tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345637412024-03-13T10:21:58.536+08:00through rose colored spectaclesjaded description of everyday musings brought about by too much tea and pandesal on scorching hot eveningsrose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-85940112870979446342011-06-26T17:14:00.000+08:002011-06-26T17:14:13.646+08:00random thoughts at 3pm<span class="fullpost"><br />
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she looked through the white light on the screen as if it indicated that there was nothing wrong with her, that her memory was not failing her somehow, that life as she knows it ought to return to its normal pace as soon as she starts thinking positively. but it didn't and she stared blankly at the screen while it ate up her thoughts like a lion devouring a deer for dinner. <br />
<br />
there was nothing wrong with trying to do good right? but if that is what had gotten her in trouble in the first place, it would probably be much better for her to just leave those goody two shoes at home and mind her own business. yes, it would be much better that way. the isolation would serve her best, the solitary thoughts would just go pit pat on that white screen, nobody would judge nor would anybody interfere, here she was right, here there was nobody to think otherwise.<br />
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she tried to keep her eyes open, had to finish a report that was due tomorrow and that would otherwise be her vindication if ever there was such a term. but the words struggled to make sense, she barely knew what she was writing. then she heard it. a whirr like that of a fan, going round and round, then a siren wailing from the distance awakened her from her thoughts. she looked around, her eyes growing accustomed to the dark and the white stark of reality that lay before her. her head throbbed with pain, and she felt her knees begin to cramp, but the thoughts kept coming out. like vermin, it crept out of her brain and there was no way to stop it now.and so she kept on with the pit pat, and so she kept on writing, until her eyes stopped, paused, closed, then opened once again, then the pain stopped and then there was blackness, and light and then freedom as the white light on the screen slowly, slowly, slowly faded and turned into colors so bright, she had to shield her eyes from it.<br />
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here she was, back to where it all began. back to when she had to bang her head on the wall just because of a grade, here she was back in bed in her pajamas while she hugged a green bear that sang a midnight lullaby, here she was back when there was only innocence, and stationaries with pink kittens and imaginary friends who accompanied her when she was scared, here she was with a missing tooth and a promise of ice cream after a visit to the dentist, here she was and she felt loved. then she blinked, and again the blackness returned.<br />
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there was the screen again, there were her thoughts again. gone were the pajamas, gone was the bear. all that was left was a feeling of emptiness despite everything that she had, tears slowly fell down her face, as she looked at the bed she had made and the room that she lived, there was nobody now, there were no more hugs, no more bears, no more stationaries, just a paycheck with numbers that defined what she had become, just emptiness, then there was black, and a small sound as she struggled to breath, her chest heaved up and down, her eyes began to cloud, then just as she thought the blackness would swallow her whole, a small beam of light began to show. She squinted her eyes, and then she saw those open arms, welcoming her home, hugging her tight, and telling her, My child, everything's going to be all right, sleep tight now, tomorrow's going to be a new day...<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-84959636497984494762011-03-20T01:24:00.000+08:002011-03-20T01:24:16.770+08:00of ants and financial freedom<span class="fullpost"><br />
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<br />
<br />
you wake up<br />
go to work<br />
like ants<br />
scurrying towards<br />
a nest <br />
where the <br />
queen <br />
sits to<br />
relax and drink<br />
on a day's work<br />
<br />
we look<br />
at life<br />
through<br />
lenses<br />
blurry <br />
from media<br />
advertising<br />
and <br />
consumerism<br />
and<br />
you head on<br />
to the next<br />
big thing<br />
with the words<br />
marked bold<br />
in red<br />
SALE<br />
<br />
only to look<br />
back<br />
at your <br />
purse<br />
which was <br />
full awhile<br />
ago<br />
now almost<br />
empty<br />
save for <br />
a few coins<br />
just enough<br />
for bus fare<br />
<br />
and so you go<br />
like an ant<br />
scurrying <br />
back home<br />
to sleep<br />
and slumber<br />
only to wake<br />
up <br />
tomorrow<br />
to again<br />
work<br />
<br />
until<br />
you have<br />
gone <br />
through life<br />
wondering<br />
if you<br />
have ever lived<br />
or if<br />
you have<br />
just<br />
missed out<br />
the chance<br />
to be the<br />
queen<br />
sitting<br />
on a throne<br />
relaxing<br />
with money<br />
as your slave<br />
and <br />
you<br />
financially<br />
<br />
free<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-61551441219693921052011-02-27T15:51:00.000+08:002011-02-27T15:51:23.074+08:00most commonly used passwords online<span class="fullpost"><br />
It does not take a computer whiz or a hacker to go into your email or social network sites. Like everybody else, who is wary of internet security, I tried searching the net for a list of the most common passwords online and why you should not be using it or if you are, to change it as soon as you see it on this list.<br />
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To quote the website "Wired"- <i>Forty-two percent of the passwords used lowercase letters from "a to z"; only 6 percent mixed alpha-numeric and other characters.<br />
Many of the top 20 passwords used were Spanish names, such as Alejandra and Alberto, suggesting that the victims were in Spanish-speaking communities. Nearly 2,000 of the passwords were only six characters long. The longest password was 30 characters -- lafaroleratropezoooooooooooooo.</i><br />
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Now, an internet security company, Imperva was able to analyze 32 million passwords from Rockyou and came up with the following results. <br />
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If you have seen your password on the list you just might want to consider changing it as soon as possible into something that you alone would know. Using dates and even your own name or something that you are always talking about could also post a huge risk. <br />
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Here's another one from whatsmypass.com who compiled 500 commonly used passwords of 1 out of 10 people worldwide. I hope yours is not in it. :)<br />
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<br />
1 123456 porsche firebird prince rosebud<br />
2 password guitar butter beach jaguar<br />
3 12345678 chelsea united amateur great<br />
4 1234 black turtle 7777777 cool<br />
5 pussy diamond steelers muffin cooper<br />
6 12345 nascar tiffany redsox 1313<br />
7 dragon jackson zxcvbn star scorpio<br />
8 qwerty cameron tomcat testing mountain<br />
9 696969 654321 golf shannon madison<br />
10 mustang computer bond007 murphy 987654<br />
11 letmein amanda bear frank brazil<br />
12 baseball wizard tiger hannah lauren<br />
13 master xxxxxxxx doctor dave japan<br />
14 michael money gateway eagle1 naked<br />
15 football phoenix gators 11111 squirt<br />
16 shadow mickey angel mother stars<br />
17 monkey bailey junior nathan apple<br />
18 abc123 knight thx1138 raiders alexis<br />
19 pass iceman porno steve aaaa<br />
20 fuckme tigers badboy forever bonnie<br />
21 6969 purple debbie angela peaches<br />
22 jordan andrea spider viper jasmine<br />
23 harley horny melissa ou812 kevin<br />
24 ranger dakota booger jake matt<br />
25 iwantu aaaaaa 1212 lovers qwertyui<br />
26 jennifer player flyers suckit danielle<br />
27 hunter sunshine fish gregory beaver<br />
28 fuck morgan porn buddy 4321<br />
29 2000 starwars matrix whatever 4128<br />
30 test boomer teens young runner<br />
31 batman cowboys scooby nicholas swimming<br />
32 trustno1 edward jason lucky dolphin<br />
33 thomas charles walter helpme gordon<br />
34 tigger girls cumshot jackie casper<br />
35 robert booboo boston monica stupid<br />
36 access coffee braves midnight shit<br />
37 love xxxxxx yankee college saturn<br />
38 buster bulldog lover baby gemini<br />
39 1234567 ncc1701 barney cunt apples<br />
40 soccer rabbit victor brian august<br />
41 hockey peanut tucker mark 3333<br />
42 killer john princess startrek canada<br />
43 george johnny mercedes sierra blazer<br />
