<?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-19549670</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:31:31.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gdsthatsmiles</title><subtitle type='html'>Attitude is a small things but it makes a big difference. &lt;a href="http://coolz.qsh.eu"&gt;http://coolz.qsh.eu&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-304290088338815051</id><published>2012-01-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:31:31.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sinulog 2012 Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Procession&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most anticipated event during sinulog week is the procession, where-in the replica of the holy child Jesus statue is sent out to church for a walk. The sinulog organizers are responsible for the route of the procession. The procession will start with a set of different group of devotees or religious group and the last one will be the holy child Jesus statue being carried on a truck. Most tourist and other people who are not part of the procession wait the holy child Jesus statue to pass by on the route. People watching the procession waves their hands as the holy child Jesus pass by and join the procession behind the child Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to follow the holy child Jesus statue, we (my girl, sister and mother) started walking at LandBank near University of San Carlos Main up to the bag-ong dan road. We didn’t finish the procession and we headed straight home. It was a tiring but satisfying day for me and a blessed disguise as a good exercise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;SRA 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an underground gig for hardcore, punk and metal core music genres. It happens every third Saturday of January. After attending the procession, me and my girl went to watch my friend (Weigner) performing on SRA 17, there were new crowd faces and new bands attending to the event. I didn’t realize that its been 17th years the underground group existed. That time when I met Weigner as a colleague it was only the 8th year of SRA. For the past years, I’ve met and know new friends in Weigner’s SRA circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinulog day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored watching street dancing and over the years it become too commercialized. The thing I enjoy most during the sinulog day is the street party and watching the float trucks. Usually, I walk from our house up to the uptown, but last Sunday I bring the car and park it in Ayala mall. It took 45 minutes to park the car. Ayala mall was also a blast, a lot of people are inside the mall just for AC not for shopping. Others quench their thirst and do chit-chat with their friends. In our end with my girl, we walk to uptown to watch sinulog and when we got bored we go to one of my friend’s house somewhere in Baseline. Baseline has always been a trademark for sinulog street party, where locals drinks and dance in the street. It was my girl first time to witness at my friend’s house where people just party drink and dance. It was fun and it was good to see old friends get drunk and party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-304290088338815051?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/304290088338815051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=304290088338815051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/304290088338815051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/304290088338815051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-sinulog-2012-week.html' title='My Sinulog 2012 Week'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3965094814508616464</id><published>2012-01-02T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:15:25.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year 2011 was a lazy one for me, no major updates in terms of career, business and self improvement. The last productive year I had was 2007, after that I loose sight into my plans that I wanted to achieve. Consistent blogging was one of the plans that I loose, loosing weight was another one and the list goes on. This year again, I will make a promise to myself to be more productive and not to loose sight on the plans I wanted to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I will not be dismay on my plans that I will be setting for this year. Below are my general plans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stability - full restart or shall we say start from scratch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physical fitness - be reminded on the cause and effect and self-discipline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spiritual aspect - to be consistent on my beliefs and faith&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Career - stay away from politics and think positive always&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relationship - consistent to have time to the people I care and love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Entrepreneurship - don’t loose hope, always find something to achieve with&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skill set development - find ways to learn new things in my field&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 0.9em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I hope this year will be a different one, I look forward to a fruitful year in work, relationship, spiritual worship, knowledge skills and more adventures to come. Happy new year to everyone reading my blog and to all people in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-3965094814508616464?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3965094814508616464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3965094814508616464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3965094814508616464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3965094814508616464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-2012.html' title='Welcome 2012'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7824577366622595750</id><published>2010-05-09T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:45:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05102010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;May 10, 2010 will be a big day in the Philippines not only because we are voting for a new president and vice president but also it would be the first time we will be using an automated counting machine. Many people feared that there will be a failure of election for some reasons the automated counting machine may have glitches on the election day. There were request from the different parties to have a parallel count, to make sure that the machines are correct. I saw in the newspaper last week that the PCOS machines failed and they fixed it on the same week, however there will be a delayed on the deliveries of CF cards in some regions. Some people think that there will be a failure of election and they’re afraid there will be another martial law or the current president still holds her seat right now.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;So the question, is it really the right time that we implement automated counting in this coming election? Let’s set aside first the cheating factor and glitches on the PCOS machines. Yes, its the right time that we implement automated counting machines during election, it will be efficient and the results will be much faster compared to manual counting. For the cheating factor, if there is, I believe it will be on the side on who configured the counting machines. So let’s just pray that the COMELEC have it control or have a security protocol so that there is no cheating done in configuring the PCOS machines. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;In the case of glitches, COMELEC may say that they fully tested the CF cards and ready to go. So what if there is a new glitch in PCOS machine during election? Shall we say a voter shaded his candidates then the result isn’t correct. What will they do? Will they disqualify the vote of the voter? These things weren’t clear, we all listen to the radio a song on how to shade the circles in the ballot. But I never heard what are the outcomes if there is an error in the shading part. Before, during the manual system when we are voting 12 senators, voters have the option to vote for 6 only and the remaining 6 entries will be marked as lines so that it can’t be filled up. With the automated system, how will the machine interpret it? For now, I hope COMELEC has a plan on these things that I thought if it happens.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;For voters, let’s cast our vote on who we think we wanted to be our new president, vice-president, senators, mayor and vice-mayors and etc. Its quite ironic for some people try to convince other people to vote a candidate where-in they can’t vote because they aren’t register for some reason. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;I hope and pray tomorrow will not be the worst election day, I’m still positive on the automated counting machines that it will work as what it is expected. To my fellow countrymen, let us vote wisely tomorrow.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-7824577366622595750?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7824577366622595750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7824577366622595750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7824577366622595750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7824577366622595750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2010/05/05102010.html' title='05102010'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7322976541186846345</id><published>2010-05-09T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:17:45.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother’s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;It is time once again to greet our beloved mother happy mother’s day. I’m grateful that I have a mother that still scold me when I go home early morning, if I wake up late even I don’t have work and many more things. At the time when I was still studying, I said it to myself, I’ll study hard so that my beloved mama wouldn’t scold me if I go night out with friends and anything I do for the reason I did what she wanted and wished for, that I must be able to finish college. After I graduated college, I quickly look for a job so that she would be impress to me and also I wanted to earn for myself so that I can spent it hanging out with my friends. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;But I was wrong, she continued to scold me that I go home late especially Friday and Saturday nights. She continued everything that she was doing. Sometimes, I said it to myself, isn’t it enough to have a degree in college and I already have a job. But I never opened it up to her and told her my thoughts fearing it will hurt her and I don’t want her to be emotional. As I grow old, I’ve realized that my mama was just simply being a mother, she continued to care for me and my siblings, she continued her duty as a mother even we are old enough to make our decisions. I’m glad for 32 years of my existence she’s still looking out for me. Parents always think what’s the best for their sons and daughter. That’s why no matter how annoyed I am listening her scolding at me, I just don’t mind it much cause she’s just showing she cares and loves me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;For my mama, and my friends mother, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY, wishing you all the best in life. For those friends whose mother had past away, don’t be sad just try to feel your heart and remember the days you spent time with them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-7322976541186846345?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7322976541186846345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7322976541186846345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7322976541186846345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7322976541186846345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother’s Day'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3324463490929023429</id><published>2010-01-01T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:08:45.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN MY NATIVE LANGUAGE (BISLISH – Bisaya sagol Iniglis)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Nanimba mi sa Cathedral anticipated mass para January 01, 2010. Tugnaw ang panahon kay nag ulan2x, samtang naminaw ko sa wali sa pare nag duka2x pud ko. Akong attention na get caught pag nag wali ang pari about sa history sa January na gi derived sa roman mythology Janus na naay duha ka hulagway, ang usa nag tanaw patalikod ang usa nag tanaw pa-atubang. Og pag human sa misa, sa akong pagka koryoso nag plano ko na ako e research si Janus. Paghuman sa sipang pabuto, ni lingkod ko sa akong computer og nag patabang ko ni uncle google na tagaan ko niya og impormasyon about ni Janus og na tagaan pud ko og result na nag directa nako sa &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janus"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Sa akong nasabtan kung mawala ko masayop, ang hulagway na nag tanaw pabalik mao diay kini ang simbolo na nagpakita na nag lantaw sa kaagi/kagahapon og ang hulagway na nag tanaw pa-atubang mao diay kini ang simobolo nanagpakita na nag lantaw sa mo abotay na panahon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Sigurado kani natudlo ni sa pag-skwela nako pag High School World History na subject. Pero nalimtan nalang kay napulihan og mga leksyon og experyensa. Lekyson na magamit sa akong matag-adlaw pagdala sa kinabuhi. Experyensa na magamit sa akong matag-adlaw na trabaho. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Apan akong namatngon, na dapat gyud diay ang tao once in a while kailangan mag recall gyud sa iyang nahibaw-an para dili matay-an. Daghan pa-agi pag retain sa atong na learn. Ang pina ka common is mag take ta og notes. Naa ra nato kung unsaon nato ang notes dili malabay or mahimo og scratch paper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Malipayong bag-o na tuig ninyong tanan. Hinaot unta na nindot na tuig karon, ang akong personal wish kay good health og world peace. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH TRANSLATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;We went to Cathedral church to attend anticipated mass for January 01, 2010. It was raining and the weather is cold, as i was listening to the homily of the priest I was sleepy. My attention get caught when the priest mention about the history of January that it was derived from the roman mythology that represents two faces. A face that is looking backing and the other one was looking forward. After the mass, out of curiosity I planned to do a quick research about Janus. After all the firecrackers booms, I sat down in my computer and asked help for uncle google to give me information about Janus and I get result which directed me into &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janus"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;In my own understanding and I hope I’m not wrong, the face that is looking backward symbolize that it can see the past years and the other face that is looking forward symbolize that it can see the future.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;I’m pretty much sure this was teach during my High school days on World History subject. Overtime knowledge that were learn in school are replace by lessons and experiences. Lessons that are used in my day to day life. Experiences that are used for my day to day work. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;I came to realized that once in a while a person should refresh/recall on what he/she learns so that it will not be forgotten. There a lot of ways to retain on what we learned from the post. Most common way is through taking notes. It depends on us on how we kept our notes so that it wouldn’t be put to trash or used as a scratch paper. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Happy new year to all. I hope that this year will be great. My personal wish is good health and world peace. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-3324463490929023429?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3324463490929023429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3324463490929023429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3324463490929023429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3324463490929023429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-2010.html' title='January 2010'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-5941360606982348028</id><published>2009-02-26T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:18:39.