14:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T14:19:23.183+03:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>Have to update you guys na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About me? First, im doing fine, if you may ask.  Work's the same... Nothing new.. Except that I got an increase.. Did I already say that before? Can't remember na.. Its really been too long since I last blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got myself a new a haircut.. shorter style coz I'm tired of tying it up on a ponytail making me look like older than my age.. They say it suits me..making me look young.. Others say they like my old long hair.. Everyone has their own opinions.. As for me, I'm liking my hair now.. No fuss every morning.. Wash and go.. Hehe.. And because I dont have budget na for rebonding my hair so better cut it short na lang.. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I'm getting myself addicted to Body Shop! I bought Vit C Energizing Spritz for my face, Almond Oil Hand Cream for my hands and nails, and Shampoo and Conditioner made up of honey for my hair.  I'm loving them too much! Smells good too!  Being happy in your own skin, we get self- esteem, right? ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post soon! ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-114475436311799261?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/114475436311799261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=114475436311799261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114475436311799261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114475436311799261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/04/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-114470269012519376</id><published>2006-04-10T23:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:58:10.126+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad..</title><content type='html'>I am a bad blogger, right? Can't keep my blog up to date... Oh well... Have to start again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-114470269012519376?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/114470269012519376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=114470269012519376&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114470269012519376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/114470269012519376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/04/bad.html' title='Bad..'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113921754661338063</id><published>2006-02-06T12:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T12:20:42.913+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how's everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, of course, the usual.. work work work.. it took some time for me to update kasi nothing exciting is really happening to me lately..same old..same old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And currently, I'm so sick.. it started last Saturday night.. had a fever...but the next morning I decided to go to work, but then, di ko rin nakayanan.. have to go home..had fever the whole day.. and until now im having my rest.. still the cold and cough is with me.. they love me so much.. kidding.. ;o) Sayang nga, I'm scheduled to talk sa career guidance here at Philippine School Doha but because of this, I cannot make it.. I feel so shy tuloy kasi di ako nakapunta.. I gratuated pa naman dun.. But it's not my fault na nagkasakit ako diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about my work pala.. I feel happy na rin coz when I got back from vacation, I got my bonus(one month salary din yun) and an increment.. O diba? God is good.. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! Just want to share with you my happy moments with my love one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/AW300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image144300.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113921754661338063?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113921754661338063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113921754661338063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113921754661338063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113921754661338063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/02/hows-everyone-as-for-me-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113775631214985208</id><published>2006-01-20T14:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T14:25:12.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's right folks. I'm back at Doha again.. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be back here coz my love one is here...But just thinking that you have to work again.. makes you want to go back to Philippines again...If only I could set-up my own business NOW.. I mean NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy yet depressed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113775631214985208?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113775631214985208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113775631214985208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113775631214985208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113775631214985208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/01/thats-right-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113644244741535417</id><published>2006-01-05T09:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:27:27.430+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just an Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just stayed here in Baguio for the last two weeks.. Been in the different tourist spots here.. Celebrated a very cold Christmas.. Super cold sa Baguio noong December..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome the New Year with lots of foods and firewroks... But again, I'm a magnet for colds and coughs..Nagkaron na naman ako.. But thank God, they're gone now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks to go and I'm back to Doha.. Back to work.. Well, have to work to live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm excited to go back coz I'm going to see my Herbert again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit the photo link on my side bar to see what's up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed new year ahead of you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113644244741535417?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113644244741535417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113644244741535417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113644244741535417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113644244741535417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-update-i-just-stayed-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113514597359115818</id><published>2005-12-21T09:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T09:45:43.166+03:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last! Baguio!</title><content type='html'>Oh well. At long last, I'm here at Philippines. Twas a long ride. A 9-hour trip from Qatar to Philippines, then a 6-hour drive from Manila to Baguio. Man, my body ached from all those travels. Nevertheless, I'm happy now that I've come back. At least for one month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never happy with the food. Then the seats were not comfortable. Then there was this centralized TV.. I told my dad not to take Qatar Airways, unfortunately, he did. I always choose Emirates Airlines - they've got the best food, the best tv entertainment, and the comfy seats. (Plugging to.. heheeh..). Good thing it was an evening flight, so I just slept throughout the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manila!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Philippines! Mabuhay! Hehe.. I was again bombarded with those huge billboards, with the irritating traffic, and those jeepneys. Well, this is Philippines alright. I wasn't able to take pictures because my head was spinning, I was like dizzy the whole trip. Bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baguio!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice! Cool and breezy. I love Baguio. Eventhough it is already populated, still I feel safe here rather than in Manila. Nothing changed, except the new SM Baguio. Didn't do much yet, for the last 5 days, we were just fixing our apartment here. Anyway, but we managed to eat out for dinner one time, and managed to buy some shoes, clothes and bags already. Oh one thing, KFC chicken here doesn't taste like the one in Doha. I like the taste of KFC chicken in Qatar. Hehe.. Yeah, the gravy is good, but I'm looking for that big box of fries. Hehe.. They've got rice here and mashed potatoes. Fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some pics..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/324.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/320.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/321.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm missing somebody this Christmas... :o(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113514597359115818?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113514597359115818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113514597359115818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113514597359115818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113514597359115818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-last-baguio.html' title='At Last! Baguio!'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113455883039977136</id><published>2005-12-14T14:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:17:10.333+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Got myself a new mobile...again. Hehe... Coz my brother's been wanting my Nokia7610, so okay, I'll give it to him. Cant believe the amazing features this fone has.. It's small and handy, but it got loads of features inside.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/SAMSUNG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days and hello Philippines!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelife&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are asking about this.. Hehe. All I can say is - Loving it! Heheh.. Stories to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care you all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113455883039977136?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113455883039977136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113455883039977136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113455883039977136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113455883039977136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/12/got-myself-new-mobile.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-113265814863193977</id><published>2005-11-22T14:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:21:56.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC_6636350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tha's what I can say from our concert held last Thursday at Doha Cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Though there were some fiascos, still God took care of everything. Actually, our set-up and our production is poor, because of the sudden change of venue. We're supposed to hold it at Gulf Cinema, where everything is all set- lights, sounds and everything. But on the day of concert, we were told that we have to do it at Doha Cinema. Concert starts at 7:30 and we only started setting up at 5:30. The plan is we have to check everything and prepare everything at 2pm, but then we can't for the reason na there's still a movie that's being shown and it will only end at 5:30.. We were all nervoue because of the short time of preparation. Then the lights were not that good, the sounds especially the mics, were so short of microphones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Nevertheless, it was great! The audience participated, they were not that "tuod" audience who will just sit and watch, but they worshipped with us. And the cinema was jam packed.. We can't believe it. The orchestra and the balcony is full of wonderful people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;God is so great that He won't let His children be embarassed. Though the enemy tried to stop the concert by his tactics, still God is sovereign and we can say that at that night, we are the one who's victorious and not the enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;All Glory belongs to our Awesome God!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;p.s. Watch out for the next concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Fresh Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN2029250.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN2024250.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Goodbye glasses, hello to contacts! Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-113265814863193977?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/113265814863193977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=113265814863193977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113265814863193977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/113265814863193977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/11/blessed-thas-what-i-can-say-from-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112833716244980289</id><published>2005-10-03T13:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T17:18:51.753+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What's up with me lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hmm... Been thinking of buying a new mobile fone...Again..its for the nth time na..Grabe.. When it comes to mobile fones, it can be considered as one of my sins..hehehe... Earlier at work, one American sent a Motorola mobile fone.. I checked out the fone, and it was neat.. I think Malaine has this already.. It's a Motoriola RAZR V3 model... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/motorola.jpg" /&gt; check this out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So, I called my mom to get her opinion.. Unfortunately, she disagreed. Hehehe.. I should save daw... Sabagay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Irritating.. So irritating.. Almost all the major roads here in Doha are closed.. Kaya naman super traffic... Your 10mins drive becomes your one hour drive na.. Kakainis talaga.. One more thing na nakakainis, I'm putting on weight na talaga... Good thing its Ramadan na dito sa Qatar... I will have more time for to work out.. If I WILL work out...Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yahoo!! Ramadan is here again.. It means shorter hours of work.. And I love the shift they gave me... I will only work from 10:00am - 4:00pm... Nice huh? I think it will start tomorrow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We've been invited to join the Battle of the Bands this December 08... Me and my friends are thinking about it.. Maybe not..Maybe yes.. Hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Want to see my latest pics... click this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jeyjey.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;http://jeyjey.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112833716244980289?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112833716244980289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112833716244980289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112833716244980289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112833716244980289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-up-with-me-lately-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112721341288866979</id><published>2005-09-20T13:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T13:53:11.160+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pictures can really mean thousand of words... Just see the pics below? Ironic isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;**pictures taken by my brother..he calls it "The Color of Baguio."**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC_0037300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC_0042300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;signboard reads "above 12 years old are not allowed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC_0054300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC_0055300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What's in your mind seeing these?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112721341288866979?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112721341288866979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112721341288866979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112721341288866979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112721341288866979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures-can-really-mean-thousand-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112659686391182975</id><published>2005-09-13T09:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T10:34:24.763+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Writing somehow gives us therapy... For me, it works.. When there's something that I just need to let out, i'll put it into paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It somehow releases me.. Releasing my thoughts makes me feel lighter.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Just like now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Is that how you feel as well??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Can't wait to go home for vacation this Christmas.. I miss Philippines.. and I miss Baguio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And it's Christmas time when i get home.. Festivities! Festivities! Festivities!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Sorry, got nothing to blog about.. Blogger's block strikes again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Happy week for you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112659686391182975?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112659686391182975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112659686391182975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112659686391182975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112659686391182975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/09/writing-somehow-gives-us-therapy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112616415479091596</id><published>2005-09-08T10:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:22:35.136+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Just wondering.. Thinking aloud.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Who will feel the most pain and hurt? The one who's leaving..or the one who's left behind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I think, the one who's left behind will experience more loneliness than the one who's leaving.  Because he will see and remember all the things and the places.. Unlike the other, he has a new environment..so there's not much to reminiscence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;What's your opinion?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112616415479091596?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112616415479091596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112616415479091596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112616415479091596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112616415479091596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112589940951943064</id><published>2005-09-05T08:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:50:09.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;There are those days that sometimes you just want to be quiet and calm.  You don't want any interaction with others... You just want to be plain and simple. Just to think the things that are happening to you lately... Things that's making you feel excited, happy and those things that's making you sad and irritable... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And at the end, all you can do is just let out a big sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Did this happen to you as well? Share your thoughts...  Inspire me..  :o(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112589940951943064?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112589940951943064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112589940951943064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112589940951943064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112589940951943064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/09/there-are-those-days-that-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112560903996395680</id><published>2005-09-01T23:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:14:35.593+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angst (n.)A feeling of anxiety or apprehension often accompanied by depression&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason causing this condition???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Due to frequent lunch and dinner dates with friends and family, this is what's happening. I gained 3kgs for just one month!! Aaarrgghh!! One thing I hate is that I don't burn fat that easy. I have to work out if I want these unwanted in my body to go. I really envy people who have a fast metabolism. They could pig out but still maintain their weight. Haayy... Reasons why I'm gaining weight( in order)&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/em&gt; ( due to some people, I became to like ice cream which I'm not really fond of before)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Steaks &amp;amp; buffets&lt;/em&gt; ( I think thrice this month, I had a large portion of steak with their side dishes of course..)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Snacks&lt;/em&gt; ( I was not eating snacks before at work, but now I found myself browsing through the menu of the nearby cafeteria and ordering the fullest snack I can get.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to control myself...Control..Control... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions to loose weight? Aside from exercise..puhlease.... Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112560903996395680?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112560903996395680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112560903996395680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112560903996395680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112560903996395680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/09/angst-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112529840042557274</id><published>2005-08-29T09:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:53:20.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You get irritated when things you like to happen don't end up the way you wanted, am I right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;You've been waiting for it, you've been wanting it, you've planned for it, but then it seems like it will not take place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;They say it's just priorities... But of course, what is important to you may not be important to them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;And about time commitment, what if you already commited your time to that particular event, and one situation has to come that can create a conflict, what will you choose? But then again, as I said earlier, what is important to you may not be important to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;What about you, if things like this happened to you..what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112529840042557274?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112529840042557274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112529840042557274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112529840042557274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112529840042557274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-get-irritated-when-things-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112513531658059313</id><published>2005-08-27T11:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T12:35:17.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Might as well try this..Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I have no idea.hehe..But from the kiddie pictures I'm seeing, I'm always with my father, with him in his marathon. My father is a runner, used to run for those big time competitions in Manila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hmm.. I'm happy playing with my barbie dolls..And I will not forget those brownouts we used to get during those times. And during this, I'm scared to go out of the house alone because this is when rape cases were high. Hahaha!! Also to include massacres. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Living in Doha.. So bored because not much to see then..And I miss my friends in Philippines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Second year college... Having a great time at Baguio.  I was mightly used in our church in the Music Ministry.. I think this is when my singing talent is blooming..(Ahem..Hehehe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3years ago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Graduated from college.  So happy to be out of school.  No plans of coming back. Excited of working abroad.. Sad to leave my granny..(I miss her..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last year:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Blessed with a new job, blessed with a driver's license, blessed with a car.. and been blessed with so many more..Thank you Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Was so full.  Full in terms of worship and food. Hehe.. The praise and worship in our church was so..how to say this, so wonderful... And after that, ate at Chillis, so busog na naman..Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Hmmm..So far so good.. Day's fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Our youth group is going to have an election of officers.. Vote wisely! Heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next year:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Picturing myself fulfilled... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5-10years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Seeing myself happily married, and have a business of my own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Cheerios everyone! Its your turn to do this...  :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112513531658059313?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112513531658059313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112513531658059313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112513531658059313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112513531658059313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/08/might-as-well-try-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112488148561529360</id><published>2005-08-24T13:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T14:06:05.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Been thinking lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials develop perseverance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You only know yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's how you respond to things that affects you..Whether you will give in..or give up..or stand up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Only God can bring the security we need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nothing can separate us from the love of God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Only God knows why we have to go through all of these.. He has plans and He has ways we cannot understand..But one thing is for sure...He will surely bless us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Happy days to everyone! Godbless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112488148561529360?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112488148561529360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112488148561529360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112488148561529360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112488148561529360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/08/been-thinking-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112419384745508556</id><published>2005-08-16T14:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T15:22:05.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;About Time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It is exactly one month since the last time I updated. I keep on telling myself "update ko na blog ko..update ko na talaga." But then laziness comes in. Hehe.. Anyway, move on..move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Internet Connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Now I'm really on the mood to update coz we have a new internet connection. Finally, an ADSL. Yahoo! Fast and efficient. I'll not get bored waiting for the downloading time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I've been blessed in many areas of my life these past few days..Physically, emotionally, and spiritually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Physically&lt;/em&gt; - I gained 2kgs!! I hate this.. Hehe.. But I count it as blessings of course..It just means that I'm not short of food.. Or maybe I'm just really matakaw. Hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emotionally&lt;/em&gt; - With the help of God and good friends and family, I can say that I'm maturing in terms of emotions. No more childish acts.. on to being a real lady.. Thank God for His continues strength and encouragement... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiritually&lt;/em&gt; - Yes! Been blessed indeed! I was appointed (is that the right word of it?) as one of the worship leader in our church.. I was really hesitant to go at it at first. I really know that my voice is weak, its not for this kind of responsibility. But then I was encouraged that God doesn't look at our weaknesses but He looks at our heart.. Our desire to servee Him with all of our hearts and with all of our emotions. So, I passed the audition! Praise God.. And through thise, I'm being molded to be the woman God wants me to be..Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Parties&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I think it started on my birthday, every week, me and my friends, we're partying.. Kaya siguro ako nag-gain ng 2kgs..Tsk Tsk... Pics! Pics! Party! Party! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0162cropped100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me on my birthday - love the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0139300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;celebrated my bday on Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0174640300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0172300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Jerome's treat at Ponderosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0183cropped300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0189cropped300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN0178cropped300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dra. Rhea's Bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And because Cath wants me to answer these questions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My three'sThanks Cath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three names you go by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. Jey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. Janzel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Ateng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three screen names you have had: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. nicey2483&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. atengteng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. eyes2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;. skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. cheeks (kahit na malaki.hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three physical things you don't like about yourself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. dark circles under my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three parts of your heritage: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. filipino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. don’t know what’s the third one.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three things that scare you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. rejectin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. failure3. darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three of your everyday essentials: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. toothbrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. moisturizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. facial wash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three of your favorite musical artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. South Border &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Gary V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three of your favorite songs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. "With All I Am” Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. "Kahit Kailan” South Border&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Any songs ni Gary V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; three things you want in a relationship: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. unconditional love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. having someone to share your hopes and dreams with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. acceptance (accepting him for who he is, and not for who he can be..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three lies and truths in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;lies:1. love at first sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. falling in love by chance3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the line, "I didn't mean to hurt you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;truth: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. everything happens for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. there's no easy way to break somebody's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. sometimes it's the things that you can't do, that bring out the brilliance of what you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. height&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. soundtrippin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three things you want to do really badly now: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. not go at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. go shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. have a holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three careers you're considering/you've considered: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three places you want to go on vacation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. france&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three kid's names you like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. gabrielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three things you want to do before you die: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. travel all over europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. fulfill my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. have kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a boy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. I’m messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. i laugh out loud too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. I like sporty outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three ways that you are stereotypically a girl: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. i put on lipgloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. i love to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. i'm a crybaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three celeb crushes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. brad pitt2. jude law3. ben affleck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my turn to tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;three people that i would like to see take this quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. malaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. franz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112419384745508556?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112419384745508556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112419384745508556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112419384745508556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112419384745508556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/08/about-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112152677728327492</id><published>2005-07-16T18:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T18:23:23.930+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to the One God Has Prepared For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A LETTER TO THE ONE GOD HAS PREPARED FOR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am wondering at this very minute if you are thinking of me. If like me, you are wondering what is taking us so long to find each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Many times I thought I finally found you, only to be disillusioned by the fact that my wait has not yet ended. i get up each morning hoping, dreaming, longing to meet you.I am thinking of how we will meet. Would it be as romantic as I have seen in movies? Or is it possible that I have known you all my life but we have yet to realize that we are meant for each other. Oh how I wish you were here right now because you are the only one who has the answers to my questions.Sometimes I ask myself if I have ever really known "love". I do not have the answer to that question either but I believe that more often than not. We will never really know what love is until we find the right person and since I have not found you yet, and then maybe I do not know what really love is! You just don’t know how often I dream of finally knowing what if feels like to be in your arms. Even at this moment I am imagining how you will simply sweep me off my feet! Perhaps I would be drawn to you by you smile or maybe even how you manage to make me laugh by you silly little ways!I don't really know for sure but I am praying that God will help me recognize you when the right time comes. I think of all the pain I have gone through in the past and of how much I have cried since the day I began my search. I just wanted you to know that I find my strength in clinging onto my vision of the beautiful life ahead of ME-the life I shall spend with you. In my mind and in my heart I know that you are worth all that pain and sacrifice.After all the tears has become part of my life and I believe that they are slowly washing away my flaws so that I would become perfect-for YOU! I wonder if you've been hurt so many times along the journey.But my dearest one, please don't ever give up because I am right here. Patiently waiting for you! I assure you that when we finally find each other; I would slowly heal those wounds by my LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;At night, I would look out my window and stare at the beautiful sky. Hoping that somehow you are also looking up and wondering about me. I utter a silent prayer and send all my cries to the heavens above thinking that in time they would reach you and when I feel impatient, I just close my eyes and believe that you are on your way and that you are on your way and that you are longing to see me as well. It is funny but when I finally fall asleep, it is still you that I think of, for you are always in my dreams. It seems that, for now, that is the only place where I can hold onto you. In my dreams, you would kiss away my fears and wrap me with your arms of love.&lt;br /&gt;And this, all the more makes me want to wake up and face the new day ahead with hope that soon enough you will no longer be a dream but a reality and once again I am assured that you are worth the wait. And when the time comes, everything will fall into its place just as I had imagined, thought and dreamed. Just as I had believed it would be. By then, I would simply look back and smile at all that I have gone through, in spite of the pain and amidst of the joys of life- and I would be very thankful because they all led me to you!&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;n the meantime, take care of yourself for me. Hold on to our dreams and don't even think of letting go. Believe in your heart that we will find each other no matter what happens. God has planned the course and it is up to us to follow the directions. Don't worry. Don't be afraid of getting lost. God saw to it that all the roads, no matter which one you choose to follow, leads to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112152677728327492?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112152677728327492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112152677728327492&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112152677728327492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112152677728327492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/07/letter-to-one-god-has-prepared-for-me.html' title='A Letter to the One God Has Prepared For Me'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112145296101474768</id><published>2005-07-15T21:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T21:42:41.023+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haaaayy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 255);"&gt;Last night, me and my girlfriends just decided to hang out, catch up with each other... And so our conversation moved on until we reached talking about relationships...And so there they are, talking about the ups and downs of relationships, the kilig moments... hanggang makarating sa usapang marriage.. Whenever marriage is the topic, my mind will just fly away and dream of what my wedding would be like and who will my husband be..I would just let out a sigh... knowing that that perfect one for me didn't come yet..or maybe he's already there... just waiting for God's perfect time.. Sabi nga ng friend ko, malapit na daw ang expiration date namin... I just laughed at that... And made me think, yeah, time is moving so fast.. I better get going if I want it to make it on my target age of getting married... But still, God made my heart at peace.. holding on to His promises, He will make all things beautiful in His time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 255);"&gt;Thinking of God's plan for me is making me always excited and tensed... There's that feeling na I can't wait. Gusto ko ngayon na.. But God is telling, just be still and know that I am God.  Sometimes, gusto ko ng gumalaw, but wait.  God has something wonderful if you just wait... just wait and see ..somewhere ... beautiful and perfect things will be yours forever..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size: 1.2em; color: rgb(255, 0, 51);"&gt; Just wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112145296101474768?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112145296101474768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112145296101474768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112145296101474768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112145296101474768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/07/haaaayy.html' title='Haaaayy...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112072486094572998</id><published>2005-07-07T11:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T11:27:41.666+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"All Things Work Together For Good For Those Who Love Him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase is continually ringing into my mind...Someone has told me once..no, not once, but a lot of times already... just to remind me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to remind me once again...Through all my past, through all the heartaches, pain, sorrow, joy and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things work together for good....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112072486094572998?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112072486094572998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112072486094572998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112072486094572998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112072486094572998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-things-work-together-for-good-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-112024983877703572</id><published>2005-07-01T23:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T23:43:37.476+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello guys!!!! miss me? hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really, really busy at work and church... really.. that's why no time to blog na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, there's too much to say that I can't put it into words.. Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so blessed in many areas of my life... Really feel so blessed... Graaaabbeeee!!! Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so happy..really happy... as in happy to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung sa iba love moves in mysterious ways, sakin e God moves in mysterious ways.. napakamysterious talaga... things will happen na hindi mo expected.. God is really exciting! He really is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emotions are overflowing...Haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wanna see some pics.. ok, here are some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/P1030028300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my bessie at Ramada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/P1030030.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reunion with my fellow highschoolmates at Ramada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/P1030044300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my bessie fooling around in my car and with her camera...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image054300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dining with my highschool classmates..namiss ko talga tong mga to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/kainan300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what's keeping me busy... heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next update! i missed blogging..hope i can get back on track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yah guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-112024983877703572?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/112024983877703572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=112024983877703572&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112024983877703572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/112024983877703572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-guys-miss-me-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111535485375849587</id><published>2005-05-06T07:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T17:34:04.156+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been sick for the past three days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up last Wednesday morning, I had a hard time swallowing. Oh no! I will have those nasty colds again. Maybe its because of the large strawberry shake I ate last Tuesday night. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the next day, I found myself having flu. Kainis. Can't attend our youth general fellowship at church and our music practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto pa, my father reserved us a lunch in Doha Golf Club yesterday. Sayang coz I can't even taste the food. so bland. Blame it on those medicines and my cold... Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that this cold will just go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this pic.. parang videoke no.. hehehe.. my brother made that in one of his software sa pc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSCN4649300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just some persons who will remain a part of your life...&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/chiyoda.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; amish you guys..including you judith of course..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111535485375849587?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111535485375849587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111535485375849587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111535485375849587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111535485375849587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/05/been-sick-for-past-three-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111497953642876867</id><published>2005-05-01T23:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T22:56:09.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Movie Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week, I rested my eyes from viewing TFC and decided to watch some flicks. Those were not new films, but yeah, i decided to see them somehow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;DUPLEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/duplex.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Starring Ben Stiller and Drew Barrymore, this movie tells about how the young couple tries to move on with their lives while living in their duplex. Wherein in the second floor, there lived an old lady who keeps on getting in their way and in their everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this so funny especially the part of the old lady. She was old but so witty in playing the part. I liked her every act in the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEAPER BY THE DOZEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/cheaperbythedozen.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about how a family of fourteen (12 kids + two parents) tries to manage their lives. With the parents, wanting to focus on their careers as well, has jumbled everything up within their family. In the end, of course, the parents chose to stick to their parental duties than to stick on the ambitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I already know what will happen. The plot is so predictable that I find it too dragging to watch the film. I just managed to finish it for the sake of finishing it. And for the reason that the star of Smallville is in there... hehehe.. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is not that worth to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/saw.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple of goody- comedy movies, I viewed SAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surgeon and a photographer found themselves inside an abandon bathroom, and with them, was dead man soaking in its own blood. Through the series of gory events, they finally managed to solve the puzzle. But the answer they got is entirely different from the plan of the killer. With the twist of events, they found out that the killer was with them all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thriller, suspense as it was described in its genre, I find this movie full of violence. With lots of blood, different killing techniques and full of blood, this will make you twinge. If you will watch it, better see how the surgeon cut his foot by a saw just to get out of the chains in his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For movie viewers who are fans of bloody films, I recommend this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to have some time again to watch some flicks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111497953642876867?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111497953642876867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111497953642876867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111497953642876867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111497953642876867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-marathon-past-week-i-rested-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111476869620447756</id><published>2005-04-29T12:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T12:58:16.206+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... well, i guess you've been wanting an update so eto na...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reason kung bakit di ako makapagupdate.  When one of our managers went for vacation, I was chosen para magstay ng one more hour sa office to assist some of our supervisors dun.  