44 sexy gandalf 5150 leather cumming<br />
45 andrew spanky doggie 232323 hunting<br />
46 charlie winter zzzzzz 4444 kitty<br />
47 superman brandy gunner beavis rainbow<br />
48 asshole compaq horney bigcock 112233<br />
49 fuckyou carlos bubba happy arthur<br />
50 dallas tennis 2112 sophie cream<br />
51 jessica james fred ladies calvin<br />
52 panties mike johnson naughty shaved<br />
53 pepper brandon xxxxx giants surfer<br />
54 1111 fender tits booty samson<br />
55 austin anthony member blonde kelly<br />
56 william blowme boobs fucked paul<br />
57 daniel ferrari donald golden mine<br />
58 golfer cookie bigdaddy 0 king<br />
59 summer chicken bronco fire racing<br />
60 heather maverick penis sandra 5555<br />
61 hammer chicago voyager pookie eagle<br />
62 yankees joseph rangers packers hentai<br />
63 joshua diablo birdie einstein newyork<br />
64 maggie sexsex trouble dolphins little<br />
65 biteme hardcore white 0 redwings<br />
66 enter 666666 topgun chevy smith<br />
67 ashley willie bigtits winston sticky<br />
68 thunder welcome bitches warrior cocacola<br />
69 cowboy chris green sammy animal<br />
70 silver panther super slut broncos<br />
71 richard yamaha qazwsx 8675309 private<br />
72 fucker justin magic zxcvbnm skippy<br />
73 orange banana lakers nipples marvin<br />
74 merlin driver rachel power blondes<br />
75 michelle marine slayer victoria enjoy<br />
76 corvette angels scott asdfgh girl<br />
77 bigdog fishing 2222 vagina apollo<br />
78 cheese david asdf toyota parker<br />
79 matthew maddog video travis qwert<br />
80 121212 hooters london hotdog time<br />
81 patrick wilson 7777 paris sydney<br />
82 martin butthead marlboro rock women<br />
83 freedom dennis srinivas xxxx voodoo<br />
84 ginger fucking internet extreme magnum<br />
85 blowjob captain action redskins juice<br />
86 nicole bigdick carter erotic abgrtyu<br />
87 sparky chester jasper dirty 777777<br />
88 yellow smokey monster ford dreams<br />
89 camaro xavier teresa freddy maxwell<br />
90 secret steven jeremy arsenal music<br />
91 dick viking 11111111 access14 rush2112<br />
92 falcon snoopy bill wolf russia<br />
93 taylor blue crystal nipple scorpion<br />
94 111111 eagles peter iloveyou rebecca<br />
95 131313 winner pussies alex tester<br />
96 123123 samantha cock florida mistress<br />
97 bitch house beer eric phantom<br />
98 hello miller rocket legend billy<br />
99 scooter flower theman movie 6666<br />
100 please jack oliver success albert<br />
<br />
:) i hope this has helped you in some way. as for me, since my pass is not on the list, I guess I should just continue on mixing both uppercase and lowercase letters from now on. <br />
<br />
cheers~!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-78075796104502488552011-02-27T15:32:00.001+08:002011-02-27T15:33:11.383+08:00workaholic<span class="fullpost"><br />
<center><br />
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a pit-pat on the screen<br />
with eyes blinking<br />
adjusting<br />
slowly<br />
to the white<br />
light<br />
of LED<br />
<br />
coffee spilled <br />
on some notes<br />
with scribbling<br />
marked as <br />
urgent<br />
while<br />
a mobile phone<br />
alarm<br />
beeped incessantly<br />
showing<br />
time<br />
to be way past 10pm<br />
<br />
cool air <br />
penetrating<br />
through drone<br />
like sounds<br />
of airconditioning<br />
while the road<br />
outside<br />
seemed to <br />
grow<br />
more silent<br />
by the minute<br />
<br />
a man with his<br />
head<br />
on the table<br />
amidst clutter<br />
and spilled coffee<br />
was suddenly<br />
awakened by<br />
the ringing<br />
of a phone<br />
<br />
a broken<br />
promise to<br />
be home<br />
by nine<br />
<br />
the shrill sound<br />
of a siren<br />
on the background<br />
drowned<br />
by the words<br />
of a woman<br />
a doctor<br />
telling him<br />
the missus<br />
met an accident<br />
while he<br />
was busy<br />
with paper<br />
now <br />
meaningless<br />
<br />
as the screen<br />
showed a pit-pat<br />
with eyes blinking <br />
tears<br />
and a realization<br />
that its now<br />
too late<br />
to keep <br />
a promise<br />
<br />
</center><br />
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<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-82884896202403582762011-02-19T19:41:00.001+08:002011-02-19T19:44:24.528+08:00My Top Ten Online Photo Editing Sites<span class="fullpost"><br />
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There have been a proliferation of online photo editing sites lately. From the simple ones where you can adjust contrast, size and brightness to the quirky ones where you can insert your photo on pre-existing pictures, here's my own list of the funny, the weird and definitely the most fun sites on the net. Just a word of caution though, click one of the sites and you'd find yourself hooked. Just make sure your chair offers some good back support and your pc or laptop is not overheating yet. :)<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.photofacefun.com">1. Photo Face Fun</a></b><br />
More than a hundred pre-existing photos where you can insert your own face or someone else's. If you want to be a star but just don't have their acting skills nor their faces, just insert your picture here and voila, an instant movie poster alongside hollywood's brightest. The site is divided into categories such as advertisement, art, cars, celebrities, drawings, faces, fashion, frames, galleries, holidays, posters, media, vintage and a whole lot more. You can choose your own facebook avatar.<br />
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Here's one sample with my niece on a quentin tarantino film. <br />
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And my sister and her beau drawn on colored pencil<br />
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Oh, and I do hope my brother loves being Wolverine too...hehe<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.picnik.com">2. Picnik</a> </b><br />
Now this one is a photographer's and an amateur's photo editing site and when they say its a picnic, it really is. Here you can edit contrast, turn a picture into lomo, even adjust the focus and the blur all with just a click of your mouse and a few tweaks. You can even add your own copyright seal to make sure no one steals that picture perfect shot you've got. Some features are premium though with a corresponding fee. Nonetheless, the free ones are worth your time too. <br />
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Here's an example of a picture of me and my friends shyrell, anjie and russiel goofing around with the before and after shot. I edited it using lomo, duo-tone, and added some text and a dropback shadow.<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.photofunia.com">3. Photo Funia</a></b><br />
The site is somewhat similar to photofacefun.com but what makes this site different is that there are other options aside from just inserting your face on the picture. You can turn your picture into that which is similar to the pictures used at currencies. The site is divided into effects and lab. The effects part is similar to photofacefun, whereas the lab part is a whole new world of its own where you can create your own diploma, create your own lego portrait and even swap faces. Curious? check my examples below to get started.<br />
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For example, you can graduate even though you haven't even stepped on that stage.<br />
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or command a ship and replace Johnny Depp as a Pirate<br />
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<a href="http://www.bighugelabs.com"><b>4. Big Huge Labs</b></a><br />
As per their tagline, Helping you do cool stuff with your photos since 2005, you do not need to be an expert to try photoediting at this site. Make your own poster, jigsaw puzzle, hockneyizer, movie poster, calendar, motivator, and even your own trading card for free. If you want your pictures to be in high resolution though, you'd have to pay them a premium price. But what is usually charged at picnik.com, such as frames and jigsaw puzzled pictures are free to use on this site. I love the jigsaw and the Andy Warhol technique used in pop-art poster.<br />
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Jigsaw billboard at China?<br />
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Or Polaroid Overload?<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5GT0iVRLwU/TV-r6nqjsoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qwBnv3Mvz7o/s1600/hockneyf91bc226e2c40589942fd5926b0b78c13692a17c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="256" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5GT0iVRLwU/TV-r6nqjsoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qwBnv3Mvz7o/s320/hockneyf91bc226e2c40589942fd5926b0b78c13692a17c.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<b>5. Funny Photo Zh<a href="http://funny.pho.to/zh/"></a></b><br />