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Speculations for the next upcoming episodes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Given the 1st gentlemen will survived the 5 hours surgery we will not be seeing him up to Episode 16 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dubako will be able to escape the country and he will bring Mirika with her. Mr. Burnett and his people can't kill Dubako at this stage for the reason they will be exposed. Given Jack and Renee captures Dubako he will be able to escape through Hillenger &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Janis/Erica will be frame up by Hillenger about the warrant that is issued for Jack and Renee &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Dubako leaves U.S. soil, Jack and the FBI wouldn't have information on who the people are working with him in the government. However, Chloe will be able to trackdown that the mole was Hillenger &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Olivia might get into trouble later if Mr. Burnett will use her as a leverage against the president&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite scene:&lt;/strong&gt; Jack makes a point to Renee that they have one job is to get Dubako outside of that she shouldn't get involved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Renee calls ambulance and tell the paramedics to keep the situation of quiet because its the first gentlemen. Jacks calls the president to update the status of the first gentlemen situation and Dubako's progress. Bill offers his service to accompany president Taylor in the hospital, but Ethan told Bill that he is already out of the service. Bill makes a point to the president that without Dubako she can't trust anyone and he brought up the conspiracy and he hopes he earned it. Bill requested to the president that his government clearance will be reinstated also with Chloe O Brian, Ethan continues to argue to Bill that Chloe clearance was also revoked when CTU was decommission. Bill explained that there is a mole in FBI and Larry Moss needs tactical support and Chloe is best fit for that job. Ethan argues to the president not to go to the hospital, but the president makes a point to Ethan that the priority is searching Dubako. Bill prepares to accompany the president to the hospital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/1200x1200/1/vlcsnap-143983.png?et=xCF8mWmVSATg9BAegNDn3g&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Dubako rush to Mirika and convinced her to go with him in his country. Dubako called Burnett his American allies for his passport to leave the country for the reason he doesn't have leverage anymore. Renee and Jack continues to find evidence in the shoot out to search for Dubako. Renee and Moss argued about the complained of Vossler's wife. Jack finds a bank account transactions were made in the PDA and told Renee to trace it through Larry Moss.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/9/vlcsnap-146449.png?et=C45fgwmJAql6XAtRGHj8sA&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/10/vlcsnap-146416.png?et=8+MMtfMmzao+rwywEIwnAA&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Morris send off Chloe to the FBI headquarters. Moss escorted Chloe to the conference room. Moss questions the relationship between Chloe and Bauer. Chloe make a point to Moss that Bauer is a good friend and the most trustworthy and honorable men that she knew and he should worry less about him and more on the mole in the Bureau that is working with Dubako. Dubako meets w/ Burnett to get the passport and flight details. Dubako make a point to Burnett if he is killed or assignation attempt, he will reveal the people involved and sent it to justice department.The bank account transactions from the PDA leads to Mirika Donoso the girlfriend of Ike Dubako. Jack and Renee went to Mirika apartment and starts to question Mirika, but she doesn't know who is Dubako. Jack questions Mirika and give Mirika and her a sister a brief profile on who Dubako is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/6/vlcsnap-159655.png?et=3TE7k9iYF0NA8o5FVuz8RA&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/7/vlcsnap-159713.png?et=iMyRjMs6gRQHGJ2tjxracA&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;President arrives to the hospital and the doctor informs her that it needs 5 hours for the operation. President asked Bill to bring her daughter Olivia. Bill sends Aaron Pierce to get her daughter. Olivia doesn't want to go with Aaron without telling first what's going on. Aaron had no choice but to tell the truth about his father that was shot and its in critical condition. Jack asked favor to Mirika to pursue the plan to go with Dubako and they will follow them one mile by tracing the cellfone of Mirika.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile, Janis got insecure cause her job might be replaced with Chloe. She borrowed Hillenger access key through the server room and check what Chloe was up to. Since there was another personnel went to the server room, Janis got rattled and removed directly the access key causing Chloe's monitor to shut-off a couple of seconds, which Chloe was able to noticed it and she was suspecting that someone was watching what she was doing. Moss told her if she can trace it back, Chloe runs diagnostics to get the source.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/4/vlcsnap-168048.png?et=3Agv+3o8mY1Ny6kUjwhTPQ&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/3/vlcsnap-168103.png?et=VdBDs4tNK3wCDPmESG1dFw&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;Janis went back and give back the access key to Hillenger and told him bout what she found that Chloe is supporting Walker and Renee in finding Dubako. A few minutes while Jack and Renee while following Erika's car, they got caught by DC metro local police for the reason FBI reported a warrant for them. Chloe double checks it and found out that the warrant was authentic and it came from FBI. Moss contacts DC metro to revoke the warrant, but due to procedures and protocols to be followed, jack and Renee where arrested. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/2/vlcsnap-170901.png?et=gHMCCBj+y5qDbzaPyAB21A&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;" border="0"&gt;Hillenger calls to Burnett and informed that he already pinned down jack and Renee. He explains that it took time to access the fone of Moss to trackdown its activities. He also told Burnett that Moss and Chloe are using Mirika cell fone to track her. He asked Burnett why Dubako wasn't killed yet, Burnett explained that Dubako will be exposing them as his leverage if there is an attempt of assignation. Burnett informed Dubako about Mirika was trackdown by the FBI through her cellfone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.gl3nn2y.multiply.com/image/1/photos/32/1200x1200/11/vlcsnap-1686312.png?et=hd,beiCjWHtxIfN7M0739Q&amp;nmid=205813093" width="240" height="136"&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/19549670-5941360606982348028?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5941360606982348028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=5941360606982348028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/5941360606982348028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/5941360606982348028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-thoughts-on-24-and-its-upcoming_26.html' title='My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 10'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-8744255301250164895</id><published>2009-02-17T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:45:14.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 09</title><content type='html'>  &lt;strong&gt;Will the 1st gentlemen Henry Taylor survive the gunshot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me it wouldn't matter, but I guess he will die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will Dubako get caught?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the next episode will be dragging about Dubako then he wouldn't get caught that easily. I guess Jack and his team will track down Dubako through Rosa or her girlfriend. We will be expecting new threats and reveling some of the government officials that are against the administration in the next episode.  Hillenger continues to be one of the suspicious character, I think he is using Erica to get some details from the Homeland and feed it up to Dubako's people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite line:&lt;/strong&gt; When president ask Jack where his loyalty he simply answered "with all your respect madam president, ask around"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting script:&lt;/strong&gt; When Renee went to Vossler's wife and child, she said the following line: "shut up, do what I tell you and there is a chance that you will live through this". This was almost the same line when Jack told Renee before shooting her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Dubako has the first gentlemen as leverage to stop the invasion of U.S. troop in sangala. Bill, Jack and Renee entered the white-house through underground entrance. Ethan told the president that he personally hand pick the agents that he trusted to accompany Bill and his team towards the white-house. President Taylor finally meet Prime Minister Ule Motubo, the president asked an explanation on whats going on to Bill and his team. Jack explained that the administration has been compromise that's why they need to work as an undercover. He also told the president that finding Dubako, will be the key to identify the names of the government officials working against the president. Bill also told the president he doesn't know whom who he can trust that's why he form a small group with Tony Almeida and then to Jack. The president find it hard to believed, but Renee Walker explained to the president that she is the witness on what Jack and Bill were telling is true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;President receives a call from Dubako having the 1st gentlemen as a leverage to his request to hold the U.S. troops in sangala. Ethan confirms that the accusations of Jack and Bill were true that the administration has been compromise through Samantha's Roth and Agent Gedge death. Ethan explains that Agent Gedge is believe to be an accomplish in kidnapping of the first gentlemen through the paralytic drug that he had. The president still didn't give in the demands of Dubako, Jack offer to help retrieved the first gentlemen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;The president gives Jack and his team a go signal. Jack asked Ethan for the profile of Agent Gedge, Renee told Jack that the only person she can trust was Larry Moss. Larry was shocked when Walker called, he told Renee she's willing to help but they should meet personally first. Jack and Renee meet up with Moss, Moss and Renee talk each other, Jack asked for the details of Agent Vossler. Moss gives to Renee and she scans it. Moss give a short details to Jack that before Vossler was a secret agent he works in special forces and served in Sangala for 2 years. Jack asked Renee if Vossler has a family, Moss and Renee had an idea already where is Jack going. Both Renee and Moss, argued with Jack not to use Vossler family as a leverage for the reason it is innocent. After Jack made his point, Renee follows Jack order. Agent Moss told Jack, that he won't allow Renee to be like him. Jack asked the car keys of Agent Moss and has no choice but to give it to Jack. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Hillenger seems to be suspecting that the FBI is out of loop. Janis noticed that there is something going on between Erica and Hillenger. Janis called up Hillenger about that matter not to make it obvious. Dubako girlfriend called to confirmed about their dinner. Samuel is the alias of Dubako that he uses for her girlfriend. Moss helps Jack track Vossler vehicle and Renee goes to Vossler family. Renee enters the house of Vossler and scare Vossler family while waiting Jack's call. Jack caught Vossler in a nick of time and interrogate Vossler to tell where he delivered the 1st gentlemen. Vossler didn't give in at 1st but when he heard her wife was crying and was scared he gave the location to Jack. However, Vossler manage to kick the gun of Jack and managed to fight him which results to his death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Renee waits for Jack, Jack called about the whereabouts of Henry Taylor and told her to wait for him. He also told Renee that Vossler was dead through self-defense. Meanwhile in the whitehouse, they managed to send a double for Prime Minister Ule to Dubako's people. Rosa sister of Dubako's girlfriend called up Dubako to let him know that she knows that he is not Samuel and there is no record in the immigration about the said name. Rosa told Dubako to breakup with her sister. Dubako's people called Dubako that Motubo was not hand-in when they asked to bring it out to the vehicle, Dubako ordered to destroy the vehicle letting to agents killed. Jack and Renee arrives to the placed where Vossler gives to save 1st gentlemen. Renee was caught going down to the stairs where they held Henry Taylor and the exchange of gunshots begins. Dubako called his people to kill the 1st gentlemen. Unfortunately, Henry got shot by one of the people of Dubako, when Jack was shooting it. Jack shouts to Renee to get an ambulance, clocks tick down to 15:59:59.&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/19549670-8744255301250164895?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8744255301250164895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=8744255301250164895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8744255301250164895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8744255301250164895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-thoughts-on-24-and-its-upcoming_17.html' title='My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 09'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-4943363246042973354</id><published>2009-02-10T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:40:35.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 08</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 8 Jack was asking Renee's help to team up in an attempt to get the CIP device and also to rescue the prime minister. They use Renee to get in the building while Jack, Tony and Bill was waiting in the roof top to open the door for them. Renee opens the door, Jack and Renee team up and go to the ventilation system, while Bill and Tony are in position for backup. Chloe sends information to them for the floor plan and where about's of the prime minister. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;As they are all set, Nichols found out one of the security camera captures Jack, Tony and Renee going inside the building. Dubako and his people were rattled and he forces to grab the CIP device, Jack and his team assault the control room where Dubako is. While Renee, rescues the prime minister. During the exchange of gunshots, the CIP slip over and was damaged. Dubako was able to escape by setting off a bomb on one of the building staff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile, the white-house was wondering why the threat on ohio was gone. They were wondering why it was stop and the president couldn't believe that Dubako stopped it. In the case of first gentlemen Taylor, yes he did recover in the fall and its temporary paralysis. The agent outside waiting rush over the to Samantha's apartment to finish off the first gentleman, but Taylor made a sense that by killing him it would later be trace. Dubako called the agent and ask him about the first gentlemen, he ordered the agent to bring the first gentlemen to him alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;We can see after the major threat of the CIP device it wasn't that clear what would be the next threat. Clearly Dubako wanted the first gentlemen alive, he will use it as a leverage to the president against the troops in sangala. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Since the CIP device was no longer a threat, with the prime minister is in good hands. Jack suggested to Bill that its time to contact external agencies to help them, but Bill insisted that the government has dirty agents which they don't know who is working with Dubako and it may blew up their cover. Chloe agrees with Jack because she can't handle it alone and additional resources. Prime Minister Olai, suggested to let the president know because he trusted her. Bill and Tony where quite hesitant at first but they've gave in the idea. Jack told Prime Minister Olai, to tell the president to keep the information in close circle for the reason they don't know who's dirty in the government.