Instead of going home at 7pm,  everyday, umuuwi ako ng 8pm.  At first, hesitant talaga ako magstay ng ganu ka-late pero nung sinabi nila na temporary lang,  i gave in to their wants.  And so for more than one month of staying late, sa wakas, bumalik na rin ang manager namin. But then sinabi nya na naman na magstay ako till 8.  Hindi na ako pumayag.  I prayed to God na please change his mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he told me na tatawag sya ng meeting at 11am.  I waited for that, pero walang meeting na nangyari.  Yun pala, hindi pumayag yung pinakaGM namin for ladies to stay till 8.  Maximum na daw ang seven.  Nakahinga talaga ako ng maluwag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, nakita ko na naman how God moves in our lives.  He hears our prayers and can feel the longings of our hearts...  He's still the God of miracles of yesterday, today and our future.. Amen... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reason din e sila - my family.  Dumating kasi brother ko dito for vacation kaya naman super lakad most of the time.  Afterwork, pasyal jan at pasyal dito.  Kaya naman, ubos na ang pera ko. Hehehe... Pero ok lang, its for my brother naman.   In case you want a glimpse of my brother. eto sya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/mybro.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may hangover pa rin ng baguio...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sya, till next update na lang uli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words of encouragement for those who will read this entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;God is faithful, he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.  But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is God so good or what? ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111476869620447756?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111476869620447756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111476869620447756&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111476869620447756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111476869620447756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111281637751693669</id><published>2005-04-06T22:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T22:46:10.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I like this article so i might as well share it with you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love is willing to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love keeps on being friendly to people who aren't friendly back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;instead of demanding,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love doesn't hate the girl who goes out with the guy you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"prove you care, now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love doesn't brag about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love isn't stuck up. Love doesn't think you're better than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;your good grades or the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    others because your clothes are more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;touchdown you made in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love lets others have their turn talking. It never puts others down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Friday night's game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;    by acting like they don't count. Love doesn't insist on getting all the credit or on being one of the popular crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love doesn't lose its temper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love doesn't hold grudges. It doesn't keep thinking over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when a brother or sister hogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and over again about how someone hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the phone or spends too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love doesn;t think doing wrong is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;time in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love looks out for the interest of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love keeps on trusting God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love keeps on expecting the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;even when the right choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Love doesn't give up just because something goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you make don't turn out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    wrong or because your feelings are hurt. God is in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the way you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    charge, so those who love just keeps on loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111281637751693669?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111281637751693669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111281637751693669&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111281637751693669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111281637751693669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-like-this-article-so-i-might-as-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111169108373142578</id><published>2005-03-24T21:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T22:04:43.733+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;KAKALUNGKOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, while at work, may isang Filipina maid na pumasok sa office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maid: "Miss, pinay ka?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako: " Opo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maid: "Magkano ang ticket papuntang pilipinas?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako: "Magpapadala po kayo ng ticket sa atin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maid: "Ah, hindi. Bibili ako ng ticket." (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Habang sinasabi nya to, naluluha na sya&lt;/span&gt;) "Gusto ko ng umuwi ng pilipinas.  Hindi ko iintindihin kung magkano. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuluyan na syang naluha&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako: "Ate, ok ka lang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maid: "Hirap na hirap na kasi ako."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong nagawa syempre dahil hindi naman kami travel agency.  Tinuro ko na lang sa kanya ang pinakamalapit na travel agency at sinabi ko kung mga magkano ang one way na pamasahe papunta satin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awang- awa talaga ako sa kanya.  Kung pwede lang na iuwi na agad sya satin, iuuwi ko na sya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalungkot talaga ang situation ng mga househelpers dito sa abroad.  May isa rin akong nakilala na pinay housemaid.  May edad na sya.  Makikita mo na kulubot na ang kanyang balat, at estimate ko na nasa 50+ na sya.  First time na nakita ko sya, nasa kabilang kalye, buhat-buhat ang isang malaki at mabigat na kahon para dalin samin at ipadala.  Hindi man lang sya tulungan nung driver nila.  I really feel sad for her.  Siguro, thrice a month, nagpupunta sya sa office at nagpapadala ng mga kahon-kahon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga sa isang pelikula, "Kung maayos lang ang kalagayan natin sa Pilipinas, hindi na natin kelangan pa magpakaalipin sa ibang bansa."  Kung lahat sa atin ay mabibigyan ng marangal na trabaho, diba, masaya? Wala ng iwanan, sama-sama na lang ang lahat.  Pero hindi lahat ay pinalad, kaya nakikipagsapalaran sa ibang bansa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na sanang mga Filipino na  nangungulila at nagpapakiharap ng malayo sa mga minamahal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, kelan kaya mangyayari yun?  :o(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111169108373142578?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111169108373142578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111169108373142578&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111169108373142578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111169108373142578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/03/kakalungkot-this-morning-while-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111143495764068719</id><published>2005-03-21T22:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T22:55:57.643+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday ata yun.  My mom and I were driving home after picking her up from work and after passing by KFC to buy us some dinner, when we heard this loud blast.  Loud talaga sya, kasi talagang kumabog yung dibdib ko.  Nagulat ako and i asked my mom," what was that?."  "Ewan ko", yun lang ang sagot nya.  So I just said na baka may nagkaron lang ng flat tire na truck kaya ganun kalakas yung sabog. So, we went on home.  And after some time, nalaman ko na lang from my dad na it was a bomb, real bomb na sumabog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened malapit sa isang international school dito.  Isang car ang sumabog, may suicide bomber sa loob ng car.  Kakagulat na news kaya naman everyone is condemning it.  Alam din ata ng buong mundo ang nangyari dahil it was shown on international news.  My uncle from US emailed me asking how we are doing here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakatakot din minsan, coz u never know when they will attack... But if it's your time, it's your time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;At Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, when it comes to work, meron talagang may kaiinisan ka.  You're there doing your best and nanjan lang sya, parelax-relax but you're getting the same wages.  And even, that person is getting more than what dapat ang para sa kanya. Kakainis diba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111143495764068719?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111143495764068719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111143495764068719&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111143495764068719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111143495764068719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/03/bomb-last-saturday-ata-yun.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111095936264318398</id><published>2005-03-16T10:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:50:52.243+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so inggit!! Inggit talaga ako. Almost all of my friends are going home sa pinas for vacation. Dapat uwi rin ako ngayong month kung hindi ako lumipat ng work. Kakainggit talaga! Sobrang miss ko na ang pinas… haaay… I have to wait for nine months pa… sisiguraduhin ko talaga na this December, uuwi ako for Christmas and new year! Excited talaga ako! Kung gano ako ka-excite last year na umuwi this month ganun din ngayon, eagerly waiting for December to come…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I put back the blogger comments.. ok na kasi sya ngayon kasi may mga pics... so pwede na ring dun kayo magcomment.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;My brother is coming next week! We all miss him so much… pero syempre, kelangan mag-allocate ng money at tiyak madaming bibilin na naman yun… Turo ditto, turo doon! Im thinking of buying a new mobile pa naman… pero kakalungkot din kasi balak din naming papuntahin ang grandma ko dito, kaya lang nadeny ng immigration due to old age. Ngayon maiiwan sya dun… kasi wala brother ko… kakalungkot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Malalaman mo lang pala ang importansya ng isang tao pag mawawala na sya sayo… tama ako diba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111095936264318398?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111095936264318398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111095936264318398&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111095936264318398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111095936264318398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-feel-so-inggit-inggit-talaga-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-111004535628040057</id><published>2005-03-05T20:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:30:10.533+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, we gave my Mom a birthday treat. She suggested to dine in a Japanese-Korean restaurant. 'Twas my first time to eat Japanese foods. You can call me a "jolog" pero i never liked their raw foods, like what we ordered - SASHIMI. Uggh! Of course, raw fishes like hammour, red snapper and salmon were on it. I took a small piece of the uncooked food, tasted it but tried to swallow the small bite i took, coz it's really yucky for me. Good thing there's tempura, teriyaki and bento which i feasted heartily. But what's important is that my Mom enjoyed the cuisine, especially the Sashimi. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/BENTO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Bento Set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/SASHIMI.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sashimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/SUHA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean BBQ (which is being cooked in front of us) and our dessert - SUHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will i eat raw foods again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Changed my template. I managed to do it despite of my eyes drooping while I'm in front of the computer, tinkling pics in photoshop.  But somehow, this template lacks something... Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-111004535628040057?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/111004535628040057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=111004535628040057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111004535628040057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/111004535628040057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-time-last-friday-we-gave-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110935987179709367</id><published>2005-02-25T22:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T22:36:30.610+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Are You an American?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One American customer asked me that. Suprised I was, I said no. "I'm a Filipino", I proudly told him. "Oh", he replied, "Coz you have that american accent with you." I just smiled. Hehehe... It pays off when you frequently watch American movies and when you constantly communicate with Americans.. You inherit their accent. You gain new words to add to your vocab. And also, maybe because when I was a young kid, I love reading english pocketbooks, not just silently reading, but I read them aloud. Nice, yeah? ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great Buys Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to one of the malls again and I happen to buy these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/gapguess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bag from Guess (i like the style.. parang Louis Vuitton) and jeans from Gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hear from me soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110935987179709367?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110935987179709367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110935987179709367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110935987179709367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110935987179709367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/02/are-you-american-one-american-customer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110871805586198425</id><published>2005-02-18T11:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:16:21.166+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you and me against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes it feels like you and me against the wall...&lt;br /&gt;when all the others turn their backs and they walk away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i changed "world" into "wall". Baket kanyo? Just look at the pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Okb022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That happened last February 14. Heart's day pa man din. Nabinyagan na ang aking car. I was crying while feeling the bump on the side of the car. Crying dahil sa inis. Kung bakit naman kasi nagpumilit na ipasok sa garahe ng patagilid ang kotse. E pwede naman akong umikot dahil pagkaluwang-luwang ng kalye para maibwelta ng maayos papasok ang car sa garahe. Oh well. You learn from your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two days, dalawang romantic movies ang pinanood ko. Because of You at Now That I Have You. Corny ba? Syempre kasi pag andito ka sa abroad, sabik ka rin naman sa Filipino movies no. Sabihin nyo ng mababaw ako, pero kinilig ako sa mga movies na yun. Aminin nyo rin, sarap ng feeling ng kinikilig diba? Wala lang... Matagal na rin kasi akong hindi kinikilig. Hahaha! Sige, tumawa kayo. Kasi natatawa rin ako sa mga sinasabi ko ngayon. Hay naku. Change topic na nga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good Buys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga bagong dagdag sa bag at shoes collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Okb023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bag from Marks &amp;amp; Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Okb024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Milano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'till next update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110871805586198425?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110871805586198425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110871805586198425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110871805586198425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110871805586198425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-and-me-against-wall-sometimes-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110692475629771249</id><published>2005-01-28T17:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:05:56.296+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;THE HOLIDAY THAT WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like what i've said on my last post, we were given a 4-day holiday.  Wanna know what happened?  Read on... ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;First Day - Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent the day at home and updated my blog.  And in the afternoon, went to my music practice. Late at night, went to a turkey restaurant (they've got the best grilled foods!yum!).  Slept past 1 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Second Day - Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the church the whole day.  Did nothing exciting, except to listen to the wonderful message our pastor preached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Third Day - Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I did a general cleaning at our house! Honestly, i don't like doing these general cleaning thing.  I admit, I can be lazy when i want to.  And during that time, I was so lazy.. I just want to bum around.  Hey, it's holiday, have to make the most out of it, right? Hehehe... But no, what can we do?  I have to obey. ;o) And afternoon came, we had a cell group meeting. Afterwards, ate 'totong' (heard of it? it's great. My dad cooked it for us all.)  Then, we decided to go to one of the amusement park, but unfortunately, it was ladies night.  No men were allowed. Bummer!  I was excited about that.  And it was my first time to drove to that place.  (Nagpakahirap ako mag-park dun ha. hehehe.. )  Kaya, we went to City Center na lang.  Buti na lang may mga special things na nangyayari dun or else that Saturday night would be a waste.  There were clowns everywhere!  Oh, and also, racing cars, I think Formula 1 cars, were displayed in the lobby of the mall.  We had our pictures taken with the cars and with the clowns.  'Twas fun na rin.  Afterward, one of our friends, treated us at McDonalds coz its his birthday.  That was the end of our Saturday escapades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Fourth day - Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our last day for holiday but unfortunately I was obliged to work overtime.  Imagine, I have to work from 8 in the morning till 8 in the evening.  And my, that was some overtime I did.  Phones kept on ringing and customers kept on coming.  I just prayed a silent prayer that God would help me manage all of these things.  And God did answered my prayer.  He's really good.  There were no irritating customers, they were all very considerate and understanding.  May isa pang nagcomment sakin, and he said " You're amazing! You can do three things at the same time: answer the phone, talk to the customers, and check the packages."  Well, that boosted my spirit!  Thank God.  And I think all the packages I prepared that day were all delivered na.  Haayy.... I was annoyed talaga kasi I had to sacrifice one day of my holiday, pero iniisip ko na lang na dagdag kita rin yun and dagdag experience.  Well, it was an experience indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PROUD TO BE PINOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to Hyatt Plaza, its like a mall na rin with different boutiques.  And I was so happy when I saw these posters on one of the opening soon store.  Those were the posters of John Pratts, Kristine Hermosa and Richard Rodriguez!  And guess what, BENCH is opening soon here in Qatar!  I was happy, really.  Type ko din kasi mga clothes sa BENCH, and i was so excited na mag-open sila dito abroad.  That also made me a proud pinoy!  I can just imagine, different nationalities here in Doha, wearing BENCH.  That is something, isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana mag-open din sila ng KAMISETA and JOLLIBEE... hehehe.... wishful thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110692475629771249?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110692475629771249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110692475629771249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110692475629771249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110692475629771249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/01/holiday-that-was-so-like-what-ive-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110622242891999357</id><published>2005-01-20T14:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T15:51:54.913+03:00</updated><title type='text'>a time to update</title><content type='html'>Finally, a time to update my blog. Nagkaron na ako ng time kasi we have a 4-day holiday ngayon sa Qatar, coz of their Eid. Kaya, I'm just here at home, relaxing... Sometimes kasi, work can make us feel fed up, right? Thank God for holidays... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! Nagparebond ako ng hair. I love it! Sa wakas, I dont have to wake up early just to make sure that i fix my hair properly. Ngayon, wash and go na lang. Take a look, straight talaga sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/rebonded.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oks ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy din coz i came back with my youth group band. So happy! We're planning to record an album, you know, just for fun. Hahaha! We'll see how we sound in the CD. They name our band "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Soulvivor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I don't know how they came up with that name, but it sounds good...&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll have the recording this coming Monday.. We'll just see.. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of my car pala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/car3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kaya sa work, there's always someone where "extra grace required"? Know what i mean? Just makes you irritated pero you just have to be patient... Haay... And I think after our 4day holiday, there will be some changes, and I think it includes me... It makes me nervous..really.. Ano kaya yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy happy days to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110622242891999357?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110622242891999357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110622242891999357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110622242891999357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110622242891999357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2005/01/time-to-update.html' title='a time to update'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110443921264277623</id><published>2004-12-30T23:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T23:40:12.643+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!! it's been a while since my last post.   Kept on planning to update my blog pero pagdating ko sa bahay from work, i feel tired.  Kaya naman after i ate and watched some tv shows, i dozed of immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways and anyhows,  let me start.  But I don't know where to start!! There's a lot that has  happened these past few days.  All of those events are just jumbling about in my head tonite that I don't know where to pinpoint first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me start with work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's  the reason kung bakit di ako makapagblog.  We have access sa internet in my office, but for the reason na super busy kami, I cannot log in.  Especially the christmas season that has passed, there were too many gift packages to be sent.  Busy busy! That's why when i get home, I'm so stressed out.  But may kunswelo naman.  One of our regular customer gave me a christmas present!! It was so nice of him.  Pero all in all, work was so overwhelmingly heavy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The christmas that passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents organized a party held here in our house to celebrate the coming of christmas.  We had three large turkeys, placed in three round tables.  Hehehe... We had games, all had fun.  But hindi ko naabutan ang exhanging gifts nila pagdating ng midnight kasi I cannot control na may eyes sa pagdrop down nya.  