Now, this one is what I call an all in one site. You can touch up, smart fix, edit filters, cartoonize yourself, make your own avatar, and even do everything else at photofunface and photofunia. The only catch is that some of the page is in japanese and you'd have to do the trial and error thing to get it right. Nonetheless, if you're looking for some great avatar for your forums, this one is definitely worth the language translation. :)<br />
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here's an example of my beau's brother, Mark Cayago as a blinking Navi<br />
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<b>6. Flamingtext<a href="http://www.flamingtext.com"></a></b><br />
I have been using this since 2000 when I was still in highschool. Now, ten years later, this continues to be one of my top picks for logos and text banners whether it be for email signatures or for powerpoint presentations, this site lets you customize text in a professional way.<br />
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<a href="http://www.instyle.com/instyle/makeover/">7. Hollywood Hair Virtual Makeover</a><br />
Every girl wants some hollywood glam every now and then. Every girl wants a good haircut and some flawlessly shiny locks. Now if you're like me, who's afraid to risk it out before going to the salon, this site allows you to upload your picture and use the model's hairstyle to see if your dream style matches your face or not. This is basically a make-over without regrets. Just a word of note though, the site takes quite awhile to load, but your look afterwards would definitely be worth the wait.<br />
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<a href="http://www.moronface.com"><b>8. Moronface</b></a><br />
If number 7 was Beauty, now its your time to turn into a Beast or a Moron for that matter....kidding. Oh and did I mention this one is good for some sweet old revenge to that friend who tagged your ugly pic on facebook too?<br />
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I just hope this kid grows up to be the next top model :)<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.myheritage.com">9. My Heritage </a></b><br />
Do you want to know if you resemble your mom or your dad more without DNA testing?<br />
Or is it possible you have a twin brother or sister who is at Hollywood? This site matches your photo with the closest match, whether it be your dad or your mom, or even Brad Pitt, it's our time to brag about those genes.<br />
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<b><a href="http://www.pizap.com">10. Pizap</a></b><br />
After searching about your lineage and trying on hollywood style, how about a game of basketball with the president Barack Obama while Lady Gaga, Eminem and Michael Jackson are singing? Or perhaps you'd want to include Michael Jordan himself playing with Manny Pacquiao? Whatever your whim or craziness, pizap has the clip, the avatar or the picture for you. <br />
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oh, and before I forget, you can tweak up other people's pictures too. hmmm...perhaps Doodle would be a much better word for this one.<br />
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So there you go. My top ten Online Photo Editing sites that would surely take up a lot of your time. There's more than 50 out there but these are the ones that I use every now and then, they come highly recommended but are highly addictive too. <br />
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Keep on smiling and editing everyone! Cheers!<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-10647094437686574582011-02-18T02:24:00.000+08:002011-02-18T02:24:11.183+08:00Looking Younger Memoirs-1: Avocado Magic<span class="fullpost"><br />
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<i>Everyone wants to stop time from showing on their faces. Even those who say "bah humbug" still end up staring at the mirror and wondering how those lines, spots, and everything else that wasn't there when you were three managed to show up now. Yes, you still might have the same size of eyes since you were one, but your skin has began to manifest the years. Why did I choose to write about aging and our obsession to stop it? Blame yahoo and the television screen. :)<br />
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And so I have decided to compile what I have seen and remembered from my childhood days about alternative remedies and methods to look younger and feel better. </i><br />
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<i>I am starting with memoir number 1, <b>The Avocado.</b></i><br />
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I was a kid when I first saw an attempt to stop time from catching up. I opened up the fridge looking for some avocado to mix with some ice and milk when I found out there was none left. <br />
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Turns out my aunt, used it all up. <br />
The green mashed up mixture was splattered on her face while she slept at the couch. She looked like Princess Fiona of Shrek minus the ears...kidding. <br />
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The naive kid then asked her aunt why her face was eating her snack. She pinched me on my chubby cheeks and told me, she needed the pinkish glow for a date later in the evening. <br />
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Confused, I left her alone and decided to rummage the fridge for something else. The search ended up with just ice, some peanut butter and a pack of dried fish.<br />
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I figured playing Power Rangers was a much satisfying option. After countless fake battles with the rangers (I was Rita Repulsa: the villainess)<br />
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I ran and saw her rinsing the green goo out of her face as if it was the most revolting thing on this planet.<br />
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She got her pink glow alright, she got it from a bunch of angry ants which feasted on her face while she overslept.<br />
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But for those of you who want to try it out for themselves minus the creepy crawlers, here's <br />
what I remembered from my aunt a couple of eons ago, oh, and don't worry, this one does work.<br />
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<b>My Aunt's Recipe</b><br />
<i>Mix 3 tbsps of mashed or blended avocado with 3 tbsps of honey until smooth. If the mixture is too thick, you can add a little bit of coconut oil or olive oil to smoothen it up. Mix well. Wash your face with warm water (got this from my other aunt who told me it opens up the pores. Pat dry with a soft towel using upward strokes then apply the mixture using a brush or using your hands. Spread evenly and rinse with cold water (to close the pores and lock in moisture) after 20-30 minutes. </i><br />
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But if you still are doubtful of my aunt's mixture, here's one from expertvillage taken from youtube.<br />
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<b>do not forget the following:<i></i></b><br />
Use only ripe avocados. my aunt used raw ones which lead to too much green stuff caking and falling off her face leading to a barrage of ants and bite marks afterwards.<br />
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<b>Other Beauty and Medicinal Uses of avocado for personal experimentation </b><br />
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<i><b>Experiment 1:</b> </i>Instead of cucumber thinly slice avocados after removing the seed and place below the eyes. Let stay for 20 minutes <br />
<i><b>claim:</b></i>removes puffiness and dark undereye circles<br />
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<i><b>Experiment 2</b></i> To lessen irritation and swelling from skin allergies, wipe the skin of the avocado to the affected area. Leave for 5-10 minutes then rinse.<br />
<i><b>claim:</b></i> natural cure for allergies and inflammation including dermatitis<br />
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<i><b>Experiment 3:</b> </i>Mix eggwhite, 2 tbsps of oatmeal, 1 tbsp of calamansi or lemon juice and a quarter of an avocado until smooth. Use as scrub for the hands.<br />
<i><b>claim:</b></i> smoother and softer hands. removal of dead skin cells<br />
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For those with oily skin, substitute the honey from my aunt's mixture with egg white.<br />
For those with dry skin, substitute the egg white with egg yolk.<br />
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For those with dull hair, blend the avocado together with 1 tbsp virgin coconut oil or olive oil, 1 egg yolk, and and spread evenly on your hair, cover with a shower cap for 20 minutes and rinse. Here's a cool vid from bubzbeauty at youtube on how to make the mask.<br />