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;We see here Tony seems not to be totally sold out but lead to no choice. This is for the reason that he is aware if he shows up with the authority he will be convicted on what he did on the past 3 years with Emerson. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;President and Prime Minister Olai agreed each other to talk in a secure place on the details of the threats and how he was rescued. President Taylor informs Ethan about it. But before that Ethan was about to inform the president that he can't reach the first gentlemen, the NSA adviser informed Ethan not to tell the adviser for such reason there was no longer a threat. They were supposed to convince the first gentlemen to tell the president to let their troops back-off while the CIP device was on Dubako hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this scene, it seems that the NSA adviser is one of the dirty agents. Not enough proof though, but he needs also to be watch out on the next upcoming episodes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;While Jack and Bill were preparing for the meeting place of the president together with the Prime Minister Olai. Tony told Jack that he can't come for such reason he will be arrested. Jack told Tony that after this crisis he should turn over to the authority and assured that he will support and help him together with Bill. Tony initiate the hand shake and told Jack he has his words. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tony looks very suspicious, right now we don't know what's in his head? Is he really good / bad? Here are my speculation Tony's suspicious look:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He doesn't want to be arrested simple as that &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If we based it on the season 7th thriller, they said to the viewers they are going to the personal level. So its a big possibility well turned out bad or whoever that is connected to Jack in the previous seasons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Granting Ethan is one of the mole, for sure there will be problems during the meet up of Prime Minister Olai on or after. It seems Dubako isn't the main antagonist, the others hasn't come out yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;14:59:59...&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/19549670-4943363246042973354?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4943363246042973354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=4943363246042973354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4943363246042973354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4943363246042973354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-thoughts-on-24-and-its-upcoming.html' title='My thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 08'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3310940268980285583</id><published>2009-01-30T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:12:03.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 07</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;My speculations on my last entry on how agent Walker survived seems to be correct. Bill and Chloe saves agent Walker and Bill explained everything about Jack and Tony's cover and was told not to contact to the FBI for the reason it has a mole in the department. Meanwhile, Emerson noticed that there is something bothering Jack and he asked about it. Jack asked Emerson on how they recruited Tony. It was explained by Emerson but however he sense that there is something wrong with Jack and Tony. Upon preparing the prime minister and his wife to be exchange with diamonds to Dubaku, Emerson forces Tony to tell on what is going on having Jack as a hostage, which Tony was forced to shoot Emerson. Jack called Bill, to meet up in the exchange area. When Bill arrived, Jack checkouts agent Walker while Tony is with Emerson who is dying. Agent Walker still can't believed that she's been working so many years in the FBI and knows she knows that it is possible that it can be compromised. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Dubaku ordered Nichols to kill Emerson and his crew including Tony during the exchange. Jack explained to the Prime Minister and its wife about the planned and their cover. While Tony was attending the wounded Emerson he asked forgiveness and explained it was not all about the diamonds its about he's not willing to cross the borderline to kill innocent Americans with the CIP device. Dubako uses the CIP device to make the 2 planes collide ask a price to let the US president shows that he's for real and willing to kill innocent American lives if the president wouldn't withdraw their forces in Sangala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the exchange area, Chloe prepares to put a transmitter to the Prime Minister, Tony clearing out the bodies while Jack and Bill is preparing a plan for the exchange. As for the storyline of the 1st gentlemen that is temporarily paralyze, his most trusted secret agent kill Samantha Roth and prepares to hang him to looks like a suicide. However, the 1st gentlemen was able to move his risk and fingers but in some parts of his body is still in paralysis. He managed to choke his trusted secret agent, as the secret agent tries to fight back they fell unto the ground. It is clear that 1st gentlemen survived that fall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;As for the exchange of the prime minister to Dubaku, it was awesome played by the characters. During the double cross moment, Jack managed to shoot one of Nichols bodyguard with his sniper rifle and Tony managed to shoot 2 bodyguards, but leaving one alive. Jack shoots a warning shot to Nichols and Tony gets the gun of Nichols and tell him to put things behind and get what they want. With Nichols transporting the prime minister to Dubaku, chloe monitors their movement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;My expectation and speculation for the next episode:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is clear that the 1st gentlemen will be able to recover its temporary paralysis. As soon as he walks out, the other agent sees him and it starts tailing him or even kill him to finish off the job &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dubaku setting the next attack on Ohio, I guess this will not push through cause the president finally gives in to withdraw the forces. It is also possible when Nichols finally arrived in their hideout while Jack and Tony are following, they will managed to get the CIP device. The other possibility is Chloe hacks in and change the flight plans &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think agent Walker will be stubborn and will find a way to contact to the FBI, if this happens it adds more thrill cause Nichols will be informed that Jack and Tony are on a cover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Favorite line: When agent walker told Jack "The 4 of you do you think you can stop it?" Jack simple replied "we have to as simple as that".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Tony said to Nichols that Emerson is dead, but there was no clear proof that he was dead. For sure, they could easily bring back Emerson character later or next season if they want too. But for now, we think his dead. Episode 6 is great, it leaves many variables in the end compared to last episode that's quite predictable. At this stage we still don't have clear ideas on the moles in the FBI and white-house. For me, my speculation in my last entry is still the same. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then... &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/19549670-3310940268980285583?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3310940268980285583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3310940268980285583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3310940268980285583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3310940268980285583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-thoughts-on-24-and-its-upcoming_30.html' title='My Thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 07'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-6353416667352706920</id><published>2009-01-23T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:29:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 06</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;After faking the shot of agent Walker and was buried with sand, there are no clear clues given in the show on how she will survived. These are my thoughts on how she will get through:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agent walker will just get up by her own - I think its impossible unless she also fakes that she can't moved &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack put a tracking device on her during she was checking agent walker if she was clean before she was put in the cage and the FBI agents will come to the rescue &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FBI agents were able to find the location of agent walker basing on the intercepted call that was found by the NSA &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack / Tony will call later to Bill/FBI directly to informed the whereabouts of Agent walker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;It remains a mystery to agent Walker for sure why Jack wants her to survived. I guess David Emerson still doubts Jack that's why he authorized to execute agent Walker. By the looks of it, Emerson at this stage is being careful with Jack and Tony was right not to underestimate him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;As for First Gentlemen Henry Taylor, we don't have idea if he will survived or not neither with Samantha Roth. We see on the previous season on 24 how the characters get killed quickly. My guess that either one will survived, if they are both dead then the president will never know that his son was murdered not suicide. At this stage, I think one will survived to keep the thrill on telling the president the truth about his son's death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;For awhile we know that there is something between Agent Moss and Walker. All we know from Agent Janis point of view that Agent Moss has feelings for Walker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So who's the mole in FBI? My speculation are the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agent Moss - Cause his the director in-charge and the terrorists are well-informed on the operations in FBI, that's one reason why Alan Tanner escape in the building &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agent Hillinger - He have some weird behavior on Episode 3/4, but we found out later that he was helping her wife to give a priority landing on the plane. But this could this just be a deception to Agent Janis. When her wife called up to meet up, he says she was busy with work and we later found out she was flirting with the blond chick (Agent Erica). Also he was talking with Janis with regards to the illegal torturing/interrogation conducted by Agent Walker to Tanner, this means it gives him an idea what agent Walker knows about the terrorist operation &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For now these two characters are the mole in the FBI that I can think of as of now. Is it impossible that is Agent Moss but I think she doesn't want Agent Walker to get involved but he's feeding the information to the terrorist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;So who's the mole in the Whitehouse? I think that is the president's adviser. Although its not clear now, but as what Bill says in Episode 3, the government is corrupt that's why they are working outside the government.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;In Episode 3, David Emerson gives the gun to Tony to kill Jack. When I was watching, I thought Tony will shoot Jack with empty bullets that was placed by Emerson. This was a pattern on the previous seasons specifically Jack was ordered to shoot Chase. But in the current season, we see Jack manages to save himself for the cover. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems Agent Walker learns from Jack on how to illegally interrogate Tanner. I think she ran out of options and want to catch Tony and Jack, that is why she was forced to used illegal interrogation tactics. Or she is really capable of doing it but can't do it before because she is FBI and needs to follow the federal law.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;With the disbanded CTU, we can see that the whitehouse is dependent with the FBI. As of now, it seems the president doesn't know the profiles of Jack Bauer and Tony Almeida or shall we say she didn't ask more details on the terrorists involved, unlike in the previous season a detailed dialogues were made about the profile on the terrorists. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Coolest things that I'd like in first five episodes are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack interrogating Tony - Tony getting out the borderline and start to talk about her wife Teri that make Jack piss off &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Escape in the parking lot of Jack and Tony &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack intellectual capability and experienced when identifying Tanner was not one of the FBI &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe vs Janis Gold - when Janis is blocking Chloe in the system and Janis admitted that the hacker is really good &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jack fake shot to Agent Walker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;In my conclusion, so far 24 season 7 is looking good and exciting. Till then...&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/19549670-6353416667352706920?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6353416667352706920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=6353416667352706920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/6353416667352706920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/6353416667352706920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-thoughts-on-24-and-its-upcoming.html' title='My Thoughts on 24 and its upcoming Episode 06'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7588499622592439325</id><published>2009-01-05T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:55:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;After 3 months of working out, I managed to win the bet with my buddy on who among us looses more weight. Again, the bet is on once again and we will be seeing each other on the 24th of this month to check out things on who progresses more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;For this year, I planned to continue my psychical activities in preparation for summer. The 3rd month (which was December) was the most difficult to control due to many dinner parties and drinking session. At least holiday seasons are over and no more food temptation.&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/19549670-7588499622592439325?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7588499622592439325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7588499622592439325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7588499622592439325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7588499622592439325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-24th.html' title='On the 24th'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7070435982952350536</id><published>2008-11-04T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:56:38.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 85%;FONT-FAMILY: verdana;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;Encountering something unsuspected can be a wonderful thing, like trying on the shirt you didn't like but it turns out to look super good on you. Or going to see the horror movie you thought you would be scared of but it turned out to be fun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 85%;FONT-FAMILY: verdana;TEXT-ALIGN: justify;"&gt;People understand things better after they are exposed to it. Then there's that someone you thought you didn't love originally, but suddenly you will realize you actually do.&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/19549670-7070435982952350536?