I was so sleepy and tired.... I escaped the party and went to my comfy bed.   May pictures sana but the pictures I took were not that good kaya hindi ko na lang post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new job, I passed my driver's exam and now I got a new car!!!  I bought a Honda Civic Lxi 2005.  Automatic sya which makes driving a breeze.  I was supposed to buy a SUV, pero can't afford pa.  So, Civic will do.  Thank God for these blessings!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... that's it for now.  I'm feeling sleepy na naman.  I just got home kasi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to blog really soon uli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110443921264277623?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110443921264277623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110443921264277623&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110443921264277623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110443921264277623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/12/omg-its-been-while-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110278523865365269</id><published>2004-12-11T20:05:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T20:13:58.653+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haayy.... I still can't feel that Christmas is just around.  Eventhough TFC's showing christmas specials, no effect.  Eventhough we put up christmas tree and christmas decors in our house, nada. Why???? I wanna feel the joy and the excitement of Christmas... So sad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about my driving, when I get in front of the steering wheel, butterflies start to flutter around my stomach.  I'm so nervous!!  I really make it a point to pray first before I step on the gas. &lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work.  Still pressured.  Sometimes, the moment I get in the office, there's no time to sit down and relax!  That will go for about two hours of standing up and going to and fro, checking packages, attending the customers and the callers.  Those callers!!! I just wish they would hire someone who will be in charge of answering those phone calls.  It's really irritating kapag sabay-sabay na, customers and callers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now.  Keep you all posted soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110278523865365269?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110278523865365269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110278523865365269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110278523865365269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110278523865365269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/12/haayy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110243923574329083</id><published>2004-12-07T19:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T20:07:15.743+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hallelujah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what! My much awaited answer to my prayer has come!! I can drive!!! I passed my driving exam today.  Whew!  Take note, i only took one shot on my road test.  Harharhar.... Well, the police also contributed to my success because he was very kind.  And of course, the greatest reason why i passed - GOD.  Without Him, i really can't do it.  So, thanks be to Him!! So exciting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my work as a customer service, I encounter different customers everyday.  People can be arrogant, they can be understanding, they can be quiet but you can see in their face that they're getting irritated.  They can also be jolly and friendly.  It's tough, letting yourself be flexible and all that.  For those of you who don't know, I'm not fond of facing people, meaning, I have that tendency to be shy.  So, I'm also wondering what the heck am I doing in the customer service area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I told myself, i need to overcome this shy-type character of mine.  I need to be bold  and be assertive.  Nothing will happen to me if I continue to hide away from the crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"Dear God, help me to be the best customer service agent I can be. Thank you, Amen... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110243923574329083?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110243923574329083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110243923574329083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110243923574329083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110243923574329083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/12/hallelujah-guess-what-my-much-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110202879770350570</id><published>2004-12-03T01:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T02:06:37.703+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought my company won't let me go, but they did!  They even gave me a simple farewell gathering.  God is really wonderful to do such miracle.  :)  No bad feelings.. but instead,  i got blessings from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/last3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the gathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/last2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just took some shots with mah friends, malaine, aisa and yen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/last1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day at my new company.  Was introduced  to everyone. Observed the nature of the job.  Looks pretty tough... hmmm.. Can i make it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the routine and the way on how the job should be done.  It's tough to deal with customers... and at the same time, hard to deal with multiple callers.  But this is what I'm looking for that I cannot find in my previous company... the excitement and the pressure... So, why am I complaining?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo! Party! My friends from my previous company came over at my house, you know, just to have fun and catch up.  And they bought me a coat! Thank you guys! I really need a black coat. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun.  Everybody was in the cheery mood.   Laughing and joking around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing made me happy.  It's the time that we get to share with them the love and salvation of Christ.  Yen, thanks for sharing those things with us... We're just here anytime you're ready... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the foods?  There was pancit malabon, braso de mercedes and barbeque chicken.  I guess everybody was satisfied coz i think nothing was left. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party ended at 2:00 in the morning..  Guess what, we were enjoying the company of each other through the coldness of the night.  It was too cold, freezing, but the warmth of each other's presence kept  us cozy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a wonderful feeling when you get to bond with your friends...  right my dear blogger friends???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another p.s.  pics to follow!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110202879770350570?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110202879770350570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110202879770350570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110202879770350570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110202879770350570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/12/tuesday-thought-my-company-wont-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110166881166098336</id><published>2004-11-28T21:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T22:06:51.660+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Occassions and Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anxious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm still feeling nervous, tense and scared.  Tomorrow, our big bosses will arrive from their meeting in Japan.  And only one day is remaining till i start on my new job.  Still asking if my present employer would freely release me and still questioning if my new company will give me more extensions.  God, i need a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Buys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We went to City Center earlier coz i thought of buying some winter clothes coz its really getting cold here now in Qatar.  Unfortunately, couldn't find any.  There were a lot of sale items but there was nothing good.  All the good stuff is not included in sale.  Why??? So, instead of getting a new set of winter wardrobe, this is what i brought home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap kasi e. Just had to buy it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding. It always brings tears to my eyes. I don' t know why but everytime i watch a wedding, it brings me to tears. Maybe its the romantic aspect of the event and of course the thinking how God brings two people together and bind them as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, we attended a church wedding of our family friends.  It was so simple but so inspirational and emotional.  The groom was so emotional that when his bride began walking down the aisle, he was crying.  I really like that.  When the groom cries when he sees his bride.  It just proves how happy he is to be united with his wife.  Even at the reception, the groom was crying. Heheh.. It's because of what his brother did.  His brother recorded a voice message from their parents.  After hearing the message, everybody in the room was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was fun and I can see in the couple that they will have happy years ahead of them. Godbless to both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I won't forget to post some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/WEDDINGAPPEARANCE.jpg" /&gt; this is me.. just got home from the parlor.  like what they did on my hair..simple but elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/WITHCOUPLE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the bride and the groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/WITHABAYS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the flower girl, my partner as a secondary sponsor and the ring bearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/WEDDINGFRIENDS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with friends at the reception, and on below left is my wonderful pianist, Kuya Egay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forgot to mention.  I was the wedding singer at the wedding.  I sang IKAW on the bridal march, i sang THE GIFT on the signing of the contract, and i sang LOOKING THROUGH THE EYES OF LOVE on the wedding dance of the couple.  IKAW is my favorite because of the wonderful lyrics it got.  So, might as well post the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Ikaw ang bigay ng Maykapal&lt;br /&gt;Tugon sa aking dasal&lt;br /&gt;Upang sa lahat ng panahon&lt;br /&gt;Bawat pagkakataon&lt;br /&gt;ang ibigin ko'y ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ang tanglaw sa 'king mundo&lt;br /&gt;Kabiyak nitong puso ko&lt;br /&gt;Wala ni kahati mang saglit&lt;br /&gt;Na sa iyo'y may papalit&lt;br /&gt;Ngayo't kailanma'y ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Ang lahat ng aking galaw&lt;br /&gt;Ang sanhi ay ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Kung may bukas mang tinatanaw&lt;br /&gt;Dahil may isang ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Kulang ang magpakailan pa man&lt;br /&gt;Upang bawat sandali ay...&lt;br /&gt;Upang muli't muli ay...&lt;br /&gt;Ang mahalin ay...&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110166881166098336?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110166881166098336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110166881166098336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110166881166098336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110166881166098336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/occassions-and-blahs.html' title='Occassions and Blahs'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110109886845932982</id><published>2004-11-22T07:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T07:47:48.460+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Downcast</title><content type='html'>Hi guys...sorry, hasn't been updating since the last entry...I'm facing some burdens right now...this is all I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I cast all my cares upon You&lt;br /&gt;I'll lay all of my burdens, down at Your feet.&lt;br /&gt;And anytime I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;I will cast all my cares upon You..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so confused... Lord, help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110109886845932982?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110109886845932982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110109886845932982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110109886845932982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110109886845932982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/downcast.html' title='Downcast'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110069227068286800</id><published>2004-11-17T14:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:02:57.436+03:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Time, Decisions</title><content type='html'>Everyday we are faced with decisions. Simple deciding matters like whether we wake up or just stay in bed; whether to eat breakfast or not; whether to wear your hair up or down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, we encounter really hard life-decision matters. Like whether to let go or just let time take care of what's happening; whether to just keep to yourself the truth knowing that it will affect something between you and another person or to just say it directly compromising some other things; whether to say yes or no to a question; whether to get a high paying job or a job with a perfect office timing; whether to give in to what other's want to satisfy your desire of social acceptance or just to what makes you happy regardless of what other people might think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatorete na rin minsan. I hate facing hard choices. It's tough to select between two things that you both like, pero kelangan mo talagang mamili lang ng isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is like that. It's all based on decisions. We just have to really know the right and the wrong choice to take. And not to forget to consult it to God. Or else it's the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110069227068286800?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110069227068286800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110069227068286800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110069227068286800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110069227068286800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/all-time-decisions.html' title='All the Time, Decisions'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110051075870900310</id><published>2004-11-15T13:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:55:27.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Happenings</title><content type='html'>During the first and second day of Eid, my family and I just spent the day at church listening to the wonderful seminar Pastor Paul Morley had conducted. My spirit was refreshed once more with his encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the first day, we were planning to go to Aladdin’s Kingdom (its like the Enchanted Kingdom here but I think Enchanted Kingdom is far better than what we've got here) after the seminar but to some reasons, di kami natuloy, so we postponed it for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the second day of Eid came, was very excited about the amusement park trip. When suddenly, I heard a thunder. So thinking that, oh well, it’s just a thunder. Then another sound came, then another..then another... Waaahhh!!! It was raining! (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes, umuulan din naman dito sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disyerto.hehe&lt;/span&gt;)Our trip will be cancelled again. So after the seminar, I was so gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after an hour, I can see the sun peeking through the dark clouds. Yey! We’re going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went. And here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/entrancealladin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and i at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/menacrobats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chinese State Circus&lt;/span&gt; doing acrobats. they were really good. totoo pala yung mga ginagawa ni Jackie Chan.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man getting ready to be hit by a hard wooden stick. he's got a hard head talaga. they even got bricks to break sa head nya. talk about concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/dragonsalladin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the one i really like. dragons! chinese dragons playing balls! really fun and cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Okb048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my mom. behind us is the roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was a bit disappointed coz it says in their advertisement that there will be para-gliders, aqua show, a kids theater and so on. The only thing that they got really good is the Chinese State Circus. I was looking for the para-gliders but there were none...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about the Chinese State Circus, our experience was nakakatawa na nakakainis. So, we're waiting outside the circus tent, waiting for the entrance to be opened. The crowd waiting with us was getting larger. Then, they open na entrance door. It was like a stampede!! People were pushing just to get ahead to the entrance. The ladies were shouting "Slow down! We've got kids here!!" I was holding hands with my mom so we won't get lost and be carried away by the crowd. Pero grabe talaga, they were pushing!! My mom was really angry and upset kasi napagbintangan pa sya na nanunulak. The lady shouted daw at her face na she was pushing. I don't like to mention nationalites coz I don't want to get in trouble. Pero nakakainis talaga sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you also like going to parks like this? Coz I do… It’s so much fun! Fun! Fun! (except for the stampede thing that happened.hehehehe....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110051075870900310?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110051075870900310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110051075870900310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110051075870900310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110051075870900310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/eid-happenings.html' title='Eid Happenings'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110029111380037728</id><published>2004-11-12T23:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T23:56:47.086+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go with my friends sa Palm Tree Island this Friday afternoon, pero di ako nakasipot.  We have a guest speaker in our church and i wouldn't want to miss the message God would speak to me.  I just hope that my friends didn't make tampo or galit... huhuhuh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eid Mubarak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is finish. We have a three day holiday! Wohoo! But lucky those who work in the government and in some selected companies, they have a whole week off… but better have something than nothing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also means that it’s back to our regular work schedule… that’s up to six in the evening… no more half days and no more long sleep in the afternoon… I’m back to my 5minute nap… sad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah Baby!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I'm driving a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Prado!&lt;/span&gt; Well, actually can't drive it on the highway coz I ain't got my license yet... I only get to drive it around our block. But what the heck! We got a Prado!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got it last Thursday, and I was so excited to get on it. After lunch, my dad and I made kalikot to its features and we were impressed. It's got a lot of compartments to put my dad's stuffs, it can seat 12 people including the driver! It needs diesel which means we can save on gasoline. But one friend of my dad told him that why take diesel e gasoline's cheap here. Whatever, my dad loves his new car. It's his dream car actually. His dream car for our family... God is really good to His children... Thank you God for this wonderful blessing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of me, sometimes I can't sleep at night...I kept thinking the day that I will get to drive that beautiful vehicle. Can't wait to get my license... Maybe by the end of November or first week of December, with God's grace, I'll get my license...can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110029111380037728?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110029111380037728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110029111380037728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110029111380037728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110029111380037728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-110015167776770866</id><published>2004-11-11T08:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T08:41:17.766+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>Is it hard to say 'I'm sorry.'?  Is it hard to ask for forgiveness?  Some people have a hard time lowering down themselves to the point of accepting their mistakes.  Why? Well, maybe because of pride.  I hate pride, don't you? It makes people arrogant, hard to reach, and just unbelievably irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it says, pride is the mother of all sins.  It proudly says that 'I don't need anything or anyone. I can handle myself'.  Now, isn’t that just annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are narrow-minded, if you refused to admit your weakness, and if you are demanding,then you have pride.  That's just some of the characteristics of someone who has pride in them self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to asking for forgiveness, is it really hard?  I mean just a simple 'sorry' over your mistake is easy, right?  I don’t know, for me, I find it ok.  I mean, if I did something wrong, I immediately ask for their forgiveness.  If we are not ready to admit our guilt, we come to denial or blame-transferring just to get out of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think every person will have a better relationship if they just humble themselves, don't u think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-110015167776770866?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/110015167776770866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=110015167776770866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110015167776770866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/110015167776770866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109997728822767056</id><published>2004-11-09T08:10:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T08:14:48.226+03:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of hair</title><content type='html'>They say your hair is your crowning glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, for one, will not say that my hair is one glorious crown. First, it's so dry that u would compare it for the dryness of the strands of 'walis tambo'. Second, it's like a sponge that when it dries up, it rise up like that. Third, I think every end of my hair is full of split ends.  Not just a double split, but I can say, a triple split treat, even a quadruple. Arrrghh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried all the tips on magazines, all the shampoos and conditioners that are out in the market.  But no effect! So, I ended up blow drying my hair and then to the miraculous works of the HAIR IRON.  My hair's savior, yep yep! The HAIR IRON.  What would my hair be like if not for the hair iron. But I hate it thinking that I flatten my hair with those hot plates. But what else can I do? If not for that, it would look like I did an Afro-style with my mane. Haha!  So, because I iron my hair for almost everyday, I condition it everyday, and sometimes,I apply some serum to make it look healthy and shiny.  Rebonding also crossed my mind.  But my hair stylist discouraged me to do that coz of the weakness, the fineness and the thinnes of my hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I have a hair that's naturally sleek, shiny and straight?  I envy those women who have no hard time fixing their hair. After washing, they just let it dry naturally.  Sometimes, I get lazy ironing my hair so I just put it up on a ponytail.  So if you see me, wearing a ponytail, for sure, I didn't iron it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate!Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109997728822767056?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109997728822767056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109997728822767056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109997728822767056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109997728822767056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/for-love-of-hair.html' title='For the love of hair'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109980338986631265</id><published>2004-11-07T07:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T08:10:36.816+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple of His Eyes</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling alright now. Maybe it's because of the message I heard last Friday at our church service. We had a guest named Pastor Leif. He's from America but of a Norwegian nationality. He's got the blue eyes, guys. But with those blue eyes come great power and compassion. I get to shake hands with him, and looked straight at his eyes, man! You can see and feel the passion he has for Christ. Wish I could have that, that when people look at my eyes, they will not see me but Christ in me. Isn't that wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 'bout the message, it was about remembrance. Remembering all the things that God has done for you so that you will never feel tired and weary. He pinpointed to look at the promises of God not our problems or circumstances. So I was again encouraged by those words. And I was reminded that I’m a child of God, his daughter, so why will I feel rejected and neglected? If I'm his daughter, then I should be secure. If I'm not finding favor in other people's eyes, i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; i found favor in my Creator's eyes. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm the apple of His eyes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  It's really very important to focus your eyes and thoughts to Christ, coz if not, you will dry up because of the things that's happening around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the message, one of his team mates, a lady, I didn't get to know her name, prayed over me. I was crying really hard... really hard... I didn't mind about the other people around me, I just felt God's love and mercy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing. I was so blessed with the kids coz they never hesitate to come up and be prayed upon by the pastor and his team. And, in the pastor's team, there was one old lady, I remember my grandma. She is old but still she has the fire for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the feeling was so great and so calm and peaceful... I can't wait to get to heaven!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109980338986631265?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109980338986631265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109980338986631265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109980338986631265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109980338986631265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/apple-of-his-eyes.html' title='Apple of His Eyes'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109954665867969953</id><published>2004-11-04T08:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T08:37:38.680+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past three days, that was Monday,Tuesday,and Wednesday to be exact, I was feeling so down and annoyed and irritated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to stop for two weeks sa driving lessons ko kasi after two weeks pa daw magkakaron ng exam sa school ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I just felt so not appreciated.  I don't know.  Ever since I have this emotion na nakakainis.  Do you also feel this? Like you're so down and the people around you are not noticing you? Or like when you are always the person who are just there, a face in a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I'm so sensitive.  A bit of taray would make me feel hurt.  It would make me feel so low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I'm not used in tarayan and I'm not a mataray myself.  Also, siguro I'm not the type of person who initiates talks.  I'm more of a listener than a talker.  And siguro I'm not the person na may quality na magstand out sa crowd.  Maybe it's because I don't socialize enough.  But what can I do?  I'm not really into that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, at this minute while I'm typing this entry, I feel so low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniiisip ko na lang na God is there to give me security, comfort and peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109954665867969953?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109954665867969953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109954665867969953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109954665867969953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109954665867969953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/11/past-three-days-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109912819903232538</id><published>2004-10-30T13:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:23:19.033+03:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS ALERT</title><content type='html'>An article from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gulf Times&lt;/span&gt; (one of the dailies here in Qatar), published this article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRORISTS MAY TARGET DOHA: US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"The United States yesterday warned US citizens in Qatar of a possible terrorist attack sometime in the next week directed at a hotel or hotels in Doha that are frequented by Americans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says there US citizens but of course every nationality here in Qatar will be affected if there will ever be an attack.  First of all, the American base for the whole Middle East is located here in Qatar.  Lot of Americans is staying here and a lot of Filipinos are working in the American base.  So if there IS an attack that is planned, can u imagine the scenario? The once peaceful land of Qatar will be in chaos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't you think I’m just overreacting? But with this news, who in his proper mind will feel at peace?? If u were in my place, iisipin mo rin ang pwedeng mangyari diba? And with the US election heating up, I think this is one way to put Bush down for the reason of other people that he misled the world about the problems in terrorism and WMD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad news.  Let's us just pray nothing will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for Halloween huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109912819903232538?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109912819903232538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109912819903232538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109912819903232538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109912819903232538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/news-alert.html' title='NEWS ALERT'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109904315102224977</id><published>2004-10-29T13:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T13:14:22.646+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our Japanese Senior Commercial Manager has left for good.   I kind of felt sad because he was nice and you never see him get angry or raise his voice at you.  And he's a joker. So when he walked out the door of our office and waved goodbye, we all know that we won't see him again.  But he left us with something to remember him.  A Japanese Christmas card with a paper-folding inside.  They’re really good with this art of paper folding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the one i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to this one exhibit called the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LOST WORLD&lt;/span&gt;. Bones and fossils of different kinds during the dinosaur period were displayed. We were just amazed on how long na these creatures had lived. Millions of years ago na. So that makes our world billions and billions old na rin. Imagine? Gano katanda na ang earth and still it is giving us all the things that we need in order to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,what if these extinct species e hindi naging extinct? Imagine, these big animals living with us modern men. Hehe... Mingling together with cars are the T-Rex and the Long Necks and together with airplanes are the giant birds. Haha! Funny thought isn't it? But I think hindi rin pwede mangyari yun. They will eat our heads off and stomp on all the things na madadaanan nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fossils and bones just proves that there were really dinosaurs before living on this earth and its not just any make-up stories that we see on movies like Jurassic Park and read on books. They really existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/entrance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/meteor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom and dad beside an iron meteorite and on the right are dinosaur eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/fossils.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fossils of fish and starfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/dinosaur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a giant antler and bones of a baby dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/armadillo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this! heheh.. its got a hard plate on his back on his head. he's like an armored turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/behindthebones.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me beside the dinosaur bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shell of an amonite. amonite is like a small octopus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was fun seeing those artifacts being preserved for the future generation to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109904315102224977?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109904315102224977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109904315102224977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109904315102224977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109904315102224977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/our-japanese-senior-commercial-manager.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109888739437663460</id><published>2004-10-27T17:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T17:29:54.376+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's with men who are so fresh? They can't avoid saying and doing things that would make us ladies feel uncomfortable and just icky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Situation 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One girl was walking home one afternoon.  When nakasalubong sya ng isang man and just blurted out something gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Situation2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady was standing outside the mall waiting for her sundo when a group of guys came out.   And one man, pahaging na sinabi, "Hi miss... Pwede makuha number mo?"The girl feeling irritated, just turned her back and continued texting.  Again, that guy asked that question and the girl remained glued to her mobile.  When no answer was heard from the girl,the guy shouted, "Suplada mo miss!" (What the?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Situation3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening, one girl was strolling along with her friends, when suddenly a man suddenly touched her.  It happened so fast that there was no time to get back with that man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, sorry guys,  I’m&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; generalizing you all.  But why is that that your other co-gentlemen are not so gentle?  Why can't they just behave properly and treat us girls with respect?  If we don't want to give our number, then just stay quiet.  And please, stop saying those gross words, We're not happy about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense.  Just blogging...    ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109888739437663460?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109888739437663460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109888739437663460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109888739437663460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109888739437663460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/whats-with-men-who-are-so-fresh-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109877095680052720</id><published>2004-10-26T09:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:09:16.800+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Up</title><content type='html'>Do you feel that sometimes you're living up to people's expectations? Like you're just doing that thing para lang wala silang masabi? Or like you feel that you have to do that para maging maganda ang tingin nila sayo?  Why can't we do things for our own happiness and not to think of what other people might say or think. If you like it and others don't, bakit minsan di mo magawa for the reason na may masasabi ang iba sayo? You give in to what others dictate you to do.  The result, you end up miserable and sad kasi di naman yung gusto mo ang nasunod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there should be no guilt when you didn't meet other's expectations. You have to feel free in every situation.  You should know you’re the only one who can limit yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109877095680052720?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109877095680052720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109877095680052720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109877095680052720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109877095680052720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/meeting-up.html' title='Meeting Up'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109853617390709249</id><published>2004-10-23T15:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T11:26:56.526+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Stuffs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…. 23 days to be exact since I started my driving lessons. And so far, I improved. Remember the last post I wrote saying that I’ve been having a hard time? Well, not now. I conquered the S and the L technique! Yahoo! Right now, I’m into packet parking, well, ok, I find it hard coz I’ve been only practicing for three days. But this morning, I think, I’m getting it. More practice Jajey and u will get it… You know you can do it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Workout&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ramadan started, I started my daily exercise routine. At four in the afternoon, I will have a one hour badminton game with my dad. Its fun coz it’s also the time that we get to have that father-daughter bonding thing. After, I will have my aero routine courtesy of Rosemary Conley. Hehehe. I have proven her very effective. I was so big and flabby before, and when I did her routines, I can’t believe the results! So now, I’m having a one- on –one with her again to remove the excess baggage I gained for the past year. I hope I can keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last Thursday, I attended a children’s party. It was the birthday party of my officemate’s daughter. It was fun coz I saw Kat. She left our office last October 10 coz she got a better job. Lucky her. Anyway, the party was great for the kids. I can see that they had fun coz of the big playground the restau got. But unfortunately, I had to leave early kasi my practice kami sa church at 7:30…&lt;br /&gt;pic from the party... do i look old with my glasses on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC01827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I attended the morning service in our church due to the reason na walang back-up sa umaga. I usually attend the afternoon service kasi. And in the afternoon, my bessie and I managed to exchange some badminton hits. After we played, I ordered a cheese and pepperoni for our dinner. Hahahah! So parang bale wala yung work out no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foggy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the pic below? That was last week. When we woke one morning, there was too much fog outside. It’s because of the changing weather we’re having here in Qatar. Winter is coming so that’s why. That photo was taken while I was walking to get to the driving school which is just behind our house. That was 6 in the morning.. Creepy huh? Looks like one scene in a horror movie… hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was laughing when I saw the sandwich my dad prepared for me. Para daw ganahan ako. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Earlier at lunch, we had kare-kare. so i was looking for our patis, but we have none na pala. e gusto ko talaga may maalat na seasoning when im eating kare-kare. my only resort - bagoong! Hindi ako nakain ng bagoong and that was my first time to eat that. and i found it good... hmmm... ok pala ang bagoong..heheheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talks&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Jeng (my officemate) giggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jey: “Baket?”&lt;br /&gt;Jeng: “Gulat ako sayo e.&lt;br /&gt;Jey: “Baket”&lt;br /&gt;Jeng: “Pagtingin ko sayo umiinom ka.”&lt;br /&gt;Jey: Medyo nag-isip at nagulat “Ay oo nga pala! Bawal!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot na bawal uminom kahit sa upuan namin ngayong Ramadan. I was drinking my water all along. Hihihihi…. Sorry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109853617390709249?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109853617390709249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109853617390709249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109853617390709249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109853617390709249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/stuffs-driving-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109819831158379805</id><published>2004-10-19T18:00:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T18:53:53.676+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blank&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, haven’t posting since Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s because I have nothing to post about. Hahah! Do I sound silly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, we have these kinds of moments, right fellow bloggers? Like our minds are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt;…cannot think of any worthwhile topics to discuss. Don’t you just hate that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’ll show u some fab finds in the mall… picture frames and flower displays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics779.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[dont mind my grad pic.. ;o) ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! oh! by the way, what do you think of this dress?? i'm going to wear this on one wedding... im gonna be one of the abay and im gonna be like the wedding singer.whatchathink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109819831158379805?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109819831158379805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109819831158379805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109819831158379805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109819831158379805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/blank-alright-havent-posting-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109790437453057542</id><published>2004-10-16T08:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T08:26:14.530+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ramadan Kareem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan has started.  This means we only have to work 6 hours everyday! Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who do not know, I'm here in the Middle East which consists of Muslim people of course.  So, one of their Muslim practice is the Ramadan.  Ramadan is their time of reflection, devotion and fasting.  They fast from sunrise to sunset.  They abstain from any pleasures of the body like eating, drinking, smoking, etc.  During the end of their fast, they have this meal called Iftar wherein they have like a small feast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course,when they are in fasting, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fastfoods and restaurants are closed from morning till night.  They will only open after the sound of the canon was heard.  The sound of the canon signals that their fasting has ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you see,for the whole day, there's no life.  Even if we're only up to 1:30pm, there is nowhere to go and nothing to do. Non-Muslims here have to wait till our fellow Muslims has ended their practice. Here in our office, you can't eat in your seat of where you can be seen by other Muslims.  You have to go to one place,like in our case; we have a kitchen here, where we can go there and close the door while we eat.  Meaning, you cannot eat publicly to pay respect.  Or else, they will get mad. It's like insulting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is our working hours are shortened. Maybe it's to give time to our Muslim co-workers a time to pray.  Good for us non-Muslims right? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will last for one month and after, they will have a three-day celebration called the Eid.  They will have their grandest feast and celebrations on those days! And no work for us for three days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bid you all Ramadan Kareem! (Kareem meaning good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109790437453057542?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109790437453057542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109790437453057542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109790437453057542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109790437453057542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/ramadan-kareem-ramadan-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109765541939919416</id><published>2004-10-13T11:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T11:26:42.453+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking, why never? It is because I say never to blind dates. Yup! Yup! You will never encourage me to go out with someone I never met. But, well, ok,with one exception. I met up once with someone I haven't seen. I just took the risk coz he has the same faith as mine. Thank God that it turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But generally, I don't agree with blind dating. Why? Here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT HIM&lt;/span&gt;. - I don't know his looks and his background. I mean to meet a total stranger is really scary. Well, that's my opinion, I don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some of you who like adventures in your dating, here are some tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This is very important. Meet somewhere public and take your friends along with you. You don’t want to be alone with a stranger. And go to casual places.&lt;br /&gt;- Try to snoop around a bit. Exchange a couple of letter or phone call. Know the person a little before you agree to meet with him. This can save you a lot from troubles.&lt;br /&gt;- Dress comfortably and decently.&lt;br /&gt;- Be open-minded. Take time to know each other. It doesn't mean that because it turned out boring it well not turned out well in the future. Just take time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for me, I will &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; go out on a blind date. For those who are willing, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109765541939919416?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109765541939919416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109765541939919416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109765541939919416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109765541939919416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/never-you-may-be-thinking-why-never-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109741302246478472</id><published>2004-10-10T15:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T15:57:02.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does it mean to be real?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be real but deep inside you you're not. It's hard to pretend you are ok but the truth is you're not.  It's difficult to let yourself believe that everything is fine, but it's not.  It's not easy to smile when you know you are hurting inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not just be honest to yourself? And let things follow its own course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109741302246478472?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109741302246478472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109741302246478472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109741302246478472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109741302246478472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-does-it-mean-to-be-real-its-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109706599945293605</id><published>2004-10-06T15:30:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T15:37:02.773+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wondering Mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the reception of Filipinos forJasmine Trias is so overwhelming considering the fact that she was only a finalist in the past American Idol? The press was there and I heard that a parade or a fiesta will be held in her province in Tanza, Cavite for her honour. She was born in America, making her an American citizen. So,what makes Filipinos go ga-ga over her? Well, maybe the fact that she has a good voice and still has a pinoy blood flowing in her makes Filipinos proud and give her the most, I can say, extravagant welcome. Well, we cannot avoid it. That at least, a half Pinay-half American has gone to one of the well-known competition worldwide. Correct me if I'm wrong, but we Filipinos,will hold our heads up high if we knew that some half-half Filipinos are making themselves known internationally. Am I right or wrong guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;Can we say that a person has forged one's signature if the owner of the said asked him to emulate his signature?? Can he be sued??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just thinking aloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109706599945293605?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109706599945293605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109706599945293605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109706599945293605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109706599945293605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/wondering-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109695326089379668</id><published>2004-10-05T08:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:30:01.