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My nutritionist and vegan aunt also told me last 2005 that there are a lot of nutrients,mainly phosphorus and some B vitamins that could be found on avocados. If you want a cheap facelift, she told me this fruit was the cheaper alternative and at 2-3 times a week, its better than having botox. It increases skin elasticity and at the same time the oil moisturizes and reduces inflammation which later on leads to wrinkles and lines.<br />
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With the onslaught of photoshopped and chemical laden creams in the market nowadays, why not give this fruit a try then go out and brag how you did it naturally? <br />
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Just don't forget to check the area for ants first. ;)<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-23133443699171609122011-02-13T16:07:00.000+08:002011-02-13T16:07:47.611+08:00Train - If It's Love Official Video<iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7W2Y8Ks5ZMU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><object width="300" height="250"><param name="movie" value="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/artist_scroller.swf?script=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.metrolyrics.com%2Fscroller%2Fscroller_v2.php&lyricid=1359231319"><param name="wmode" value="opaque"></param></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/artist_scroller.swf?script=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.metrolyrics.com%2Fscroller%2Fscroller_v2.php&lyricid=1359231319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250" wmode="opaque" ></embed></object><br /><br />dedicated to my grandearico... (",) <br />through thick and thin<br />through laptop movie sessions<br />and even through camels and desert storms<br />if its love<br />and we decide that its forever<br />no one else could do it better.<br /><br />happy valentines ga!<br /><br />and to everybody else,<br />through blood diamond chocolates<br />through roses of every colors and shapes<br />through tears and laughter<br />may you also<br />know <br />and feel <br />that you are loved<br />and you should<br />know it better<br /><br />happy valentines everyone!<br /><span class="fullpost"></span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-33913566423537044232011-02-04T11:02:00.000+08:002011-02-04T11:02:04.433+08:00rules to live by (guide for the year of the rabbit)<span class="fullpost"><br />
saw this at one of the forums at financemanila.net while trading stocks this morning. It was posted by antediluvianist.<br />
It made me laugh, think and at the same time realize more facts about life itself than what I already know. <br />
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I just thought this is something worthwhile to share. <br />
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First, do not end sentences in a preposition often.<br />
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If anything can go wrong, it will – Murphy’s Law<br />
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One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory – Brown’s Rule<br />
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If you don’t need it and don’t want it, there is always plenty of it – Murphy’s Law of Supply<br />
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In America, it’s not how much an item costs, it’s how much you save – Paulg’s Law<br />
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Don’t believe everything you hear or anything you say – Murray’s Law<br />
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Marriage teaches you loyality, forbearance, selfrestraint, meekness, and a great many other things you wouldn’t need if you had stayed single – Townsend’s Law<br />
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It doesn’t matter if you win or lose… until you lose – O.J.’s Law<br />
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Assumption is the mother of all screw-ups – Wethern’s Law of Suspended Judgment<br />
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There are no answers, only cross-references – Weiner’s Law of Libraries<br />
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To err is human, but to really f*ck things up requires a computer – Law of Unreliability<br />
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Once you give up integrity, the rest is easy – Evan’s Law<br />
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Politics is the gentle art of getting votes from the poor and campaign funds from the rich by promising to protect each from the other – Ameringer’s Axiom<br />
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When a politician gets an idea, he usually gets it wrong – the 5th Rule of Politics<br />
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No matter what goes wrong, it will probably look right – Scott’s First Law<br />
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Murphy’s Law always hits at the worst time – Lanning’s Law<br />
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Things get worse under pressure – Murphy’s Law of Thermodynamics<br />
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Sometimes it takes several years to recognize the obvious – Sy’s Law of Science<br />
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If you are in a hole, stop digging – 1st Rule of Excavation<br />
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There is no issue so small that it can’t be blown out of proportion – Ruckert’s Law<br />
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The degree to which you overreact to information will be in inverse proportion to its accuracy – Weatherwax’s Postulate<br />
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The item you had your eye on the minute you walked in will be taken by the person in front of you – Cafeteria Law<br />
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Nothing is as temporary as that which is called permanent – Jose’s Axiom<br />
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Nothing is as permanent as that which is called temporary – Corollary<br />
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Free time that unexpectedly becomes available will be wasted – Sandiland’s Law<br />
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The one who does the least work will get the most credit – Shapiro’s Law of Reward<br />
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No matter how often a lie is shown to be false, there will remain a percentage of people who believe it to be true – Law of the Lie<br />
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The secret of success is sincerity. Once you can fake that you’ve got it made – Glyme’s Formula for Success<br />
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Never replicate a successful experiment – Fett’s Law of the Lab<br />
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Accuracy is the sum total of your compensating mistakes – Wingfield’s Axiom<br />
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As soon as you’re doing what you wanted to be doing, you want to be doing something else – Law of Living<br />
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There’s no time like the present for postponing what you don’t want to do – Hecht’s Law<br />
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Whichever way you turn upon entering an elevator, the buttons will be on the opposite side – Gluck’s Law<br />
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If credit can possibly go to someone else, it will – Kovaleski’s Dictum<br />
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If you don’t do anything, you can’t do anything wrong – Cameron’s Law<br />
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It is impossible for anyone to learn that which he thinks he already knows – Plutarch’s Rule<br />
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The Bible tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies; probably because they are generally the same people – Chesterton<br />
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A little inaccuracy can save a lot of explanation – Munroe’s Teaching Principle<br />
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You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive – Grandpa Charnock’s Law<br />
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Man is always ready to die for an idea, provided that the idea is not quite clear to him – Eldridge’s Law of War<br />
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If you don’t care where you are, you’re not lost – Rune’s Rule of the Road<br />
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The probability of someone’s asking irrelevant questions requiring lengthy responses increases in direct proportion to how tired you are of the meeting. – Bowlby’s Law<br />