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7070435982952350536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7070435982952350536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7070435982952350536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7070435982952350536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-thought.html' title='A Love Thought'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-1593045611746215112</id><published>2008-10-21T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:13:29.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dreams and Goal: Loosing Weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;There are many plans I want to achieve in my life right now. Establishing a business, getting more income, future plans and so on. All these plans are more likely categorized as materialistic things in this temporal world. I would be a hypocrite if I say I'm happy right now in what I'm earning. But before achieving these goals, I thought it will be better if I will refine myself on how I live my life especially in spiritual aspect and physical fitness. I always do believe in the saying "Health is Wealth". Even we have millions and billions, if we got cancer nobody can fully cure us. Money can prolong our life but that agony we are into its not worth it. Its hard to balance everything in life but everyday is a learning experience and we should be able to embrace what has life to offer us even for the fact the world is cruel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;The first thing, I want to do myself is to be physically fit. My old friends will surely laugh at this because until now I haven't achieved this goal. Yes, I know, I just got to inject more discipline in myself. Surely there was a time early last year 2007, I loose around 15lbs I did look good but I stop my trip to gym and gain weight again. Now I'm making a statement for myself to religiously devote myself into physical fitness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;To summarized the activities in my physical fitness, I've made a bet with my officemates if I wouldn't loose weight this coming December, I will treat them letchon and if I win they will be the one to treat. I know this is a big sacrifice for me due to the following remaining events: Octoberfest and Christmas season.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;Its been my 3rd week now eating steamed fish for lunch, for late afternoon around 4:45pm - 5:00pm I only have fresh chinese lumpia and that's consider my dinner. At home after gym I drink fresh milk (low fat) but not everyday sometimes half-glass of kalamnsi juice. I've lost 3lbs to be exact in 3 weeks (1lbs/week). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;I spent 30 minutes on cardio exercise followed by light weights for firming and another 15-20 minutes cardio to end my physical fitness activities. I hope I can post before and after pics, but I won't get too ambitious yet. Enjoy reading until next when I got more results. &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/19549670-1593045611746215112?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1593045611746215112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=1593045611746215112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1593045611746215112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1593045611746215112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-dreams-and-goal-loosing-weight.html' title='My Dreams and Goal: Loosing Weight'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3752312635578188535</id><published>2008-09-07T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:45:08.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful In My Eyes</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;You're my peace of mind in this crazy world.&lt;br&gt;You're everything I've tried to find, your love is a pearl.&lt;br&gt;You're my Mona Lisa, you're my rainbow skies,&lt;br&gt;and my only prayer is that you realize&lt;br&gt;you'll always be beautiful in my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;The world will turn and the seasons will change,&lt;br&gt;and all the lessons we will learn will be beautiful and strange.&lt;br&gt;We'll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs.&lt;br&gt;And my only prayer is that you realize&lt;br&gt;you'll always be beautiful in my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;You will always be beautiful in my eyes.&lt;br&gt;And the passing years will show&lt;br&gt;that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles,&lt;br&gt;and when the time comes to embrace for one long last while,&lt;br&gt;we can laugh about how time really flies.&lt;br&gt;We won't say goodbye 'cause true love never dies.&lt;br&gt;You'll always be beautiful in my eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%;font-family: verdana;text-align: justify;"&gt;You will always be beautiful in my eyes.&lt;br&gt;And the passing years will show&lt;br&gt;that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.&lt;br&gt;The passing years will show that you will always grow&lt;br&gt;ever more beautiful in my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&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/19549670-3752312635578188535?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3752312635578188535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3752312635578188535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3752312635578188535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3752312635578188535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/beautiful-in-my-eyes.html' title='Beautiful In My Eyes'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-802641759310339905</id><published>2008-06-11T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T12:54:40.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedestrian Lane</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;On my way to highway seno in Mandaue where I used to pass to fetch and send-off my sister to work, there are 3 lanes: leftmost lane is way to A.S. fortuna street, middle lane to Lapu2x and the rightmost lane to mandaue. I've noticed when the left-signal turns green the way to A.S. fortuna people start crossing in the middle and check if there are vehicles or not and try to cross even the signal is green. Some people just cross in the middle and wait until the light turns red before it crosses. Some people are in the hurry and try to cross especially the moving vehicle is not that fast. What's worst is that other people force to cross even the moving vehicle is close to them and causes the vehicle to stop while waiting all the people have cross the lane which I think is not right for the reason its still a green signal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;Today instead of letting them cross as what other vehicle does when its on a green signal, I didn't let them cross by beeping my horn. One woman seems to complain, I open my window and told her next time to look at the signal. This incident reminds me on Erik's blog when people are in the rush to fall in line in the airport even its not yet their turn. That woman may think I was harsh, sorry I'm not. I just want to make a point to them that it is not right to cross the pedestrian when the traffic signal is green to avoid accidents and car bump when sudden brake is applied which may result to traffic.&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/19549670-802641759310339905?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/802641759310339905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=802641759310339905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/802641759310339905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/802641759310339905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/pedestrian-lane.html' title='Pedestrian Lane'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-4822545377589205569</id><published>2008-06-10T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:39:32.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six-Fifty</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;Due to oil price high, I decided to ride a jeep during Saturdays &amp; Sundays if I decided to go to gym rather than bringing a car. I was aware that there were news about the increase of 50 cents on the fare but I didn't know it was already approved. When I was riding I paid six pesos to the driver, and he told me that it lacks 50 cents and I gave him one peso and I said to him I didn't know. He told me to read the post in his vehicle about the increase of fare in a sarcastic way. But I didn't mind him for the reason I was in a good mood and its a small thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;Then after ten minutes, one of the passenger paid seven pesos to the driver and that passenger told the driver that he will ask the change for the reason he will be off on the next two blocks. Then the driver told him I don't have a change, now the passenger was a bit hot-headed and ask him to give back the one peso. The driver insist the minimum fare was six-fifty, the passenger said "we all know that and your oblige to give us change". The driver scratches his head and give back the one peso and starts to murmur after the passenger drop off. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;Poor driver but I was happy on what happen for being sarcastic to me. LOL&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/19549670-4822545377589205569?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4822545377589205569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=4822545377589205569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4822545377589205569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4822545377589205569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/six-fifty.html' title='Six-Fifty'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7893510210143259785</id><published>2008-06-10T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:00:52.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A boring homily</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;The priest was just reading his homily and I could hardly understand what he's reading because of his monotonous voice. I ended up observing other people on how they reacted the sermon, some are sleeping, and some were listening (I envy them if they understand). While I was bored, I recalled one time when I was attending mass on our parish church, the priest points out that being a priest was not an easy life and it is a continuous learning especially preparing the sermon after gospel. He also pointed out that some priest rely on their stack knowledge and use the same sermon that they had for each gospel which he said shouldn't be the case. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; "&gt;I hope next time he wouldn't read his homily or else I'll look for another schedule on Sunday mass and make sure his not the one celebrating the mass.&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/19549670-7893510210143259785?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7893510210143259785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7893510210143259785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7893510210143259785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7893510210143259785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/06/boring-homily.html' title='A boring homily'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-6678144094342447123</id><published>2008-04-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:51:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke Time - Series 001</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;These are bunch of funny text messages that were sent to me, just want to share and post it before deleting it. Have fun reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa sermon, bag-ong Kano nga pari gitabangan sa Pinoy interperter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;K: The Lord was crucified between two robbers&lt;br&gt;P: Si Hesus gilansang tunga2 sa 2 ka goma&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;P: We need to sacrifice&lt;br&gt;K: Kinahanglan ta ug 2 ka sakong bugas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;P: If we do not repent&lt;br&gt;K: Kung dili ta mamintal ug usab&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;P: The wrath of God will come upon you&lt;br&gt;K: Ang mga ilaga sa Dios moanha kaninyo (Nangatawa ang namimba) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;P:Well, well&lt;br&gt;K: Atabay, atabay ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;JOB INTERVIEW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Boss: Unsay nahibaw-an nimo?&lt;br&gt;Appplicant: Kabalo ko asa mo gapuyo sa imong asawa ug kabalopud ko asa puyo imong kabit.&lt;br&gt;Boos: Dawat na ka. Animal ka! ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;PEKING RESTAURANT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Honesto: waiter! Bakit maliit ang Peking duck ninyo?&lt;br&gt;Eng-eng: kasi sir,manok lang ho iyan.&lt;br&gt;Honesto: Manloloko pala kayo eh! Bakit! Bakit manok lang iyan?&lt;br&gt;Eng-eng: Kaya nga "peking duck" ang tawag eh!! ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;ARON INGNON&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;1st day sa ofis ni JUAN pgkaabogado. Secretery naay gus2 musud sa fois. Gkuha dayn ni JUAN ang telfon storya2, pabilib na busy xa. Gahuwat lng pud ang bisita, naminaw ni JUAN. Pgkahuman..&lt;br&gt;JUAN: unsay akung ika-alagad?&lt;br&gt;BISITA: wla sir! taoran lng nkug linya ang telepono! ***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/19549670-6678144094342447123?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6678144094342447123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=6678144094342447123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/6678144094342447123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/6678144094342447123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/04/joke-time-series-001.html' title='Joke Time - Series 001'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3574761744580990180</id><published>2008-03-17T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:50:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Heartgate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;by Corky Ferguson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot begin to tell you&lt;br /&gt;How hurt and betrayed I feel.&lt;br /&gt;All this must be a dream -&lt;br /&gt;It's too painful to be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who opened up your heartgate&lt;br /&gt;And let this stranger in?&lt;br /&gt;I never saw this coming&lt;br /&gt;How did this all begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you make those feelings&lt;br /&gt;Go back out the way they came?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we can go back&lt;br /&gt;To the way we were before&lt;br /&gt;Pretend it was a bad dream&lt;br /&gt;And stay together forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/19549670-3574761744580990180?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3574761744580990180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3574761744580990180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3574761744580990180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3574761744580990180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-heartgate.html' title='Your Heartgate'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-3364027533940242901</id><published>2008-03-17T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:41:04.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;by Ron Carnell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Paint a portrait of my Soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;And you'll find its only Black and White.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;The color faded when you did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Paint a portrait of my heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;And you'll find it has no Depth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Its lost its perspective when I lost you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&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/19549670-3364027533940242901?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3364027533940242901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=3364027533940242901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3364027533940242901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/3364027533940242901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/art-of-love.html' title='The Art of Love'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-4492752676591970056</id><published>2008-03-17T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:42:12.