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'>WWWHHHYYYY???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Frustrated. Annoyed. Envious. Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my feelings for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Ok. Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frustrated and Annoyed.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm having my driving lessons for the past one week. Everything was fine so far. Konting practice na lang, medyo ok na ako sa road. But when it comes sa parking, lalo na sa S, I'm so dead. One week na ata ako sa S parking, and still hindi ko pa rin gano makuha. Hirap ako magtantya at nalilito pa ako sa pagstir ng stirring wheel, kung san ba iikot yun after ng right at left bend. I don't want to lose hope, I really want to have my driver's license. Tapos, titigil pa ako for one month pagdating ng Ramadan. I'm afraid na malimutan ko pa lahat ng natutunan ko. I'm so sad talaga… I'm really praying hard na makuha ko na yung S nay un at yung iba pang parking styles like the 'L' and the packet parking. And I can see and feel na medyo irritated na din sakin yung instructor ko. Huhuhuh. I'm really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Since the start of the week, that was last Saturday, I did a lot of work in our office. Busy busy busy! I was thinking of updating my blog nung Sunday pa, pero I can't coz of the loads of work. Tapos, inis pa ako sa driving lessons ko, kaya I felt really tired and exhausted. When I reach home, after eating my dinner, nakakatulog na ako sa sobrang pagod. Haayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Envious - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha! Now this is the fun part. Wanna know the reason why inggit ako? Coz my friend Cathy got some pictures of her together with the Champions, namely, Christian Bautista, Sarah Geronimo, Rachelle Anne Go, and Erik Santos. They had the Night of the Champions concert at Chicago, where Cathy was staying. So there! Inggit talaga ako. hehehe. But they will have their concert in Dubai (that’s only a 30-minute flight from here in Doha) on December 2. So wish ko lang makapunta ako diba which is malabo naman mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath, 'ope u don't mind. I'll just show off your pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/cath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/cath2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, there. I just wanna shout!!!!! AAARRRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109695326089379668?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109695326089379668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109695326089379668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109695326089379668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109695326089379668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/wwwhhhyyyy.html' title='WWWHHHYYYY???'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109669503978479533</id><published>2004-10-02T08:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T08:30:39.786+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with Mud</title><content type='html'>Have u ever tried putting mud all over your face? I did! I tried it yesterday. It was called the Dead Sea Mud Pack. You may be thinking that it’s yucky, smelly, and just gross. You’re wrong! I’ve heard that it’s great for the skin. But first, let me tell you first about the Dead Sea Mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Sea’s raw materials can have beneficial effects on skin like its therapeutic and beautifying powers. It all lies in one key ingredient – mineral mud.  The Dead Sea mud, which is rich in minerals as the Dead Sea waters, can be applied to all or just parts of the body.  This mud is popular for making facial mud masque.  Facial mud masque can stimulate, tighten, cleanse, and invigorate the skin, leaving it with a glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the mud’s absorbency characteristic, it reaches deep into the pores, effectively cleansing the skin.  The mineral action works to tighten the pores, making the skin look its best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Sea mud is great for softening the dry parts of the body, and effective for various skin problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, out of curiosity, I applied Dead Sea mud on my face.  The result, my face felt soft and smooth. Really, no joke, but it’s effective.  I have to make this a habit, applying this mud on my face, and I might as well try applying it on other parts of my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions for applying the mud:&lt;br /&gt;- apply a great deal of mud on your face, covering almost all parts, but avoiding the eye area.&lt;br /&gt; - leave it for 20 – 25 minutes&lt;br /&gt; - then, rinse it with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest that before you rinsed it off, try scrubbing the mud off from your face slowly, as it might irritate your skin, until it all falls down from your face.  Then, wash your face with water and pat it with dry towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Rivage Facial Mud Mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That’s the one I used. I don’t know if it’s available in your place, but why don’t you try looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/rivage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivage Facial Mud Mask - http:/rivageline.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with the mud! ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109669503978479533?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109669503978479533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109669503978479533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109669503978479533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109669503978479533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/10/fun-with-mud.html' title='Fun with Mud'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109646204702214047</id><published>2004-09-29T15:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:49:18.863+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad news</title><content type='html'>I was watching TV Patrol earlier and sad to say, the same stories, those news that would make me want to stay at abroad longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The price of one LPG gas tank would go up as high as 500 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- As of now, I think the price for a tank is 400pesos. And because of the increase in the rate of the importation of oil, there’s no question that the price of LPG gas would also increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The price of one pandesal now is 2pesos each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pandesal is one of my favourites. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think before, the price of one pandesal is only 50cents. And it went up to 1peso and now 2pesos! And the size, take note of the size. Sa pagkakakita ko sa TV kanina, the size of the one peso pandesal is only the size of a golf ball and the size of a 2peso- pandesal is about the size of a dalanghita. And they’re thinking of removing the 1peso pandesal in the market kasi wala na daw nakukuhang sustansya dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sa araw-araw na lang ng panonood ko ng news, anjan yung mga crimes. Especially, snatching, robbery, and holdapping. Nakakatakot ng mamamalagi lalo na sa Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fares of taxi, jeepney and FX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It was told earlier na maglalagay na ng metro sa FX at hindi na per head ang rate. I was thinking, pano nilala marerate yung fare, kung madaming nakasakay sa kanila tapos iba’t-iba ang destinations? Pano hahatiin yun? E di parang nagtaxi ka na rin… With the same rate and meter. That’s why a lot of people are not in favour of this. But the jeepney business is happy to hear that kasi mababalik na naman sa kanila ang passengers dahil sa mas mura ang rate nila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya nasabi na lang ng mother ko kanina, “Dito na lang tayo, wag na tayong umuwi.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm speaking as a young Filipino girl working abroad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there any hope for Philippines to rise up again to its feet? Or will it continue to sink, driving the hearts of the people away from its own native land…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109646204702214047?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109646204702214047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109646204702214047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109646204702214047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109646204702214047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/bad-news.html' title='Bad news'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109627094388888192</id><published>2004-09-27T10:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T10:42:23.890+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want You, nothing can make him stay. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a man's character, leave him alone. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. Don't force an attraction. Slower is better. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you&lt;br /&gt;as you deserve then heck no you can't "be friends."&lt;br /&gt;A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in God regarding your relationship, but don't let faith make you stupid.&lt;br /&gt;God does things decent and in order. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is.&lt;br /&gt;If he keeps changing his mind about the relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is unstable. Don't stay because you think "it will get better."&lt;br /&gt;You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.&lt;br /&gt;Honorable men take care of their business&lt;br /&gt;and aren't involved in a whole lot of mess.&lt;br /&gt;The only person you can control in a relationship is you.&lt;br /&gt; You really do have to kiss a few frogs before finding the prince.&lt;br /&gt;Always put yourself and your happiness first.&lt;br /&gt;Always have your own set of friends separate from his. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;br /&gt;If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;br /&gt;Be honest and upfront. Know when to cut the cord, don't be strung along. Don't fall for the "I'm confused role".&lt;br /&gt;Remove yourself from the situation to let him figure things out (but don't wait for him, move on).&lt;br /&gt; If you want to have a clue as to how he will treat you, watch how he treats the WOMEN in his family (not just mom). There's more than physical abuse, there's emotional and mental abuse. If he causes any of them...flee.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot change a man's behaviors. Change comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let him place rules on you that he is not willing to follow himself -- double-standard.&lt;br /&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god.&lt;br /&gt;He is a man, nothing more nothing less. Demand respect and if he can't give it, he can't have you! Don't compete with other woman, but be aware that men are attracted to what they see.&lt;br /&gt; If you think he is cheating, he probably is.&lt;br /&gt;Confront him right away and if you feel he's lying, let him go. Never let a man define who you are. Never rely on a man for compliments, look to yourself for that. Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you. Just because he says he loves you, doesn't mean that he won't hurt you and it doesn't mean that you are meant to be with him. To use painful hard-won wisdom -- 'get it right' the next time. Know that you deserve to be the number one person in the life of the #1person in your life. Love is a verb ...&lt;br /&gt;Learn to give up your lifelong task of trying to make someone unavailable-available, someone ungiving-giving, and someone unloving-loving. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you. All men are NOT dogs. You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two way street. If you don't love self...you can't love anyone else. You cannot mend someone else's broken heart. You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing Cute about baggage...deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complementary...not supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;Never become your man's "therapist".&lt;br /&gt;When actions and words conflict, believe the actions. Respond to the actions. A real healthy relationship requires two people. One person can end it - but it takes two to make it work. Don't fall for the "I'm not the loving type"...when a man loves you there is nothing in this world (within reason) that he wouldn't do for you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that You deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your stand on these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109627094388888192?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109627094388888192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109627094388888192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109627094388888192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109627094388888192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-man-wants-you-nothing-can-keep-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109597461736743208</id><published>2004-09-24T01:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T10:20:24.576+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Infos</title><content type='html'>Alright guys, here are some updates. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK&lt;br /&gt;Got a bad cold – again. It started last Saturday and up to now, I still have it. I don’t why it won’t go. Tawag na nga sakin sa office ng mga drivers e “leakage” coz my nose is always leaking. Nyorks! Hehehe… I hate this, there’s no taste on foods, I can’t breathe properly and my nose is running. Garsh! Hope na i-let go na ako ng sipon na to. It stayed in me for quiet some time now and I think it’s time for it to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPUTER&lt;br /&gt;I still got the pop-ups! Can’t remove the parasites on my computer! Aaarrrrggghhhh!!! But I removed the automated links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK&lt;br /&gt;Work was so boring. Basta bored ako. Kainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEATHER&lt;br /&gt;This is good news. The weather here in Doha is getting cooler already… The water’s getting lukewarm na unlike nung kainitan ng summer, it’s as if the water from the faucet has been boiled. I can use my shower na! yahoo! Yoko na magtabo e… hirap… hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKY&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for the fourth time, my pet Chicky gave birth to 5 kittens. Monday morning, gulat na lang kami kasi liit na ng tiyan nya, meaning she gave birth na! But the babies were not in the box that we made for them. Tuesday morning, my tita found the kittens under one of the staircase in the house, and placed them on the box. Sadly, my dad had to throw the 3 black ones kasi ang dami ng pusa dito sa bahay! Check out the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/chicky2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FOR FUN&lt;br /&gt;One friend of ours who is working in a car showroom in the same building where we work invited us to take a peek on the launching of their latest car. So we went, expecting for the foods, but unfortunately, the foods were not served yet. So, we turned our attention to the cars! And managed to take some pics. (we love pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/attheshowroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;Ok. This is wala lang. hehehe… I took this pic kanina lang during our music practice. In the middle is Ate Elvie, on the right is my bestfriend Jeh, and on the left is the blogista. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/elvira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWANG PINOY&lt;br /&gt;While checking out the sale at a home decor store, my mom saw pretty things na pandisplay sa bahay. We checked out the tag to see how much and to our surprise, it says in the tag na it’s made in the Philippines! Magagaling talaga gumawa ang mga pinoy, hanggang disyerto naaabot nito ang magaganda nyang mga likha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/coconuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAM ROOM&lt;br /&gt;I found a design i would like na mangyari sa room ko. i love pink and purple, so there! I feel like a princess here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/dreamroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;‘twas my Dad’s bday last Wednesday. My Tay just cooked palabok. Yummy! Syempre, dami ko na naman nakain. Got him a cake, he got two cakes by the way. One from us and one from a friend of the family. Got him an ice cream, he got three ice cream flavors! So you can picture our fridge full of ice cream and cakes. Harharhar! And today, I treated him at Bennigans. Of course, naubos ko naman ang 12oz na steak! Waaaahhh!! It was fun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109597461736743208?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109597461736743208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109597461736743208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109597461736743208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109597461736743208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/infos.html' title='Infos'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109565951618128418</id><published>2004-09-20T08:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T08:51:56.180+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Syempre, feel ko magtagalog ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, nagulat na lang ako sa nangyayari sa computer ako. Laging may nagpopop-up na mga ad, lalo na yung 180 search assistant na yun at kung ano-ano pa. At nakikita ko sa mga webpages ko na kusang nagkakaron ng mga links dun sa mga words by searchmiracle.com. Eto pa, dun sa blogger template ko, dun sa code ko for my background music, may lumalabas na code by searchmiracle na hindi ko naman nilagay, automatic syang napupunta dun. And, laging naghahang ang computer at web browser ko na dati namang hindi.  Kaya, nagtataka talaga ako. Then I remember one article I read sa Gulf Times (it pays off to read) about mga spyware at mga adware na kusang pumapasok sa computer mo without your consent. So I did more research about these and this is what I found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spyware: ito’y mga programs na automatic na nailalagay sa computer mo gathering your personal information.&lt;br /&gt;Adware: from advertising, these are programs downloaded free from the web that will send marketing information online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At yan ang reasons kung bakit nagloloko computer ko. At syempre, habang nagreresearch ako, may pumasok na naman sa search engine na naglalagay ng links sa mga words sa webpage. (bwiset!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manually ko tuloy inaalis ang mga ito dahil hindi ako pwede magdownload ng mga spy removal software dito kasi hindi daw ako administrator ng computer. So manually ko tinatanggal sa run through regedit. Natanggal ko na yung 180 assistant at search miracle, isa na lang hahanapin ko. Wish ko lang mahanap ko na sya at masakit ang nakatitig sa computer. Buti na lang may filter yung screen (thanks te malaine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya kayo dyan, wag kayong download ng download ng kung ano-ano at tiyak ang dami nyo na ring adware, spyware at mga keyloggers jan sa computer system ninyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some signs na may worms ang computer ninyo&lt;br /&gt;1. Popup windows&lt;br /&gt;2. Frequent computer crashes&lt;br /&gt;3. Strange hard drive/modem behavior&lt;br /&gt;4. Unusually slow computer and/or &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Internet"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt; connection&lt;br /&gt;5. Stolen &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit"&gt;credit&lt;/a&gt; card numbers, identity theft, or phone charges to 1-900 numbers&lt;br /&gt;buti naman at hindi pa nangyayari sakin yung number 5. at wag naman sana. Pero yung first four, manifested na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Reminder lang po ito based from my experience sa computer at internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109565951618128418?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109565951618128418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109565951618128418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109565951618128418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109565951618128418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/syempre-feel-ko-magtagalog-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109548881544706075</id><published>2004-09-18T09:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:26:55.446+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABS-CBN has premiered a new program last night, called Y Speak. It’s a show that caters to the youth, to let their voices be heard and their opinions be recognized. It’s hosted by two good people, Ryan Agoncillo and Karen Davila. Their topic last night was “Ma, mag-aaral na ako. Ma, mag-aartista na ako.” Good topic I think. (Didn’t you notice that most of my topics are somewhat inspired by shows I see in television? You’ll be reading more of it, so get used to it. Hehehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education. Should it be stopped or be continued during your career in show business?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pro side said that education should be continued even if you have a career in showbiz coz it will give you a fallback. Show business is not permanent. You may be famous today and be forgotten tomorrow. Another good point is that they said that they should be good models, being in that powerful position in the media that can easily influence the lives of the youth, good models that they are educated. That even though they are in that business, they are educated and are holding a diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The con side said that they have to stop schooling because of some instances in their lives. Like they desperately needed money, they are the breadwinner of their family, so they have to stop attending school. Another one said that he’s just focusing on his career right now, but she will still go back to finish his course in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my side, I agree with what Karen Davila said at the end of the show. Education should not be a choice, but a must. It’s the only thing that can keep us going in our lives. And I know this is redundant, but education is the only wealth we can treasure that no one could ever give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes, you give man a fish, and he will eat for today. But teach a man how to fish and he will be eating fish for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striking quotes that were thrown last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** A student from the audience questioned Arnel Ignacio about being a good role model in the youth despite of him being gay. Arnel’s feedback: “You know why my daughter understands this? Because she is educated.”&lt;br /&gt;** Mystica was telling last night that she had to tell his son to stop attending school. Hero’s response: “Kung ako ang anak nyo, magagalit ako sa inyo” That made Mystica cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109548881544706075?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109548881544706075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109548881544706075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109548881544706075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109548881544706075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/abs-cbn-has-premiered-new-program-last_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109522935728563067</id><published>2004-09-15T09:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:22:37.286+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Home alone again. Can’t wait till my mom and dad comes home.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been a latchkey kid since I was ten, since I got here in Qatar. My parents are out the whole day for hard work. I was in-charge of the house and my little brother when my parents are out especially in the evening coz during the morning, we’re in the school.  I would cook our dinner, which only consisted of canned and instant goods.  Television was our companion for the whole night. This continued until I was 15 until I left for college, thus, leaving my brother alone by himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just me who had experience this and are continually experiencing being left alone while their parents work.  A lot of kids around the world are into this situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Two kids were left alone while their single mother works. But when their mother came home, she found police cars and fire trucks on her backyard, and found out that one of her kid died. Her older child had tried to cook dinner for him and his little brother, but the result, fire broke out. The older one managed to escape, but the younger one was failed to be saved.&lt;br /&gt;	While left alone, two teenagers were attacked by a burglar. Luckily, they managed to be still and called 911. The next day, they were still left alone by their parents.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In connection, how young is too young to talk to your kids about sex? When parents are more consumed at their work, communications with their children are lessening. Television has now become their source of information regarding sexuality. And I heard that as young as 11, children are already engaged in oral sex. And they think that it’s casual, just like a kiss. Just like a kiss??!! Can u imagine? And they do that in the back of their school bus, in wherever they would like do that. And they reason out that oral sex is not sex. Think about that. Kids with that kind of reason need proper communication. And where else they will get it? Of course, from their parents.  