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:) oh and may i add something else?<br />
Learn the Rules then Break Some. hehe...cheers!<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-18752506259395594952011-01-26T04:20:00.002+08:002011-01-26T04:22:25.026+08:003 to 4 in the morning<span class="fullpost"><br />
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The clock on the right side of my laptop changed from 3:42 to 3:43am. From a distance the roosters echoed out their orchestrated shouts while I heard the door of my bathroom creaking, its hinges rusty from water sprayed during bath time. <br />
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My brain began to fall slowly to slumber. To the place where people had wings and each scene changed from happy to bad to weird in less than a minute. Inception? Or perhaps just wide awake and dreaming. I looked around and the only light I see is my screen and a mobile charger with an eerie blue glow. <br />
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Yes, I am still wide awake. <br />
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But my fingers moved on their own, a pit pat on the keyboard while my fan whirred incessantly. I managed to blink my lids, my eyes fighting my brain against going back towards the covers where pillows and sheep jumping over fences waited.<br />
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There's too much going on inside my brain. I browsed through facebook, then to a finance forum, then through blogger. My thoughts a jumble of status updates, bus explosions at Manila, to stock prices snapping back up after a five day low. <br />
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Everybody seemed to have their own say on everything. <br />
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People calling for attention or perhaps just voicing out the random nerve impulses their brains send to their hands. Happy, sad, excited, proud, or just selling a few colored shoes at bargain prices. Either way, the status updates showed a group of people I am connected with. Either by blood or friendship, they echo my ramblings, like a gong vibrating loud. <br />
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Loud. Politicians and every civic group are all crying out for justice over a bomb placed below a bus seat leaving 2 dead. Despite intel, people focused on the latest entertainment news and who got married with whom, nobody got cautious of 2 people riding a bus with a bag and leaving without it. Fear is present and alive.<br />
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Alive and resurrected from after 5 days of watching red, I grinned like a Cheshire cat upon seeing green on the ticker screen this morning. Celebration and cash flowing in, the Philippines' stock market thrived on good news. As of yesterday morning, the good news was people are much more optimistic about the government. The foreign investors thought so too. <br />
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I am happy that they did.<br />
I am hoping they still think so until today.<br />
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Today, my eyes fight to stay awake battling my brain. A hardheaded pair trying to control the center of my thoughts. But as the winner stood proud over the defeated, my eyelids begin to slowly close. White flag waving up and down. <br />
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The sound of a motorcycle woke me up again. I muttered a prayer to please make tomorrow much better than today as the clock on the right side of my laptop now showed 4:06. <br />
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From a distance the roosters could still be heard, my bathroom door creaked, a dog barked...<br />
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and I know my prayer had been heard.<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-29919591237675733422011-01-24T13:12:00.000+08:002011-01-24T13:12:31.646+08:00fighting bears<span class="fullpost"><br />
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a ticker screen<br />
with a green<br />
which turned<br />
into a <br />
yellow<br />
then a<br />
red<br />
in less<br />
than 5 minutes<br />
with cash<br />
flowing<br />
down the<br />
drain<br />
and <br />
fear creeping <br />
in<br />
like a <br />
thief<br />
crawling<br />
steadily<br />
fast<br />
its bag<br />
full of everything<br />
that i had<br />
earned<br />
for the<br />
past 2 <br />
months<br />
now wondering<br />
where<br />
did the <br />
bull go<br />
and why<br />
did the <br />
bear come<br />
back<br />
to clutch<br />
its reigns<br />
on me<br />
on money<br />
on fear<br />
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but like<br />
everyone else<br />
trading<br />
stocks<br />
i'd stay put<br />
mind cleared<br />
thoughts intact<br />
hoping <br />
that would<br />
be enough<br />
to fight<br />
the bear<br />
and turn<br />
that<br />
ticker screen<br />
from a <br />
red <br />
to a<br />
green<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-12670053179094289422011-01-20T02:23:00.002+08:002011-02-27T16:23:10.992+08:00Philippine's Secret Cheap Getaways<span class="fullpost"><br />
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Posting some cheap vacation getaways here in the Philippines.<br />
Went to these places and loved it!<br />
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Go dip your feet at the cool waters of Majayjay and Liliw, buy some handmade slippers, take a trip down memory lane and see their old church, and eat your heart out at Arabela's at Rizal St. <br />
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Or perhaps go see the hanging coffins and cave spelunking at Sagada and conquer two caves at once. Be introduced to limestone formations named after human genitalias, oh, and animals too. :) For a more detailed travelogue on my Sagada trip, here's the link to my multiply site. http://althene63.multiply.com/journal/item/33 and if it's a guide you're looking for just type http://sagadagenuineguides.blogspot.com and get the services of one of the best guides this trained group has to offer. <br />
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or perhaps you'd rather see century old lighthouses and jump from a cliff at Bolinao, Pangasinan<br />
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or better yet go ghost hunting at some old houses and ruins at Silay, Negros Occidental<br />
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oh, and did i mention we're considered one of the happiest people too?<br />
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see you in the philippines! :)<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-77104844457468766672011-01-20T01:11:00.000+08:002011-01-20T01:11:59.826+08:00colorblind<span class="fullpost"><br />
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sometimes<br />
you stare<br />
deep <br />
and try<br />
to gauge<br />
what's <br />
wrong<br />
and odd<br />
based<br />
on what<br />
you <br />
think<br />
is right<br />
<br />
as if<br />
the world<br />
turned<br />
on<br />
your <br />
wheels<br />
like<br />
a hamster<br />
with its<br />
feet<br />
running<br />
running<br />
endlessly<br />
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only<br />
to realize<br />
that<br />
its<br />
not the<br />
colors<br />
so<br />
bright<br />
nor the<br />
picture<br />
that is<br />
wrong<br />
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but <br />
the <br />
way<br />
you<br />
see<br />
things<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-54206483043774535112011-01-18T01:00:00.000+08:002011-01-18T01:00:02.459+08:00Of Swan Lake and Pussycat Dolls<span class="fullpost"><br />
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movements<br />
coordinated with<br />
every thump<br />
every pause<br />
like <br />
pit<br />
pat<br />
thump<br />
like <br />
one<br />
two <br />
three<br />
eyes<br />
concentrating<br />
to movements<br />
not understood<br />
arms moving<br />
up and down<br />
head<br />
swaying<br />
side<br />
to side<br />
movements<br />
now<br />
imitated<br />
from<br />
a tube<br />
with colors<br />
a three <br />
year old<br />
who <br />
dreams of<br />
becoming<br />
a ballerina<br />
dancing<br />
to Pussycat dolls<br />
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:) For my 3 year old niece Ela,hope you'd see this someday and laugh. <br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-58499004940015545162011-01-16T11:47:00.001+08:002011-01-16T11:51:23.301+08:00overachiever<span class="fullpost"><br />
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a pile of papers<br />
on a messed up desk<br />
a computer screen<br />
flashing<br />
flashing<br />
white<br />
light<br />
a cup of coffee<br />
spilled <br />
some breadcrumbs<br />
littered<br />
a fan<br />
electric<br />
whirring<br />
turning around<br />
but the room<br />
remains<br />