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Pill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Even you deleted the images, its still embedded in my head cause I got a sharp memory. You can deny its not your doings but the images tells something. How I wish there is a pill that can erase a segment of my lifetime memories so that I can't remember anything about you.&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/19549670-4492752676591970056?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4492752676591970056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=4492752676591970056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4492752676591970056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/4492752676591970056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/memory-pill.html' title='Memory Pill'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-1618387763257797572</id><published>2008-03-14T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T09:33:17.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'> &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time I called her she says "I'm busy and call me back"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yet the fact she has the time to go to starbucks to sip WCM and go to parties&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She told me if I don't answer your call that means I'm busy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yet the fact she was busy dating with a guy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Busy busy busy was a lame excuse to cover up her wicked doings&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/19549670-1618387763257797572?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1618387763257797572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=1618387763257797572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1618387763257797572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1618387763257797572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-1128670214627381383</id><published>2008-03-05T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:57:05.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Love is not always like a fairytale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are people who give so much love to those who don't love them back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some who feel so loved and find out in the end that they were fooled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some who's into mutual love but can't call their partner as their own because someone already holds the title.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some who give so much love but the other won't believe because they always consider your past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some who receive so much love but can't seem to move on from the previous relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or others just want to play the game and choose their playmate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, which story is yours?&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/19549670-1128670214627381383?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1128670214627381383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=1128670214627381383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1128670214627381383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/1128670214627381383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-about-love_05.html' title='All About Love'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-672425051498415019</id><published>2008-03-04T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T01:15:13.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Its been awhile I wrote an entry here, its just that there is not much to tell at this moment. Lately, I spent most of the time in work and downloading my favorite T.V. shows. I'm doing good in my work, but I can't focus on my ultimate goal on how to be financially stable. LOL. Its just that I'm distracted w/ my emotions and feelings to the person who makes my heart beats faster. It seems those sweet words she used to say are slowly fading away.&amp;nbsp;All I can do now, is hope for the best and expect for the worst.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Reality bites!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-672425051498415019?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/672425051498415019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=672425051498415019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/672425051498415019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/672425051498415019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2008/03/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='Nothing much to say'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7578435043635183967</id><published>2007-07-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T02:19:33.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;My life is simple and I considered myself as a happy go lucky guy. I only think for myself (quite selfish huh) and I wanted to fulfill my own dreams, but I'm not exerting effort to fulfill my dreams and goals in life. Because for me, I believe that everything will be achieve in the right time and the same principle goes on looking for a partner in life. I thought in a while that I was right on the things I believe in but I was totally wrong. The second and third week of July was a life changing experienced, I did have a chance to have a glimpse on what it might be if things happen this and that way. Sounds serious huh?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The glimpse I had made me realized that I should start working on my dreams and exert more effort to achieve it. I know fully understand why my sisters and brother likes me to go abroad and work. I think its quite obvious that they want me to be financially stable and I thought in awhile that my current salary could give me a better life. Yes, I'm living a better life with my current salary and doing a little responsibility at home on paying the bills. But this scenario is only for the current situation in my life, because again I believe in the saying we should live one day at a time. Again, I'm wrong because I forget to save for the rainy days. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The glimpse I had made me realized that I'm not ready in many things that I want to happen in my life. It's somehow a wake-up call for me that I should start thinking on how will I live my life and its purpose (sounds like the book "The purpose driven life'). Going back to the right time, how will we know whether its the right time or not? I think there is no such thing as right time, for me its a matter on how ready are you if a certain situation that is unexpected has come. Then I tried to question myself once more, how will I know if I'm ready or not? I guess a decision is to be made and to work on the outcome of its decision. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I felt sad and sorry for myself that I'm doing nothing to achieve my goals in my life. I realized that I should start working with my goals in life if I want to live my life to fullest. I guess its the end of being a happy go lucky guy and start working on something worthwhile and meaningful in my life. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I don't know if this is a sign of old age or I'm getting matured, but one thing I'm sure I was given a glimpse on what might happen to me if I don't plan on how will I live my life. &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/19549670-7578435043635183967?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7578435043635183967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7578435043635183967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7578435043635183967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7578435043635183967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/turning-point.html' title='Turning Point'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7036548231346325296</id><published>2007-07-28T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T01:30:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathway, Rocky, Thorn and Rich</title><content type='html'>&lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Last Friday (July 27) I did go to church to hear mass and I was kinda touch with the gospel of the parable of the sower. The gospel was taken from the book of Mt. 13:18-23&lt;/P&gt; &lt;BLOCKQUOTE style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jesus said to his disciples:&lt;BR&gt;"Hear the parable of the sower. The seed sown on the path is the one who hears the word of the Kingdom without understanding it, and the Evil One comes and steals away was was sown in his heart.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The seed sown on rocky ground is the one who hears the word and receives it at once with joy. But he has no root and lasts only for a time. When some tribulation or prosecution comes because of the word, he immediately falls away.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The seed sown among thorns is the one who hears the word, but then wordly anxiety and the lure of riches choke the word and it bears no fruit.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But the seed sown on the rich soil is the one who hears the word and understands it, who indeed bears fruit and yields a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold."&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The priest then site on examples&lt;/P&gt; &lt;OL style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Pathway - are those people who listen/hears the word of God but they choose to take for granted by letting it pass to the other ears end  &lt;LI&gt;Rocky ground - are those people who listen/hears the word of God and recognize it with joy and praise God. But when trails comes in life, they try to asked God why they have to sacrifice and chooses not to listen/hears the word of God anymore  &lt;LI&gt;Thorns - are those people who listen/hears the word of God, but they are over attach in materialistic things in this world, that would cause to bargain spending time with God  &lt;LI&gt;Rich soil - are those people who listen/hears the word of God, even trials were given they still remain faithful to God and have the perseverance to listen/hear the word of God&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/OL&gt; &lt;P style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Reflecting on the gospel made me realized that I've gone through the three types of seed to be sown: pathway, rocky ground and thorns. I find the rich soil as a daily struggle to have the perseverance to be constantly faithful to God. &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/19549670-7036548231346325296?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7036548231346325296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7036548231346325296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7036548231346325296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7036548231346325296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/07/pathway-rocky-thorn-and-rich.html' title='Pathway, Rocky, Thorn and Rich'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-5803593716108782527</id><published>2007-05-28T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:56:58.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tarot Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/chinese/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are The Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Happiness, Content, Joy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The meanings for the Sun are fairly simple and consistent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Young, healthy, new, fresh. The brain is working, things that were muddled come clear, everything falls into place, and everything seems to go your way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Sun is ruled by the Sun, of course. This is the light that comes after the long dark night, Apollo to the Moon's Diana. A positive card, it promises you&amp;nbsp;your&amp;nbsp;day in the sun. Glory, gain, triumph, pleasure, truth, success. As the moon symbolized inspiration from the unconscious, from dreams, this card symbolizes discoveries made fully consciousness and wide awake. You have an understanding and enjoyment of science and math, beautifully constructed music, carefully reasoned philosophy. It is a card of intellect, clarity of mind, and feelings of youthful energy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-5803593716108782527?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5803593716108782527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=5803593716108782527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/5803593716108782527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/5803593716108782527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-tarot-card.html' title='My Tarot Card'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-2254833993481737450</id><published>2007-05-21T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:57:50.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: Travis&lt;br&gt;Album: The Boy With No Name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="font-size: 85%; text-align: justify"&gt;I've had enough, of this parade.&lt;br&gt;I'm thinking of, the words to say.&lt;br&gt;We open up, unfinished parts,&lt;br&gt;Broken up, its so mellow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And when I see you then I know it will be next to me&lt;br&gt;And when I need you then I know you will be there with me&lt;br&gt;I'll never leave you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just need to get closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now, Lean on me now,&lt;br&gt;closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now, Lean on me now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keep waking up (waking up), without you here (without you here).&lt;br&gt;Another day (another day), another year (another year).&lt;br&gt;I seek the truth (seek the truth), we set apart (we set apart)&lt;br&gt;Second base, a second chance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And when I see you then I know it will be next to me&lt;br&gt;And when I need you then I know you will be there with me&lt;br&gt;Ill never leave you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just need to get closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now, Lean on me now,&lt;br&gt;closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now,Lean on me now (lean on me now). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And when I see you then I know it will be next to me&lt;br&gt;And when I need you then I know you will be there with me&lt;br&gt;Ill never leave you... just need to get... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just need to get closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now, Lean on me now,&lt;br&gt;closer, closer,&lt;br&gt;Lean on me now, Lean on me now (lean on me now).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;closer, closer... closer, closer. &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mode: Day dreamin...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-2254833993481737450?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2254833993481737450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=2254833993481737450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/2254833993481737450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/2254833993481737450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-7435089685877487773</id><published>2007-05-17T19:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:20:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;It seems its been awhile I've updated here in my blog. Well here are the updates:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've spent&amp;nbsp;my time into gym to get rid off the&amp;nbsp;bear belly that I have. I lost 2lbs for that week. The&amp;nbsp;another 2 lbs after&amp;nbsp;holy week &amp;nbsp;(April 9 - April 15). I'm going to the gym almost 6-7days and it feels great to see the results. Finally I got an&amp;nbsp;inspiration to go to the gym everyday.&amp;nbsp;Also&amp;nbsp;I and my sister get hooked-up watching Dr. Who season 2 TV series.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weekends (Apr 14 - May 12)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was spending my weekends with a newly acquainted friend having coffee session&amp;nbsp;(most of the time) with white chocolate mocha or&amp;nbsp;chocolate&amp;nbsp;frappe in starbucks. We did have a good time conversing&amp;nbsp;and getting to know each other.