But their parents are out, so what to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are serious problems our families are facing right now.  We should do something about it. I may sound campaigning, but I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks be to God, those things didn’t happen when I was a latchkey kid myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But think about other kids, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109522935728563067?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109522935728563067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109522935728563067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109522935728563067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109522935728563067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/home-alone-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109505356416334255</id><published>2004-09-13T08:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T08:32:44.163+03:00</updated><title type='text'>morning</title><content type='html'>I don’t know why, but I had a good sleep last night. Even though it was only 5hours, I felt like I had enough. And while riding in the car for work, good music was playing on the radio. But unfortunately, there was too much traffic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love what my tatay did this morning. Right after I got out of the shower, I asked him if he could prepare a sandwich baon for me (specifically bacon and cheese, hehehe.) But when its time to go na, I asked him where is my baon, and he told me he forgot daw and he don’t know what he will prepare. I reminded him na I told him that I would like bacon for baon. So he was getting out of the car na, and I said na it’s already 7:00 am and we will be late coz of the traffic. And he just said, “Hindi, kawawa ka naman e.” And he got out of the car to prepare a baon for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that just sweet and so kind of my tay? Hehehe… I know I can be bratty sometimes but my dad has been patient with me, with that kind of attitude. He’s funny and comical but at the same time he won’t let my bad behaviours go on. He’s so full of gentleness, patience and self control. I don’t know, I guess he’s just living the fruit of the Spirit and the Word of God in his life.  So no wonder, I’m looking for a man who has at least the same ugali of my father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Tay, I salute you! You are one of a kind dad! :o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a wonderful morning start for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109505356416334255?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109505356416334255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109505356416334255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109505356416334255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109505356416334255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/morning.html' title='morning'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109470964334023544</id><published>2004-09-09T08:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T18:07:00.766+03:00</updated><title type='text'>on love</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;“Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life... Love, not words win arguments... “ **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn’t just show in you giving flowers, chocolates, gifts and whatever material things there are to your partner. There’s never really a pattern or like a permanent recipe on how to show your affection. With just simple actions and moments, you can. Like being patient with her/his annoying attitude or giving your utmost care and concern when he/she is not feeling ok. Sometimes, he or she being a nagger, nagging you about your faults and mistakes is one way he’s/she’s showing his/her concern for you. Giving you the best asikaso in all the chores sa bahay coz he/she knows that your body is weak and can’t move around that much. (Like my dad – he’s the best dad and husband to my mom :o]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true test of love can be seen when you are in your weakness and in your down side of life. Just remember that physical things whither. Don’t judge his/her being insensitive or the lack of giving you your desired romantic moment. Look at the simplest and the smallest things he/she is doing for both of you and you’ll be surprised on what you will get. ;O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…makes sense, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I got that quote from an email; I might as well share it to you. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last monday, we attended a my inaanak's first birthday  at Rydges Plaza Hotel. The party was alright. The great thing about it is seeing my co-workers again. If you don't know, i've worked there before.  They only said one thing about me. "Tumaba ka ata ah." What else? I just laughed that out. hahaha! Coz it's true, what can i do? (hey, that ryhmes!).  Food was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave lovebirds as a gift, hope they liked it. Aren't they nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first exchanges of gifts today. We have a small box in the accounting office where we will place our regalos to our babies. And guess what i've got for this month? At first, I didn't know what it is, but when I opened the gift wrap, great! My mom finds it cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u guess what it is? harharhar... ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109470964334023544?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109470964334023544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109470964334023544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109470964334023544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109470964334023544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-love.html' title='on love'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109454694972590302</id><published>2004-09-07T11:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T11:49:09.726+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>Whew! I’m back at my place again. Back to my wonderful pc! This means I can now edit my postings and template correctly. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm…so far, for the past two weeks I sat inside the Administration, I was busy, but not that quiet. Did some few bookings for our vendors, assignees, visitors and employees, updated all the business visa extensions, validity of resident permits and driving licenses. It was fun, but it can be annoying. Especially, kapag sabay-sabay na yang mga yan, sobrang kalat at gulo ng table mo. That’s why I kept myself alert at hindi pairalin ang pagkauliyanin ko. Heheh… I can’t trust my memory. Kaya nga sagana ako sa mga post it notes. ;O) Dahil kapag may nalimutan ka, lalo na sa mga extensions, you are so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you may want to check out my officemates’ blogs, namely, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kat,malaine&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;yen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You can find their links in my side items. Na-impluwensyahan ko na sila sa blogging, and the result? They are more addicted to it than me. Hahaha! Anyway, enjoy my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ber is here! Advance merry Christmas sa lahat! Here in Qatar, wala lang yang “ber” na yan.  Unlike satin, they’re starting to play Christmas carols na, tapos dami ng taong gumagawa ng Christmas lanterns. Haaayyy, I miss Philippines talaga. I’m supposed to go for vacation ngayong November, o diba, sakto sana sa pasko. Kaya lang, my parents wanted us to go together next year, so I have to wait for 8-9 months pa. Di bale, bilis lang naman ng panahon. Can’t wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Christmas, we’re having our Kris Kringle (did I spell it right?!) here sa office. Can’t wait for December 25 kasi may lunch date kami, tapos dun na marereveal kung sino-sino. Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109454694972590302?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109454694972590302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109454694972590302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109454694972590302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109454694972590302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109416129107300255</id><published>2004-09-03T00:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T12:00:09.603+03:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey! My last post was when, Saturday? Blame it on the computer at my office. I don’t know what’s up with that pc! Whenever I do some editing or posting, it just messes up my blog! Tapos, kapag open ko, hindi latest yung lumalabas na articles. So here I am now, updating my links and my posts. Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(So sorry i have to delete my entry "hay!" coz its just wrecking up my lay-out! hindi na nga ako mag-uupdate ng blog ko sa office! so expect to have my updation weekly lang. hehehe..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like I said, I was really bored that Saturday, I’m quite fed up with my work. :o(&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know… I’m just fed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the week was really weary. Did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something perked me up! It’s the Independence Day of Qatar this 3rd of September so we don’t have any work for Saturday. Actually, September 3 falls on a Friday, which is a regular holiday for us, kinda like our day-off, so they moved it to Saturday to compensate! Giving us 2 and half day-offs! Wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Qatar, this place is really getting crowded. Super traffic na rin. Can u see the bumper to bumper traffic below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Traffic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they made some flyovers and underpasses to relieve the traffic a bit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mypics439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, got really nothing to blog about. .. Am I boring you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109416129107300255?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109416129107300255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109416129107300255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109416129107300255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109416129107300255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello.html' title='hello!!!'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109342291319754674</id><published>2004-08-25T11:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T11:35:13.196+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>Have u thought about how blessed you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did think about that last night as i watched another inspiring episode of Oprah. (Yeah, yeah, i love Oprah.) She had a guest, an investigative reporter from National Geogprahic Channel who also works in her show, who talked about a horrfying situation that is happening in India. It's called the Dowry Death. We all know the dowry tradition, right? The family of the bride has to give money, gold and any other expensive gifs to her husband and his family. Now this is the scary part. If the bride and her family had stopped giving supplements to her husband and his family, she will be burned to death. And when interrogated by the authorities, she has to give lame excuses for the reason of her burn so as not to harm the family of her husband. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another touching story was the story of women in Ethiopia. They are betrothed at the age of 8 or 9 and their husbands have to wait unil they reach puberty to have sexual contact wih them for reproduction. And because their body is not yet prepared for such drastic experience, they labor for 6 days, alone, with no medical help whatsoever. And the reason why they can deliver the baby is because the baby is a stillborn. Worse, those women, because of that dreadul experience of labor and delivery, have developed holes in the organs of their body causing continuous leakage of urine and waste.  Because of that, they are ostracized from their loved ones and the community. They have to live alone in a hut because no one would dare to live with them and their foul-stinking body. Thank God for a doctor who fell in love with the Ethiopians, decided to build up a community hospital offering free operational services for the women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these two stories made me think how blessed i am to be born as a Filipino woman. I don't have to think about dowry and I can freely choose who i want to marry. I can decide when to marry and not be engaged in my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These made me aware of the wonderful gifs God has given -  a beautiful family, wonderful homeland and the blessing to be born as Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it made me realize the best gift God has given - the gift of being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109342291319754674?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109342291319754674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109342291319754674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109342291319754674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109342291319754674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/blessings_25.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109315956909768899</id><published>2004-08-22T10:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T10:26:09.096+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>To blog or not to blog. That’s the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling one friend of mine about my blog. How excited I am to place recent pictures and how happy I am to tell stories on what’s been happening in my life. My friend just plainly commented, &lt;em&gt;“Limit the things and the pictures you are placing on your site. Give yourself some&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;privacy.”&lt;/em&gt; That last sentence made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was really hesitant with this blogging thing. You go on revealing stories about your life, even the things that are only needed to be kept within yourself or within your close circle of friends. Yeah, it’s fun to see someone posting comments on your articles, seeing the hits counter go up, and your tagboard full of messages. But what about privacy? Our blogs are available on the internet and anyone can just peep in our so called life. Why not just write in the traditional diary? Locked up and kept from everyone else but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I really enjoy blogging. Telling others, especially my friends who live far, about my escapades in life. But I’ll be honest. Sometimes, I’m wondering if some crazy person stumbled upon your blog and started keeping records of information about you then makes up silly things that can harm you. What will you do? What will I do? There’s that unsafely feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts kept on lingering on my mind since I started blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To blog or not to blog. That’s the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109315956909768899?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109315956909768899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109315956909768899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109315956909768899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109315956909768899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109302514388204635</id><published>2004-08-20T21:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T21:05:43.883+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven is in my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Good News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Friday Service. Our guest speaker from Nigeria was very encouraging and inspiring. He was truly an anointed pastor. While preaching, he was full of anecdotes to tell us that’s why I didn’t feel sleepy at all during the sermon. Hehehe… Also, he would insert rhyming phrases that would make us laugh. He was really funny but at the same time full of wisdom. Here are some of the topics at his sermon earlier that touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Angels – there are really angels that go before us to keep us safe. They are always with us as our guardian.&lt;br /&gt;Blood of Jesus – When we are inside the blood of Jesus, there is no harm. But when we are outside the blood, there is no protection.&lt;br /&gt;Tongue – What comes out of our mouth can bless or destroy a person. So be careful of what you speak, always speak encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude determines your altitude.&lt;br /&gt;Confession without faith cannot make miracles happen.&lt;br /&gt;Confession precedes possession.&lt;br /&gt;Always take hold of the God’s promises as it says in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith boosted up again. I was again reminded to just remain faithful to God and to his promises. He will never leave me nor forsake me. That he knows the plans He has for me, plans to prosper me and not to harm me, plans to give me a hope and future…. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bad News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the church service, we went to eat at a nearby diner. Again, I ate a lot of fried stuffs. Fried chicken, fried beef, fried rice and fried prawns. That’s bad news for my health and my ever enlarging fats in my body. I need to start working out if I don’t want to get big. Bad news….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109302514388204635?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109302514388204635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109302514388204635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109302514388204635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109302514388204635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/heaven-is-in-my-heart.html' title='Heaven is in my heart'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109295051527566086</id><published>2004-08-20T00:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T01:08:24.356+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>At dahil Linggo ng Wika ngayon, ang gagamitin kong language is Tagalog. (Taglish din naman..hehehe). (I have to use Tagalog coz its our the week of our national language.. :o) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hay Naku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nakailang palit na ako ng lay-out..pasensya na sa mga bumibisita..hehehe..Nakapaglagay na rin ako ng comments, so i think anyone can post your opinions na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bata Bata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Isang bata ang pinipilit akong banggitin ang pangalan nya sa journal kong ito. So babatiin na lang kita. Hi Tinne.. Hope you enjoy reading.. and dont hesitate to keep in touch! (i kept promise 'ayt?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bumalik na ako sa dati kong pwesto sa opisina pagkatapos ng isang buwang pagkakaupo sa ibang posisyon. Ngunit, aalis din naman yung isa naming amo kaya, next week balik na naman ako dun. Nung mga nakaraang araw, dun na ako gusto paupuin, pero sa tuwing uupo ako dun, wala lang. Kasi after 5mins e aalis na naman ako dahil uupo na uli yung papalitan ko. Ewan! Magulo sila. Hindi na lang ako paupuin dun kapag nakaalis na yung amo para tiyak na may bakanteng upuan diba. Balewala din naman yung pag-upo ko dun kung paaalisin din ako pagkatapos ng 5 minuto. Kaya inis talaga ako. E ano ba namang magagawa, kailangan lang sumunod. Pero nung mga nakaraang araw, kapag tinatanong ako kung kelan daw ako uupo dun, sinasabi ko talaga na pagkaalis na lang nung amo. Hehe. Tumatawa lang naman sila, kaya mukhang ok naman…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busog na Naman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung Lunes, lumabas kami ng bessie ko para magdinner out. Actually, treat ko yun for her para sa birthday ko dahil isang buwan na nya ako hinihiritan. Hahaha! I decided na ilibre sya sa Applebees. We ordered yung promo nila na 59riyals lang, may full meal ka na, choice of dessert and drinks. The full meal includes breaded chiken, fettuccine and garlic bread. We also ordered extra basket of fries. So talagang pig out diba. Hindi nga namin naubos ang meal at dessert kaya pinabalot na lang naming. And after, Jeh decided na magpunta kami sa City Center kasi may bibilin daw sya sa grocery. I thought mga 1hour lang kami dun, but inabot kami ng 2hours. I got home 10:30 na. Inantay pa kasi naming ang papa nya to pick us up. Ayaw namin magtaxi dahil mahal na ang patak kapag after 9. Sakit ng mga paa ko that night kasi inikot naming buong mall habang nag-aantay ng sundo. Kakapagod pero ok lang kasi ngayon lang uli kami nagspent time ni Jeh after ilang months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sakit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martes. Nagising ako ng nananakit ang balikat ko. Sobrang sakit na hindi ko maikiling ang ulo ko sa kanan. Sabi nila nalamigan daw o siguro nangalay lang sa pagkakahiga. Nawala din naman pagkatapos ng dalawang araw. Bigla din akong nagkasingaw, ang hapdi kapag natatamaan. Nakuha ko ata nung nabunggo ng toothbrush ang gum ko. Sana gumaling na…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cookies!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, half day na naman! I spent half of my afternoon baking cookies. Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;at first, akala ko papalpak dahil after ng 11mins sa oven, malambot pa ang taas...buti na lang naging ok nung nagcool down na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/COOKIECHEF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ayan ako, nagpapacute habang nagbebake.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/COOKIEEATING.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! success! sarap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nakatamang mga kataga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa nagdaang linggo, may mga phrases akong narinig na nagstuck sa utak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Move more and eat less.”&lt;/strong&gt; Napakinggan ko sa isang show ni Oprah galing sa kanyang personal fitness trainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Kung nasan ka ngayon, nilagay ka dyan ng Panginoon para ihanda ka sa mga hinaharap na plano nya sa’yo.”&lt;/strong&gt; Galing kay Ate Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dyan nagtatapos ang aking kwento. Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109295051527566086?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109295051527566086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109295051527566086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109295051527566086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109295051527566086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109234576681482077</id><published>2004-08-13T00:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T01:23:23.553+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun...</title><content type='html'>Exhausting week. Not in work but in foods!! Grabe…. Saturday, had a KFC bucket meal, Sunday, chicken fillet with corn on cob, Monday, Beef, Tuesday, pansit, cassava cake (I ate a lot of this..tsk tsk..),and fried chicken, Wednesday, ate at Far East Restaurant, Thursday, was invited in a thanksgiving party (ate a lot of kaldereta… yum yum…) Now tell me, how will I get thinner with all these foods around me… huhuhu… I know it takes discipline but I can’t help it!! I love food..hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough with foods…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;An Overcomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My work as a replacement for my officemate has ended… and I learned some few things…&lt;br /&gt;a) &lt;em&gt;I have a bad handwriting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First, our travel agency complained about it. He can’t understand the names I wrote in the reservation slip… haha!&lt;br /&gt;- Second, one of the hotels called me just to clarify the names of the guests I was booking… he said my handwriting looks like Japanese….&lt;br /&gt;- Third, my officemate was always calling me on the intercom just to ask what’s written on the envelopes that I’m going to send on our site office.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah…. I’ve been hearing that since I was in high school and college… that’s why my classmates never borrow my notes coz they will not understand anything… harharhar…&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;em&gt;Patience is the key so as not to go crazy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Overloaded with bookings… those were my experiences… too many waitlisted passengers that you have to follow-up… but I endured all of those. Congratulate me…hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;c) &lt;em&gt;Be friendly even if the one you’re speaking with isn’t&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can never avoid this… I’m not being makulit. I’m just doing my job. And that is to follow-up those waitlisted passengers. Anyway, I remained cheerful. That’s one positive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;d) &lt;em&gt;Be organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Never throw out anything. You might need it someday.&lt;br /&gt;e) &lt;em&gt;Be alert&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I think, if I will grade myself on alertness, I will barely pass. I tend to forget easily…hahaha! During that period, my boss kept on asking me like “When did we book this?” “Have we done their exit passes?” “Have we returned the tickets for refund?” Did we extend their business visas already?” And I would just go, “ahhhh…errrrr…I’m not sure. Let me check first...” Me and my wonderful memory…hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think I did well… I’m an overcomer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Party! Party! Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This past week, there were two parties that happened. One is the birthday party of my officemate. Over… I was really bloated that day. I ate a lot of fried chicken and cassava cake…&lt;br /&gt;The second one was at the Far East Restaurant. Because one the previous general manager of our company came from Yokohama so we decided to organize a dinner. It was my first time to meet him. First impression, cheerful. And my impression was true! On that evening, he was humoring us with his witty jokes… In short, he’s a joker. But they said he’s very strict when it comes to work, but what the heck! With that attitude, you will never be scared of him. He goes on telling jokes to everyone… Well, maybe he got a little drunk coz the wine and beer he was drinking. Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if it’s their custom, but I like what they did before dinner. So we had our orders and we we’re comfortably sitting. Their drinks were served first, coz they just ordered beer and we ordered orange juice. The foods were served. I was wondering why there are not yet starting… and Shimizu San (that’s him, the joker…hehehe) just told that they will wait for us ladies to get our drinks before they open their beers… Hmmmm….. I found that very….. courteous… respectful… I don’t know, somehow it made me feel like a lady. Hehehe…and so the evening went by, with all of us laughing and kidding around, eating those wonderful dishes (combination of Japanese, Chinese and Thailand cuisines) and taking pictures. Speaking of pictures, here’s some shots you may want to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC014781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nazar(one of our drivers), me, Takahashi San (came with Shimizu San from Yokohama), Malaine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/DSC014881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;group picture! my officemates.. and of course the man sitting on the middle of two girls is Shimizu San (the oldest of the three gents with us) and sitting at the right side is Watanabe San, our Senior Commercial Manager&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much enjoyed that party. Everyone was at ease. Seeing the smiles, and acquanting with other nationalites was fun and as well interesting. What a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109234576681482077?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109234576681482077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109234576681482077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109234576681482077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109234576681482077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/fun.html' title='Fun...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109177960304722487</id><published>2004-08-06T11:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T11:06:43.046+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss...</title><content type='html'>I miss the freshness…. I miss the greenery… I miss the cold wind that kissed my cheek whenever it blows… I miss those places… I miss those moments….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there for four years to pursue my university degree. I miss Saint Louis University. I miss those hallways that are filled with the students’ voices. I miss talking with my classmates and friends about anything-projects, the latest chismis, our professors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the apartment where I stayed. It saw all my heartaches, my joy, my tantrums, my lowest moments and those times where I’m so hyper and happy. It can attest to some of my behaviors unknown to other people. I miss the balcony outside my room where I used to stay just feeling the cold wind and seeing the mountains full of houses that looks like stars because of their light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the busyness of Session Road, where I used to stroll whenever I just feel like walking. Sightseeing the wonderful stores at its side. Its full bloom whenever the Flower Festival is on. Flowers everywhere. Food stores that’s so cheap you can almost eat all the food they’re selling. I miss those jeepneys that are so hard to catch whenever there’s storm. I miss getting angry at those drivers when they don’t give you the exact change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the malls that are never out of shoppers. I miss the city market that irritates me whenever I go there because of its crowdedness. I miss the Burnham Park. I miss the Mines View.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of those makes my heart wish to make time go fast so that it will be next year, so I can visit those places again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the freshness… I miss the greenery… I miss the cold wind that kissed my cheek whenever it blows… I miss those places... I miss those moments... I miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BAGUIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109177960304722487?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109177960304722487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109177960304722487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109177960304722487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109177960304722487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-miss_06.html' title='I miss...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109113797407111986</id><published>2004-07-30T00:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T11:32:14.540+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday...</title><content type='html'>ok..so its thursday again..was happy coz its the end of the weekdays...half day at work.i was so excited&amp;nbsp;when i saw&amp;nbsp;the clock stricked one.yohoo!time to go to my appointment at a beauty parlor to have my hair trimmed.but unfortunately,my table was still a mess..airline reservation papers there..tickets here..grrr...my computer was still on and i found myself staying for 30 mins more at work..my boss still giving me visas to scan and&amp;nbsp;schedules to issue PTA&amp;nbsp; and tickets..so i called my driver and asked him to come back for me at 1:30pm..so 1:30 came and off i went. sadly, my driver didnt came at exactly 1:30pm. i waited for him till he got me at 1:45.. i was crying (really, i cry when things aren't going the way i planned) coz my mom called me and said that she'll go home and cannot wait for me at the parlor..bummer..so, i arrived at the parlor one hour late..lucky me,the person who has a schedule at 2pm didnt come early, so i had my hair cut without any delay..after 10mins, i was done and i called my father to pick me up. went home, took my lunch and took a rest.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood changed when we went to see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Summer Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happenings here in Doha. it's been a month since this festival started and its just now that we had the time to see it.first, we went to see the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bashara Village&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qatar Exhibition Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i was thinking that booths will be there displaying different cultures and heritage of the country.but instead, different rides and game booths welcomed us. hmmm..well, we're there so why not enjoy it a little.we played one game wherein we won a prize..haha! it was a picachu alarm clock..hahaha! so much for luck!(our&amp;nbsp;tokens cost us 30 riyals and we just a won an alarm clock)&amp;nbsp;so after going around the centre, we headed at the nearby mall-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;City Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..there were shows there, performed by i think Europeans..they we're doing acrobats and clowning.it was fun!really enjoyed that. then off we went to Shoemart, haha..&amp;nbsp;i bought one pair of black sandals..kaltas na naman sa pera ko..hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 7:15,we headed outside the mall to go to my much awaited show- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HOLIDAY ON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICE!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the show was performed inside a big tent..and inside there's a man-made much like an ice-pond where the performers will showcase their talents.it was really beautiful!!! colorful&amp;nbsp;costumes, funky music, perfect lighting effects and of course, wonderful performers. too bad, cameras were not allowed so i was not able to take pics..awwww...really sad..but the show was terrific! performers were of European nationals. sulit ang 25riyals entrance fee..it was really great..in the audience, i saw one guy i knew..he used to sell us sandwiches..he's of new zealand nationality and we used to exchange conversations whenever he dropped by at our office to sell his sandwiches..too bad he didnt see me..or maybe he saw me but didnt recognize me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after, we filled our stomachs with chicken fried rice and broasted chicken at a nearby diner then decided to go home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a terrific thursday..in fairness.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pics of the day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/BASHARA1400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;inside the Bashara Village..so much of a village huh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/COUPON400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the tickets that costs us 30riyals in total for the tokens..which only gave to&amp;nbsp;this..see below pic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/PRIZE400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;harharhar...at least its color yellow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/BALANCING400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;a clown balancing a large beach ball on his head..he's funny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/tkt400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the ticket for Holiday on Ice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/HOLIDAYONICE400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i managed to take a shot(secretly..without the ushers seeing me..harharhar..) of the Holiday on Ice performers...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to check out more about holiday on ice, visit their website at &lt;a href="http://www.holidayonice.com"&gt;http://www.holidayonice.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109113797407111986?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109113797407111986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109113797407111986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109113797407111986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109113797407111986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/07/thursday.html' title='Thursday...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109086428788248750</id><published>2004-07-26T20:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T20:51:27.883+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Got nothing to do...</title><content type='html'>True or False&amp;nbsp;Color the things that are TRUE.Uncolor the things that are FALSE.&lt;br /&gt;01. I'm obsessed with new things. &lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. I'm the youngest child.&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a shopoholic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. I love my gauged earrings.&lt;br /&gt;06. I love wearing a lot of black eyeliner sometimes&lt;br /&gt;07. I love BEER.&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the weekends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't live without lipgloss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't live without music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I lived in Tahoe.&lt;br /&gt;12. I spend money I have. (Sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;13. I'll be in college for over 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;14. I love designer handbags (RL, Kenneth Cole)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. I get annoyed easily.&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I eventually want kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I love the Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;18. I have more than a couple horrible memories.&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm addicted to Degrassi. &lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. My first kiss was unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;22. I start school on Jan 4th or 5th.&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love taking pictures. (As the picture taker not takee?)-Well both.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate girls who are fake. (We're all fake.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I can be mean when I want to. &lt;br /&gt;26. My dreams are bizzare. &lt;br /&gt;28. I have way too many pairs of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;29. I've seen Shes all That at least 50 times.&lt;br /&gt;30. I dress how I feel that day.&lt;br /&gt;31. I love Charmed.&lt;br /&gt;32. Sometimes I cry for almost no reason.&lt;br /&gt;33. I hate when people are ridiculously late. &lt;br /&gt;34. I procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Winter is my favorite season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I have too many clothes for my closet/dresser. (Can't seem to get rid of old clothes... When I do, they make their way back into my closet...)&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;38. I wish I was smarter.&lt;br /&gt;39. I am the hottest bachelorette.&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have a lot of drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;41. No one knows the full story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;42. I love my hair.&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I rarely fight with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;44. I love the beach.&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have had the chicken pox.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm excited for the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I can't control my emotions. (Sometimes..)&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can't wait till New Year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I love the show 'Rich Girls'&lt;br /&gt;50. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;51. Christmas is my favorite holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;52. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I can be very insecure sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I have had a broken bone.&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate ignorant people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I love my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;56. I love guys that play the guitar. &lt;br /&gt;57. I state the obvious. &lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm a happy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;59. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to sing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;61. I hate cleaning my room&lt;br /&gt;.62. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tend to get jealous very easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. I like to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;64. I love Britney Spears.&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate when I see animals/people getting hurt/abused.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I'm a vegetarian/vegan/don't eat beef.&lt;br /&gt;67. I don't like to study for tests.&lt;br /&gt;68. I love playdough.&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am forgiving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I have a good sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love high school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. I have a talent of sweet talking my way out of things. &lt;br /&gt;73. I don't drink enough to get drunk. &lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses on the cheek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;75. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the color blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't sew.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not addicted to drugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I love the Olsen twins &lt;br /&gt;79. I'm gonna try out for the softball team&lt;br /&gt;80. I become stressed easily.&lt;br /&gt;81. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate liars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;82. I like comfy sweatpants.&lt;br /&gt;83. Bam Margera is AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the smell of fresh laundry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;85. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I don't mind getting shots.&lt;br /&gt;87. I am a perfectionist when it comes to certain things. &lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always wanted to learn to play the drums.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate the feeling of failure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would love to have my own fashion line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still act like a little kid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all, I despise dishonesty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I can stay on the computer forever. &lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I wish I was more motivated when it comes to school.&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;99. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have problems letting go of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;100.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I hate the feeling of being alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109086428788248750?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109086428788248750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109086428788248750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109086428788248750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109086428788248750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/07/got-nothing-to-do.html' title='Got nothing to do...'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109077587331923130</id><published>2004-07-25T20:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:17:53.320+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"There's nothing saccharine about you — your sweetness is one hundred percent natural! A gentle, thoughtful romantic like you must be paired with a color that's soft and warm — but still has a subtle sophisticated sheen. That's why Pink Chiffon is the perfect color for you! You're probably known for making the most of every situation and trying to see the best in people. But while you may be cheerful and innocent at times, you're nobody's fool. You may see the world through rose-colored glasses, but you can still see, after all.While you make wise insights time after time, it's probably your good nature and perpetual optimism that are what you're known for and what make you a joy to be around. Even those who sometimes make fun of your Pollyanna-like proclamations will turn to you when they need a friend and some cheering up. So keep pink, Chiffon. With you around, the world's a better place!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, that's what it says when i took the test for whats my signature color..heheh..and i like the result! PINK! my fave color..hmmm..some of those statements are true some are not.like im gentle and thoughtful romantic..how true!hahah! im just happy with the result,that's all..check out my sidebar to see my color.. :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109077587331923130?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109077587331923130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109077587331923130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109077587331923130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109077587331923130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-color.html' title='My Color'/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109052261119992766</id><published>2004-07-22T21:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T10:20:24.630+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had my advance bday treat today at lunch..i was planning to have it on saturday&amp;nbsp;at one of the steakhouses,but my parents thought of another place where we can eat..and that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Doha Golf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp; i've been there, but it was my first time to dine there.why not?so we can have something new to see and taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the entrance of Doha Golf Club..even though the heat is unbearable, i tried to take some good pics for my remembrance..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Me400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside the restaurant (El Midetterano).i like their motif..pink and white..so feminine and fresh&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Restau400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the food!! i just love the food!! what's in it?veal,with mushroom,mozarella,rice and i forgot what that white sauce is called...sounds really fattening..tsk tsk tsk..but its great!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Mah_fud400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and me!sitting on a buggy?!! haha! i dont what its called..i cant sit properly kasi nahihiya ako sa mga pinoys..they're looking kasi..hehehe...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Caddygirl400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside the club..im beside the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..one of the symbolic items in qatar&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Atthepitsel400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a view of the golf course..my dad said that it takes millions of riyals to maintain this..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Golfviem400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my treat ended at 4..but we stopped over at city center to buy me a gift! got a new watch!nice... &lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109052261119992766?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109052261119992766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109052261119992766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109052261119992766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109052261119992766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-had-my-advance-bday-treat-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660357.post-109034125108452304</id><published>2004-07-20T19:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T19:56:15.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hey guys..i just want you to check out my lovable pets..they are so adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this is GEORGINA..she's been in the family for more than 10 years now..i will really cry if she'll die..sje's very trained..unlike the rest of his pet companions..she's very quiet..never a "meow" can be heard from her.. we always wonder why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Georgy400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the favorite among the pets. CHICKY! she came here when she was still a baby..and now look at her! she's a full grown mother..see her beside her baby who looks like her..she's the one on the left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/twins2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the thorn among the roses!until chickytoo came in.&amp;nbsp;ZAWAF is also one of the babies of chicky..he's the only guy among them..hehehe..lucky him, he's surrounded by girls!one trick he knows, he can open the door all by himself! and we didnt even trained him for that.talk about a gifted cat! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Zawaf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WACKY is not here with us now..we have to let her go coz of her hair..it keeps on falling..maybe because she's already old..my nanay said we have to get rid of her baka kasi magkaron pa kami ng sakit due to her hair..i really miss her! but luckily, she was picked up some Filipinos who live just near my best friend's house, that's why i can see her now and then! nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Wacky400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;CHICKYTOO named after her mother CHICKY..hehe..we have to put the word "too" right after coz both of them look alike.they have the same eyes,same hair color..i tell you, this cat is very playful..and her favorite place?? my bed..aaawww...when i go home after work, i would always see himl lying on my bed..that's why maybe my allergy wont go away because of cat hairs!!hehehe..see at this pic..he looks like a figurine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/fIGURINE400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i just adore these pets! they're one of the family now and it would be really sad if we someday we have to part ways..anyway,they really rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7660357-109034125108452304?l=atengteng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/feeds/109034125108452304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7660357&amp;postID=109034125108452304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109034125108452304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7660357/posts/default/109034125108452304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atengteng.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-just-adore-these-pets-theyre-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jajey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06670679925118782255</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v244/jajey/Image0743.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