damp<br />
eerie<br />
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a certificate<br />
hangs<br />
on the wall<br />
a reminder<br />
of medals<br />
and honors<br />
achieved<br />
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a ballpoint pen<br />
ink <br />
oozing<br />
on paper<br />
notes<br />
scribbled<br />
trashed<br />
on a bin<br />
adjacent to<br />
an unmade bed<br />
<br />
where a girl<br />
lay <br />
dead<br />
while clutching<br />
a card<br />
with <br />
a grade<br />
just a <br />
point<br />
short<br />
of being <br />
the best<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-4026681054646417052011-01-16T03:23:00.000+08:002011-01-16T03:23:33.369+08:00If<span class="fullpost"><br />
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If I could count the words and tell<br />
What the mind has failed to see<br />
If I do know my thoughts so well<br />
Why can't they let me be<br />
If a clock's tick could stop for once<br />
I'd fall into my dreams<br />
I'd be a victor in this dance<br />
Of pain and joy it seems<br />
But then as all could not be good<br />
And thorns do prick to bleed<br />
I'd stand up again from where I stood<br />
And love the one I need<br />
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<i>poem written for the school paper way back college. </i><br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-8616344771295425722011-01-16T02:59:00.000+08:002011-01-16T02:59:30.248+08:00A Story on Appreciation<span class="fullpost"><br />
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prelude: this story was sent by a friend. hope it would touch your heart as it touched mine, oh and i do hope you give a call to those people that you need to call to afterwards also, or perhaps just give them a big hug. </i><br />
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One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.<br />
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He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision.<br />
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The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements<br />
were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.<br />
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The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the youth answered "none".<br />
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The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?"<br />
The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it<br />
was my mother who paid for my school fees.<br />
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The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My<br />
mother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to<br />
show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and<br />
perfect.<br />
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The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?"<br />
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The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read<br />
more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me.<br />
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The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean<br />
your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.*<br />
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The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went<br />
back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His<br />
mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands<br />
to the kid.<br />
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The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that.<br />
It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so<br />
wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were<br />
so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.<br />
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This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands<br />
that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee.<br />
The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to<br />
pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.<br />
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After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.<br />
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That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.<br />
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Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.<br />
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The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"<br />
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The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes'<br />
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The Director asked, " please tell me your feelings."<br />
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The youth said,<br />
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Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without my mother, there would not be a successful me today.<br />
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Number 2, by working together and helping my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done.<br />
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Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship.<br />
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The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager.<br />
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I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a<br />
person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a<br />
person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired.<br />
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Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every<br />
employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance<br />
improved tremendously.<br />
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A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted,<br />
would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself<br />
first. He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts<br />
work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he<br />
becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees<br />
and would always blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good<br />
academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not<br />
feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and<br />
fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really<br />
showing love or are we destroying the kid instead?*<br />
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You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano,<br />
watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let them<br />
experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls<br />
together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not<br />
have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a<br />
right way. You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents<br />
are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that<br />
young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to<br />
appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the<br />
ability to work with others to get things done.<br />
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You would have shared many stories to many and many of them would have back<br />
mailed you too...but try and forward this story to as many as<br />
possible...this may change somebody's fate...<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-58521187158983497872011-01-16T02:22:00.001+08:002011-01-16T02:27:39.221+08:00Migraine Remedies...from a nutritionist to a nurse<span class="fullpost"><br />
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Ever had that feeling when you just want to bang your head on the wall to just divert the pain a little? Ever felt needles being stuck on your brain? Or has your vision gone nuts and everything is a blur. Me, I felt like there were little people playing bowling on my head. phew!<br />
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It started occurring way back 2001. I'd get this bouts of pain on my head starting from the neck up to the frontal lobe. Like everybody else battling with it, I wanted a cure fast. But since painkillers don't work for me anymore, I decided to look for alternatives.<br />
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Here's my list of what worked for me. <br />
It has been a year since my last migraine attack. :) Consider it progress number 1, my progress with hives (see labels on cures) is progress number 2...so read on, tell me what you think, and hope this helps you or someone else you love<br />