&amp;nbsp;We also taste the yummy pizza in Handuraw and&amp;nbsp;also&amp;nbsp;taste&amp;nbsp;the food in El Loco @ IT park.&amp;nbsp;Sad to say she will be going home to her hometown to vote and still don't know when she will be back. Surely I'm gonna miss her =(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not emotionally in a good shape, can't concentrate my work well, hardly&amp;nbsp;can finish a task for short. I'm disoriented for a while. I know what I'm into but I just keep it for myself :D For this weekend, maybe I'll be going out to play some arcade games at timezone and possibly go to resto-bars with some old friends if the have free time if not then I'll just go home and do plenty of blogs :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Blogging is one of my outlet when I felt bored, depressed, emotionally unstable and of course I'm feeling happy. LOL.&amp;nbsp;Thoughts just pops up in my mind and&amp;nbsp;from there I start to write.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm in the office right now, about to wrap up things, when I felt a little bored and lonely because all of the guys went home already. Usually, I'm the last person to leave in the office. Submitting timesheet reports, preparing tasks for the new guys and checking their work. In my work it really demands both mental and physical aspects, when there are times I'm not emotionally fit, I always go to the bathroom and take a deep breath and wash my face with warm water. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;I just don't want my guys&amp;nbsp;to know that&amp;nbsp;I'm not in a good shape because they might thought their boss is problematic. Sometimes, I felt I need to be a good role model for them in order to inspire them in their work. It's hard to be a motivator and a leader. Even if I do have some problems or things that are bothering in my mind which are non-work related, I always condition myself to put up an attitude that won't affect my work. So far for this week it's been working, Its just the struggle I had controlling my emotions and my mood swing&amp;nbsp;at work so that I won't mixed up my personal problems/things with work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;I guess your thinking that I'm emotional and sensitive, in deed I am&amp;nbsp;and I'm not ashamed&amp;nbsp;to admit it. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;Later...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-7435089685877487773?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7435089685877487773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=7435089685877487773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7435089685877487773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/7435089685877487773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-am-i-up-to.html' title='What am I up to'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-8673192611454955576</id><published>2007-05-09T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:57:22.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;There's&amp;nbsp;no proof when or how everything had started&lt;br&gt;There's&amp;nbsp;no insight when or how everything will end&lt;br&gt;I'm just glad that in between the beginning and the end&lt;br&gt;You and I became friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-8673192611454955576?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8673192611454955576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=8673192611454955576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8673192611454955576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8673192611454955576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/05/candid.html' title='Candid'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-8725197817515205989</id><published>2007-04-15T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:54:27.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt;At last I was able to buy a cheap DVD combo player&amp;nbsp;(DVD/VCD/MP3/MP4) which cost me almost P2k. I enjoyed the whole Saturday watching Hero (starred by Jet Li, Zhang Ziyi, Donnie Yen and 3 other famous china/hongkong stars). After taking a 1 hour sleep, I decided to try those animes that I've borrowed and those that I've burn. Wow almost all of the divx works, I did have some discs didn't play maybe it is beacuse of the encoding format. In the other side, my sibling was happy because she can also watch her favorite korean soap operas and all types of romantic fool movies that she likes. One down for the checklist to buy for this year many more to go. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-8725197817515205989?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8725197817515205989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=8725197817515205989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8725197817515205989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/8725197817515205989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/04/ace.html' title='ACE'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-117190318460515081</id><published>2007-02-20T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:39:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulant for tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify"&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;Well for this night instead of having a cup of coffee as my partner in doing my sideline project. I decided to listen two tracks: David Morales - Here I Am (kaskade remix) and Dj Scales - Jazzy Light Party Vol 1. I find it relaxing and helps me a lot removing the stress that I'm having right now. LOL...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;I'm not really good in describing the genre of these tracks, but it some sort a music that we usually hear from lounge places. It makes my head nod to follow the beat. :-) In the other side of my head, it reminds me when we usually go to restobar places with my officemates in iComm. Well so much for the reminising moments, I guess I got to pack up things and get ready for tomorrow's work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-117190318460515081?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/117190318460515081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=117190318460515081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/117190318460515081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/117190318460515081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/02/stimulant-for-tonight.html' title='Stimulant for tonight'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-116992811877874972</id><published>2007-01-28T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T04:01:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Keith, the organizer of all gimmicks and adventures since college decided to have a gathering with our classmates for a quick updates on our batch. I think out of 8, we were only 5 who were present in this event. We did have chit-chats about life, love interest (if there are any) and anime stuff. We stayed almost 3 hours in BO's ayala outside the entertainment center chatting. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It made me think that I guess were now grown up because we can finally decide what place to go and settle down for a chat and drink. I could still remember those time after our graduation when a get together was organized, we don't know where to go, some classmates doesn't agree because the place is expensive and others they don't feel the place. It would take us time to decide and sometimes ends up with a nomination on which place to go. LOL. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Every year after our graduation we tried our best to have a get together ones. As years passes by, only few classmates can come to this event. Although the people are still around but most of them are not here in Cebu and&amp;nbsp;others have important matters to attend to. I hope our organizer doesn't get tired organizing and inviting people to come&amp;nbsp;this event. LOL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now with our organizer going back to work in SG this coming Monday, I guess the next get together will depend on who will organize it. :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-116992811877874972?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/116992811877874972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=116992811877874972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116992811877874972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116992811877874972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-together.html' title='Get Together'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-116983955975079577</id><published>2007-01-27T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T03:33:22.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify"&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;Last year I started to enroll in a gym hoping that I could loose as much weight as I can. As much as I wanted to flatten my big butterball stomach, I really find it hard to do it due to several factors like devotion of time, discipline and body conditioning. In short, I wasn't consistent in doing my physical activities. Although it was not a huge success on melting the butterball, in the end I was able to improved my body condition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;Now I'll be doing the next phase of my physical activities in my mission to flatten my big butterball stomach LOL. I really hope that I can make it this year and there will be a lot of improvements compared to last year. Hmm.. maybe I will be posting the before and after pics? Nah...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;Due to the injuries that I have in my both legs (right with a meniscus tear), I'm also in the process on trying to increase the speed of the treadmill every week. Last year all my treadmills activities were brisk walking. Now I can jog&amp;nbsp;for 20 minutes in the treadmill for about 1.8km, don't ask me the speed because its quite slow. I choose a slow phase cause I'm afraid that it can affect my injuries. From time to time, I'll be increasing the speed and duration.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 85%; font-family: verdana"&gt;Maybe some of you&amp;nbsp;might think that I'm vague because just for aesthetic reasons that's why I go to gym. LOL.&amp;nbsp;One of the major reason&amp;nbsp;doing all this&amp;nbsp;physical fitness stuff because&amp;nbsp;of my weight which is over&amp;nbsp;36 lbs and my work demands not only&amp;nbsp;good mind conditioning but also physical fitness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-116983955975079577?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/116983955975079577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=116983955975079577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116983955975079577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116983955975079577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/01/phasing.html' title='Phasing'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-116864097795214921</id><published>2007-01-13T06:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T06:29:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Year 2006 was quite a busy year for me due to the new job I had. There were a lot of pending events that I've haven't posted it here for the year 2006. Also I'm still struggling to find/manage time to do blogging. I guess I need to search time management for dummies to help me sort out my task. Again I'll be posting a year ender for 2006 but I wont promise when it will be available. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well here comes 2007,&amp;nbsp;I still don't know&amp;nbsp;what will be the activities I'll be&amp;nbsp;doing for this year.&amp;nbsp;I guess my&amp;nbsp;3 week vacation&amp;nbsp;is almost over and&amp;nbsp;I'll be starting&amp;nbsp;to work&amp;nbsp;and get very busy this monday January 15. Maybe for the&amp;nbsp;1st quarter of this&amp;nbsp;year, I'll be more or less home buddy due to&amp;nbsp;sideline projects and trying to look for a good opportunity to get some outsourcing jobs overseas. I guess its also time to think of monkey business. LOL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Until then...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-116864097795214921?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/116864097795214921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=116864097795214921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116864097795214921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116864097795214921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-2007.html' title='Welcome 2007'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-116551274184177808</id><published>2006-12-08T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:32:21.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qumana Editor</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana size=2&gt;I'm currently evaluating the Qumana Editor. This is a test post only. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="VERDANA" COLOR="#000080" size=1&gt;&lt;I&gt;cUPowered By &lt;A HREF="http://www.qumana.com" TARGET="_blank"&gt;Qumana&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-116551274184177808?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/116551274184177808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=116551274184177808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116551274184177808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116551274184177808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/12/qumana-editor.html' title='Qumana Editor'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-116407615035029082</id><published>2006-11-21T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:29:10.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify"&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was quite&amp;nbsp;a long time since I've made a post prior to the outing events i've been through this year. I was pretty much occupied with work and catching up deadlines. Minimal out of the city events happened after the &lt;a href="http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/01/malapascua-experience-14.html"&gt;malapascua experience&lt;/a&gt;. Most of my ex-colleagues were also busy in their work and some of them have a career shift to focus on their future endeavours. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For readers, if you noticed most of the things I'd blog was more on the events that took place in a year. I'll&amp;nbsp;be changing it a little that talk more on my thoughts in various things that come in my head that I think that is worthwhile sharing it to the public. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By the way, I'm using &lt;a href="http://ideas.live.com/programpage.aspx?versionId=4372c8c2-b76f-4d44-aea1-9835b61d8dc1"&gt;Windows Live Writer (Beta)&lt;/a&gt; to create draft, post an publish this blog and my &lt;a href="http://gdsdevjournal.spaces.live.com/blog/"&gt;technical&lt;/a&gt; blog. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-116407615035029082?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/116407615035029082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=116407615035029082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116407615035029082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/116407615035029082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/11/howdy.html' title='Howdy'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-115090228586184121</id><published>2006-06-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:38:44.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malapascua Experience 3/4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Previous: &lt;a href="http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/06/malapascua-experience-34.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Second Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The sun rises high and my friends were getting ready to take for a swim and do sun bathing, but before that they were busy taking pictures with different pose while I was doing my morning rituals. Sad to say, I twist my right knee in the washroom and causes it to lock because of my previous meniscus tear injury. I think if I remember right it took around 20 minutes before I was able to mobilized my knee and unlock it.  Another incident happened to me is that I got struct by a stone fish on the feet while I was in the beach and everytime I pee I need to put it in my feet to remove the swelling and toxic. I guess it isn’t my day after all.  whooh….