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1. Choosing Food Wisely<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.bonleegrownfarm.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/isolated-fruits-strawberries-thumb4255130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="319" width="300" src="http://www.bonleegrownfarm.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/isolated-fruits-strawberries-thumb4255130.jpg" /></a></div><br />
chocolates, though considered to be good brain food have been my number 1 migraine trigger. I still get a bite every now and then, but prefer the dark chocolate ones than the sweet milky bars. Load up on fruits and vegetables, steer clear from msg (monosodium glutamate) and use as little portions of butter as much as possible. In short, eat more food grown from plants not manufactured from plants.<br />
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2. Nutritionist advice: garlic, honey, and philippine lemon/ lemon <br />
I got this from my aunt who is a vegetarian and is a nutritionist. Here's the concoction.<br />
-2 cloves raw garlic (finely chopped to small pieces)<br />
-1 tbsp of honey<br />
-1 tsp of lemon juice<br />
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(note: the garlic induces sleep, don't take if you're going to travel or going to work) then rest and get some sleep. wake up happy.:) note: for sore throat and colds, roast the garlic then drizzle honey and lemon juice. for cough: add fresh washed oregano leaves to the concoction. <br />
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3. Nurse advice: Grab your hair gently from the ends <br />
My best friend connie used to do this to my head way back college. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
It feels good and at the same time calms you down. This massages your scalp and at the same time relaxes your nerve endings. Don't grab your hair too strongly though. :)<br />
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Go away for awhile by yourself and just enjoy nature tripping or going on a vacation. <br />
Drink a cup of green tea<br />
Get a massage.<br />
Laugh more, worry less.<br />
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I am not a doctor just a hypochondriac trying to solve my health problems one problem at a time. <br />
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If this helps, or if you have anything else to add, feel free to do so, it might help some people too. <br />
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note: I am not against manufactured medicines, I'm just a little bit cautious about the side effects... :)<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-66849141787690576652011-01-15T09:35:00.004+08:002011-01-15T09:47:02.466+08:00Being Twenty Something (from an email)<span class="fullpost"><br />
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They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing <br />
that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as <br />
you. <br />
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You look at your job...and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe <br />
you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. <br />
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Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. <br />
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One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward. <br />
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You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to <br />
know better. <br />
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Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. <br />
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You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself...and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender! <br />
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What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-45400424118289033752011-01-15T09:33:00.003+08:002011-01-15T09:51:57.824+08:00soaring...<span class="fullpost"><br />
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To feel the air brushing against your face<br />
To experience pressure in greater heights<br />
If one would believe then one could soar<br />
Into realms not yet discovered and dreams yet fulfilled<br />
Into that next stage, into that next frontier<br />
It does not take a fairy tale for wishes to come true<br />
Around you, you have what is essential for your flight<br />
You just have to believe that you have wings<br />
And then you can fly...<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-40061950878217877052011-01-15T09:30:00.003+08:002011-01-15T09:56:06.529+08:00tears<span class="fullpost"><br />
written: june 2006 at myspace<br />
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he said cry your tears<br />
then it would all fade away<br />
he told me you'd soon forget<br />
the way he made you sway<br />
but the emptiness stayed<br />
you wondered when it would be gone<br />
you still cried those tears<br />
though it seems there be none<br />
none to hope<br />
and none to feel<br />
none to hold on<br />
but one big thing to deal<br />
life can be harsh<br />
sometimes its even cruel<br />
but what has bruised you bad<br />
really does sometimes rule<br />
but then in the end<br />
it all comes down to this<br />
he told you those words<br />
and it seems you've missed<br />
what he said behind your tears<br />
what he wants you to see<br />
he'll erase all those fears<br />
if you'll just set your heart free<br />
now its too late to turn back<br />
he's with someone else<br />
and you're alone with what you lacked<br />
and this poem makes no sense<br />
what i'm trying to say<br />
is love before its gone<br />
look behind your back<br />
he may just be the one<br />
for in the end you'd realize<br />
if you wont believe this is true<br />
is that you may have allowed<br />
that one person to slip<br />
yes, that one person for you.<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-3410723038676976062011-01-15T09:26:00.002+08:002011-01-15T09:59:11.406+08:00little things (wrote last june 2008 at myspace)<span class="fullpost"><br />
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bleed your tears then let them dry<br />
ask yourself if you've done wrong and why<br />
wallow in self pity, you're entitled to it sometimes<br />
ask why you're not worthy, to possess just that dime<br />
but you dance to life's tune, believe there's still hope<br />
a rainbow behind the storm, one should not stop to mope<br />
about things that have gone wrong<br />
sometimes they really do<br />
what one has to do is to be strong<br />
believe you could really pull through<br />
we all have our bruises , we all have our pains<br />
we all had experienced glory, we all had gains<br />
but if you look back you'd realize you had been happy before<br />
you had little, you had less, but you had much more<br />
no amount of wealth, nor success could replace real friends<br />
those who would stick with you, through pain in the end<br />
happiness is but fickle for those who aspire too much<br />
realize your worth and you'll realize it does not mean such<br />
life could be a pain, usually it even bleeds deep<br />
but it also wakes you up to the things that you should keep<br />
those that you hold dear, those that matter the most<br />
those which make you smile, some you may think as ghosts<br />
ghosts which you could really reach<br />
if you'd open your eyes, if you'd seek<br />
these little things that will always be real<br />
these little things, they will always be true<br />
despite the world's trials<br />
these little things will stick<br />
by you.<br />
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(written: june8, 2008: myspace blog)<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-5792016111564818842011-01-15T09:00:00.001+08:002011-01-15T09:01:37.308+08:00on the road through baclaran<span class="fullpost"><br />
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A child squatting on the pavement peeing on the side of the street.<br />
A family sleeping on the grass beside uncollected garbage bags with flies circling around.<br />
A few young men playing cards and betting some coins.<br />
A mother washing clothes beside a urinal.<br />
A man peddling yellow corn on a pushcart wiped his hands on some dirty rags then went back again to arranging his wares<br />
A hawker selling some pirated cds and dvds for 50 pesos.<br />
And every now and then an occasional lovers spat where the male drags the female by the hair amidst too much screaming and pedestrians looking by. <br />
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I have always wondered what happened to:<br />
the government with all its promises of helping the poor<br />
the church which is a few meters beside it<br />
the society which passes by these scenes every day without doing anything (or i am just not aware of it)<br />