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 147px; float: left;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4724-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 147px; padding-right: 5px; float: left;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After lunch, we were schedule to do the island hopping. I did enjoyed but not as much as my friends.  When we get back we just chat and swim. Then we met Felix a german foreigner who was  also spending his vacation here in the Philippines. Since he was alone, my friend approached him for a talk and get acquainted with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; width: 210px; height: 147px; padding-left: 5px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4775.jpg" /&gt;Again our mixlogist Arman was preparing the drinks and some of us were digging holes in the sand to light candles on it. We invited Felix to join our chillout session. As soon as we run out of drinks the girls decided to call it a night while the other guys were still up and continue conversing with Felix. Sad to say, one of us got drunk and to make the story short we end up cleaning his mess in the room. The group decided to leave him alone because of the mess and some of the guys transferred to the other room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be continued…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-115090228586184121?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/115090228586184121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=115090228586184121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/115090228586184121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/115090228586184121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/06/malapascua-experience-34.html' title='Malapascua Experience 3/4'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-115069937795109203</id><published>2006-06-19T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:44:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malapascua Experience - 2/4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/01/malapascua-experience-14.html"&gt;Previous: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day – Afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 147px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_2323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 147px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_2325.jpg" /&gt; After drinking a couple of cocktail drinks the guys and gals decided to play buwan-buwan, tubig-tubig and touch ball. Watching them playing those classic games reminds me on those childhood days of mine where I used to play japanese games, hide and sick and pulis dungab. During this hi-tech era where in kids knows how to play RPG and internet games, it made me wonder if they still play those type type of games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FLOAT: right; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 147px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4617.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During the mid afternoon it was high tide already and we started to play with the waves and do some photo shoots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the late afternoon, my friends starts their photo shooting session with the sunset. I guess I went to charge myself again. I keep on sleeping that time because of the change of my body clock and I don’t want to get over stressed because I might not enjoy the 3 days 2 nights vacation. At night my friends decided to play majhong, after I’ve charged a couple of hours I get out in the room and joined them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We decided to go to MALDITO bar, but we couldn’t find it and we decided to go back to cottage and called it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-115069937795109203?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/115069937795109203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=115069937795109203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/115069937795109203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/115069937795109203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/06/malapascua-experience-24.html' title='Malapascua Experience - 2/4'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-114270958960416374</id><published>2006-03-19T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T03:20:05.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently I'm working in a new company focuses on software packages. I was one of the pioneers employee of the company and one of my job is interviewing and scouting software developer applicants. It was hard looking for applicants that will fit into the company standards. Out of desperate measures that I couldn't find someone qualified, I was closely tempted to get my previous officemates to join me. But then I remembered, I don't want to be like Mister X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister X is a person who likes getting people from his previous employers to join with him which makes me conclude that he can't be a team player if he doesn't get his own set of people to work with him and he can manipulate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours and days thinking on my strategic plan on scouting software developers, I decided not to be like Mister X. I realized that it would be a challenge to work with people whom you don't know and to be able to established a competitive team of software developers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weeks and months interviewing and scouting software developers. Im happy we've found one who is good and passionate. However, his skills will be tested for months if his qualified to fit into the standards of the company. I wish he can make it.&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/19549670-114270958960416374?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/114270958960416374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=114270958960416374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/114270958960416374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/114270958960416374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/03/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113666400873427098</id><published>2006-01-08T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:20:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malapascua Experience - 1/4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event took place on during the week of new year’s day. I’ve been busy with my new job and reponsibilities and was not able to post this ASAP. I was having a time management problem to finished this entry but I need to do it to remove it from my queue list of things to do. I guess im getting more OC these days. LOL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day – Early Morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of the marketing people and friends have decided to go to Malapascua after new year. This will be there reunion in the sense this will be there 2nd time around to go to malapascua after new years day or a week after. I decided to join because I failed to join last year and I wanted to start my year with a vacation before I start working with my new job that will be a tough one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 147px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4547.jpg" /&gt; We gathered around at 2:00am in the morning at north bus terminal. We were eying for the airconditioned bus but sad to say the starting schedule will be at 4:00am. We have no choice but to choose the non-airconditioned bus and start to travel at around 2:45am. Joseph and I were chatting around for I think 1.5 hours, talking about some techy stuffs and girls. I couldn't sleep in the bus and my back was starting to swell with the chair I sat. Sigh… Next time, I look at the window and the weather is cloudy and there was a slight rain shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FLOAT: right; WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 147px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_4544.jpg" /&gt;We arrived at maya around 6:30am in the morning and took the first voyage and at arrived at malapascua around 7:10am. We set our things up to the room and decided to have breakfast. We ate in a place that serves the food very slow that took more than 30 minutes but in fairness the food I ordered was great and its perfect. I don’t know with the others. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our cottages, some of them are preparing their things for sun bating and others were doing their morning rituals. I decided to take a nap to re-energize myself (zzzZZZ) . As I wake up and look at the window my friends were talking, staring and laughing and looking at something. You know what’s that thing? Guess what? Babe foreigners were on sun bating at the same time they were topless. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Arman our mixlogiest, was preparing the ingredients for our cocktail drink while the rest of the group were talking and site seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113666400873427098?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113666400873427098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113666400873427098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113666400873427098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113666400873427098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/01/malapascua-experience-14.html' title='Malapascua Experience - 1/4'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113604509800266678</id><published>2006-01-01T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:43:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, Welcome 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I describe 2005 as my happy go lucky year, not too much pressure in work, bondings with officemates, going gimmicks every fridays and saturdays, beach outings, doing jogging and badminton sessions, attending birthday parties of close friends and officemates. I spent most of the activities with my officemates and some close friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But the last quarter of the year was a different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It made me slow down in doing my sport activities because I got injured in my left leg when I was playing badminton which I finally decided to stop doing sport activities. I was sad at first but then I realized maybe I do like sports but sports doesn't like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Acquaintance with a friend whom I never expect that I would have the chance to know her and talk to her in person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of the blue, I felt bored the company I worked for and just in time a new job opportunity comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Farewell parties to my officemates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking Forward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll I've decided to do more things this year rather than to be a happy go lucky guy. I would like to explore and do new things which I've never done in the past years. I just want my life to be meaningful and valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113604509800266678?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113604509800266678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113604509800266678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113604509800266678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113604509800266678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-welcome-2006.html' title='Happy New Year, Welcome 2006'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113604503407284283</id><published>2006-01-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T03:13:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year Ender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was compiling the pictures that were taken from different events that took place last year and it suddenly pop up my mind to write a year ender entry. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bantayan Kota Experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;May 1st 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 128px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 128px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 128px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was the first time that the majority of the VB software developers had decided to go for a beach outing. Most of the guys bring along their partners except me. We took the bus at 4:00 am and arrived at the resort around 7:30am. The day started going to wet market to buy some food to eat for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 128px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo101.0.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; MARGIN-TOP: 145px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; MARGIN-LEFT: -208px; WIDTH: 202px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo94.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After lunch, we go for a little swim and I was the victim at this time. Since I don't know how to swim, Mitchum and Karl volunteered to taught me on how to float. I did float for a couple of seconds but when I was about to stand up I drown and drank a little sea water. ewww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We did took some pictures on Kota's sand bar and after that we decided to take a nap. Late afternoon we went to budyong for site seeing and picture taking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent our dinner in a restaurant (I forget the name) which the tables are in the beach line, the food were quite expensive I guess the only thing which is nice is the view. After dinner, me and Mitchum went to buy some beers. We spent the night chatting, laughing and drinking outside our cottages until we ran out of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: right; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 128px" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/2005bo97.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Although it was only an overnight stay the experience was fun and it was a relaxing and memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lower right pic: Arian's gf, arian, bing, mitchum, kris, eulogio, me (below), karl, janet, annelou and joeffrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 85%; FONT-FAMILY: verdana" align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bantayan - Budyong and Virgin Island Experience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 4th 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_3801a.jpg" width="134" height="107" style="FLOAT:left; PADDING-LEFT:1px; PADDING-TOP:1px; PADDING-RIGHT:1px; PADDING-BOTTOM:1px;" border=0 /&gt;&lt;img align="center" height="107" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/lines.jpg" width="341" style="FLOAT:left; PADDING-BOTTOM:1px; PADDING-LEFT:1px; PADDING-TOP:1px; PADDING-RIGHT:1px;"/&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/640/IMG_3762a.jpg" width="134" height="107" style="FLOAT:left;PADDING-LEFT:1px; PADDING-TOP:1px; PADDING-RIGHT:1px; PADDING-BOTTOM:1px;" border=0/&gt;After 10 months of working and a lot of times being stressed out, we've decided to go to bantayan to unwind and relax. I was so tense with the current of the wave when were going to virgin island and it took around 45 minutes before we reach our destination. We spent the whole afternoon in the island swimming and taking pictures. I was wondering why it was called Virgin Island. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went to a BBQ grill for our dinner and bought one whole pizza for our pulotan. Sad to say, I was having a migrain when we went back to the cottage and took a nap for couple of hours. The rest of the group when outside near the beach shore and starts their chillout session with red wine. I did awake to eat the pizza and drink a couple of cups of wine, after that we decided to call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first beach outing together with the marketing group and Arman's friends. At least I was able to make it this time. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113604503407284283?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113604503407284283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113604503407284283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113604503407284283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113604503407284283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-ender.html' title='Year Ender'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113588903825625858</id><published>2005-12-30T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T04:43:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BaiLi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BaiLi (aka diskoral) - I defined it as a street party with loud speakers playing mainstream and over played music. Late afternoon our neighbors asked permission to my mom that they will be setting up BaiLi to celebrate their annual get together for their organization "feather's club". It's quite annoying but couldn't say no because they were begging that it would happen ones a year. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well they played some Hale songs, theme song of Panday, Bisaya remixes of foreign mainstream Hip-Hop songs, OPM remixes, some cheap techno beats and out of nowhere I was amazed the DJ played Ever After. LOL... Layshoo ang DJ. I guess the DJ was from Hot FM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Time now is around 4:42am in the morning the volume starts to slows down, when I peep in the window they were starting to clean up things. LOL... I guess they were tired dancing and jumping. I guess I have to park my fingers also and hug my pillow tight. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113588903825625858?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113588903825625858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113588903825625858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113588903825625858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113588903825625858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2005/12/baili.html' title='BaiLi'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113545665892747219</id><published>2005-12-25T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:33:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early Morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday December 23, 2005 it was a cold morning and the weather is gloomy and raining. When I was riding a cab to office, I suddenly realized that it was my last day of work. Seeing those people you've work and bond for 2 years makes me feel sad and having the second thought if I was doing the right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the time runs, I was cleaning up and transferring personal files. Slowly and slowly I felt that I am fading away and things becomes blurry in my eye sight. LOL... In the end of the working hour, Mike Tyler, president of iComm International gathered us around in my workplace and acknowledges the things I've contributed to the company. Honestly, I wasn't expecting him to do that, somehow it was a great feeling that for the first time in my 2 years stay my works were being acknowledged. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3:00pm, the VB developers rush out to cencia's to play billiards and start the drinking sessions. Eulogio, Felipe, Juvill and Mitchum starts playing nine balls at first then shift to eight balls. In the other table, Leobelle, Karl, Joeffrey and I were also playing a billiard game which I forget the name of the game. I left cencia's and go to waterfront to bomb LOL... When I got backed, Bench and Julie joined us. We were drinking red horse except for Karl he was going SMB Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Neo2x grill for dinner and I also invited the party animals Jordan, Mark, Arman, Jerus and Bontic, Liza, and Conrad. We ate calamares, pochero, pork belly, pork bbq, pancit guisado and boneless bangus. Its so yummy.. And hope they were all fully loaded. LOL.. Arlene and Conrad were late on the schedule but glad they were able to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chillout Session&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to wineshop to have a couple drinks and chillout a little. Again my mixed emotions attacked me, seeing them laughing and talking made me think that this would be the last time I could see them all in one gathering. I know I would still meet some of them but not all of them at one time and one place. Around 10 plus, Lakam friend of Arman joined us and they were chatting with Karl, Bench, Julie and Bontic. The iComm Cinderella girls with their prince leobelle went home first and we finished off I think at pass 12:00. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I could still bond with these earthlings I mentioned above. I am truly grateful that I've known them. Thank you very much and Godspeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113545665892747219?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113545665892747219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113545665892747219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113545665892747219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113545665892747219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2005/12/farewell-party.html' title='Farewell Party'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113432417520049865</id><published>2005-12-12T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T02:09:10.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It all started with the idea that me and my friend will be exchanging gift during Christmas season. Since we newly knew each other then it would be both hard for us to decided hat gift we will be giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've agreed to exchange wish lists on what we want as for the exchanging gift. Sad for me she's fond on reading books. Ever since I don't really read book. I tried reading during my high school and college days but I wasn't able to finished it. I guess I'm not into and I'm not good in imagining things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that buying and searching a book for a Christmas present wouldn't be hard. I didn't think that she might read and the book that I'll be giving to her or worse she already have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid having the fear that she might have the book or she wouldn't like it, I asked her to give me the exact title and author of the possible books that she doesn't have and she likes. Although it wouldn't be thrill anymore on her part because she already knew what I'll be giving, but I have a plan to make it surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a bookstore during the weekend to search for the book she wished to have it, but sad to say there was no book #1 in the &lt;a href="http://www.lemonysnicket.com/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Series of Unfortunate Events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Good I was able to think fast and go to the customer service section and ask if there are still available stock left on other branches here in cebu. Thank God, there was one left in mango avenue branch then I quickly told the customer service personnel to reserved it for me and my best friend offered that he will be the one to get the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very thankful to him because he was always been supportive to me. Also I was thankful for the customer service personnel for the effort she spent. What can I say? She's doing her job well, I hope she'll get a raise/bonus this month. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice experienced thinking, researching and consulting several friends where for find and what type of book to give to her. I'm glad I've accomplished it and my next task is to go delivery services maybe JRS/LBC to send my Christmas present to her hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113432417520049865?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113432417520049865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113432417520049865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113432417520049865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113432417520049865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2005/12/book.html' title='Book'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113385364061919743</id><published>2005-12-06T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:59:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Colleagues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Good day !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of December 6, 2005, I officially tender my resignation to the current employer that I'm currently connected. While writing my resignation letter, I began to cherished those moments I have with my colleagues. Our department was composed of young, talented, skillful individuals, open minded, cool and very professional. The working environment was close to perfect. There were no competitions and everybody is helping each other. But the most coolest is our boss. He was the best in both technical and managerial aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two years stay here was a fruitful one in many aspect. I enjoyed the people I meet in the office and work together. It's difficult to weight things when you planned to move on. I feel that I am attached with my working environment. I do regret leaving my colleagues that becomes my close friends. Sad to say my goals and objectives doesn't march the same tune with the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons why I have to leave. I do have my frustrations, broken promises, policies that I don't like against my employer. But then I realized that it would be a waste of time mentioning it all in details. Also as an employee we can't do anything in the end if its the employer THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is very difficult thing to do in the employer if they would cater all the needs of their people. I've realized that instead of complaining to the employer why not look for another opportunity which can cater your needs and that is inline with your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acknowledgements and Thank U:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 years stay here have made me a better individual and professional. I would like to grab this opportunity to thank you all of them for the great time I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Inner Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My boss&lt;/span&gt; for giving me and my colleagues the freedom what we want to do and not being strict like other departments. With his style of management, we learned to be more professional in dealing with our deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Karl and Joeffrey&lt;/span&gt; for the words of wisdom and the companionship in my stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Paul &lt;/span&gt;my greatest rival in Kawaks and the one who always make fun on me but no big deal that's how he relives his stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Mitchum the horny boy and Conrad the naughty boy&lt;/span&gt; for the good times we've spent in site seeing, drinking and billiard sessions and some of the few serious moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Marlon&lt;/span&gt; the newly wed for the help in researching .NET free libraries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ernesto&lt;/span&gt; thanks for everything and for the help here in office. This guy is superb in many ways. I included him in this section because he is the go to guy if we have system related problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Bench, Arlene and Mayen&lt;/span&gt; for the good times we've spent in BIG-BYS and the chika sessions during break hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Jong2x "the apprentice of Joeffrey"&lt;/span&gt; for the short period of time in sports fest and badminton sessions.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fresh bloods&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Joseph and Ryan&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the bugs in your project and badminton sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Julie the owner of julies bakeshop&lt;/span&gt; thanks for sharing those games its hard to answer but we're challenge to crack it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Juvill "the email blaster spammer"&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the Kawaks sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamasang and the 3 ladies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Liza&lt;/span&gt; thanks for being there when I was disoriented for awhile when I was collecting the pieces of my broken heart, for sharing your love stories LOL and accepting me as one of your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Jannel&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the good times we've spent during the first year and the sharing of stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Christie&lt;/span&gt; how can I forget u, U are the apple of my eye when I started here. Thanks for the friendship, the chat moments and considering me as one of your trusted friend. Oh and I forget, when is our Flame-it session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Cathy&lt;/span&gt; another lady which I will not forget because she was always bugging me if there are problems in trakker. Well even though sometimes I really get pist off with her, but still I considered her as one of my closest friend here. Don't worry you can still see me in BO's Ayala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Aileen &lt;/span&gt;thanks for everything. I wouldn't mentioned cause there were many things to thank her and some of those things were quite confidential. HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Noemi&lt;/span&gt; thanks for the time we've spent w/ the other departments and I'll take your advise. HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yvonne "VONSTER"&lt;/span&gt; one of the girl that I find challenging cause she always ignore my charms. Thanks for the time we've spent w/ other departments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Party animals and there twisted principles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the most amazing people I met. They are all certified L (layshoo). Each of the individual has its own style and twisted ideas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to Arman, Jasmine, Mark, Jordan, Nino, Bontic, Jerus and their Boss for the badminton, chill-out , drinking, eating session, the parties, beach outing and many more to mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I remembered I wrote something on my friendster about moving on. Here's a quick &lt;a href="http://gdsthatsmiles.blogs.friendster.com/day_by_day/2005/08/career_path_and.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113385364061919743?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113385364061919743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113385364061919743' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113385364061919743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113385364061919743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2005/12/farewell-to-colleagues.html' title='Farewell to Colleagues'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19549670.post-113363900636583765</id><published>2005-12-04T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T03:43:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good day !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time now is 3:53am (Philippines) and still awake. I was chatting a friend of mine and got stuck here in the cyberspace surfing and searching for a gift to my friend. I have nothing much to say at this moment guess I ran out of energy now. I think I'll be signing off after I post this entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be blogging at least 4x a month so to bloggers enjoy reading and feel free to post your comments and critics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Bless you all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19549670-113363900636583765?l=gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/feeds/113363900636583765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19549670&amp;postID=113363900636583765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113363900636583765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19549670/posts/default/113363900636583765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gdsthatsmiles.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-entry.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>glen2y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00364720214187955610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/108/9204/400/photo3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