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I have also wondered why:<br />
these people have moved to manila in the first place<br />
these people choose to live along the streets<br />
these people were not relocated<br />
I seem to be the only one noticing<br />
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or has everybody noticed it too and includes it in:<br />
the candles that are lighted every day <br />
the novenas that are said every wednesday<br />
the votes they pass next election<br />
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i am hoping that:<br />
this scene would change soon<br />
this scene would improve<br />
this scene would make<br />
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you<br />
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act<br />
open your eyes<br />
realize<br />
pray<br />
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that <br />
this country<br />
with people<br />
so blessed<br />
despite <br />
everything<br />
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should<br />
also<br />
see the small<br />
stuff<br />
and <br />
act<br />
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</span>rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-76885000420007657032011-01-09T19:48:00.001+08:002011-01-15T09:13:49.372+08:00loveLove-an intense feeling of deep affection with 125,000,000 people searching for it or its related term every month at google. If you look at google images for pictures of it, there's 1,580,000,000 images for it. <br />
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Surprised?<br />
I don't think so.<br />
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Look at what's currently trending at yahoo and you'd find love poems as one of them (that is as of 3:57am this morning).<br />
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Everybody it seems is looking for it, is wanting to define it, is wanting to put it in words, or is just plain depressed because of it. Either way, it can be manifested in many forms.<br />
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The first encounter I had with the word was when I was 5. There was this song on the radio that went with the lines " I'll make love to you, like you want me to and I'd hold you tight, baby all through the night..." As children literally interpreted everything based on their innocence, I concluded "love" at that age to be hugging someone close to you at night. Kinda like my mom giving me that warm bear hug before saying good night. Imagine my mom's reaction when she heard me singing that song at home...hehe...<br />
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In a country where the late night news displays killings, robberies, and corruption 70% of the time and afternoon gossip is more of what's happening at the local entertainment grapevine, one could not help but think why stories of "love" rarely make it to the news nowadays.<br />
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If 125,000,000 are searching monthly for it, why then is it not commonly on the news?<br />
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Some look for it at one point in their lives or even their entire lives<br />
Some shrug it off and decide that the pain left by it is more than enough to not look for it again.<br />
Some are lucky to have it but they're too busy still looking for it<br />
Some keep on playing until they realize they've run out of players<br />
Some believe it would come <br />
Some would try to define it<br />
Some would try to live it<br />
Some keep their fingers crossed for second chances <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OSvfFHJBlo/TSmeusDVc_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sO8AUo7FHdI/s1600/coffee%2Blove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="138" width="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__OSvfFHJBlo/TSmeusDVc_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/sO8AUo7FHdI/s200/coffee%2Blove.jpg" /></a></div>Some look at it as sacrifice<br />
Some see it through 1 Corinthians 13:1-13<br />
Some see it in faith<br />
Some see it in relationships<br />
Some see it in material possessions<br />
Some know it when they are happy with what they are doing<br />
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I can go on and on all morning trying to define it. <br />
But for me it all comes down to these 5 statements<br />
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1. Love is waking up each day to another chance<br />
2. Love is a hug, a kiss, or an arm on your shoulder letting you know that no matter what happens, you'd always have someone or people who would never give up on you<br />
3. Love is giving the last cookie up (if you were cookie monster). :)<br />
4. Love is happiness and pain combined in a blender...hehe...<br />
5. Love for me might be different for what it may mean to you. It is highly subjective, prone to arguments and debates, and makes the smartest people dumb and the dumbest people would be rocket scientists...<br />
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but it all boils down to one meaning though...<br />
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you never would have truly lived if you hadn't loved.:)<br />
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It can make you laugh, think and cry, but dig a little bit deeper, and you might realize, you're like em too. :) <br /><br />PART 1 − 30 OUT OF 100<br /><br />1. Dear 2010, can you slow down a bit? , xoxo - Rose Dawn <br /><br />2. if you can't get over me, it's your problem..not mine!!!!! - Devie Grace<br /><br />3. ..and maybe a HAPPY ENDING doesn't include a guy, maybe ON YOUR OWN...picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something BETTER in the future...maybe the happy ending is just MOVING ON!<br />-- As 2010 comes to its end,,,maybe it's about time that i should LET GO of 2yrs in holding on :'( — Anna Marin<br /><br />4. " before as I reminicing the past bitterness is always there and i always sayin just wait and see give me time and I will soar not until the moment GOD give me this message " enough son don't grieve for something you already miss" Keep focus instead what lies ahead life has something to offer all you have to do is remove the negativity and see how much I really love you" and I sigh " thanks BRO"-Jayson Gonzalvo<br /><br />5. "The Day: Everything that you receive in life is a blessing. If you don't think it is, then treat it like one. God will never give you something that you can't handle. If you think you can't, then maybe you need to pray a little more and have faith a little more. In the end, you will have to realize that we're not living for ourselves but for Jah and the greater good. Thank you everyone. =)" - Connie Marie<br /><br />6. I said this before, I'll say this again . . .i so love my job!:o). Thanks, MNC! Sana sa Monday, ganito pa rin nararamdaman ko . . .he he he . .-Jing Umadhay<br /><br />7. is an idealist: he doesn't know where he's going, but he's on his way. - Chris Emague<br /><br />8. What's 'sisig' in english? - Karen Bolfango<br /><br />9.never wrestle with a pig! And there are 2 reasons why:<br />Number 1: You get yourself dirty and number 2: The pig loves it! <francis kong> - Lyle Cuenca<br /><br />10. I'm a little T-Rex short and stout!!..hahaha - Athena Espinosa<br /><br />11. bY alMigHtyS gRaCe..., gOt mA UAE dRiViN lIceNcE...! - Mohd Faiyas<br /><br />12. my life would be purposeless without you- Althea Lavigne<br /><br />13.Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal." - Henry Ford<br />How far are you from achieving your goals for 2010? How did fear prevent you from reaching them? - Trace Trajano<br /><br />14. rain rain go away...busy MM wants to party parteeh! ♥ ♥ ♥ - MM Salutin<br /><br />15. Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. <br />Robert Louis Stevenson- Eva Tafgar Roca<br /><br />16. lee min ho is so handsome!- Cindy Balahadia<br /><br />17. Maybe for the rest of the world it's an out of the ordinary scenario that a celebrity figure and sports hero like Manny makes it to congress, but in the Philippines, it's a trend. It's like a sure ticket to politics. - Maila Beniera<br /><br />18. for 17 years, complete ko na naman ang simbang gabi. thank you ness sa pagsama sa Baclaran Church kahapon. Happy Christmas to all. may God bless us always. :-)-Merthel Ubugan<br /><br />19. The cold weather makes me so lazy, I feel like I need to go to hibernate and come back to life when normal temp returns. - Eisee Macabeo<br /><br />20. Congrats Sean Estrada for being the TOP THREE in PAM Accreditation 2010..I am so proud of you!! Love you..kahit bothered ka na baka hindi ka makapasa, you still made it on top!!!! yeah! SBARRO na ito..haha I'm so excited..hihi=) - Hazel Ubal<br /><br />21. Dec.24,2010 3:30 pm me and Santie witnessed a sad xmas eve as fire almost destroyed a building in Guadalupe makati. standing outside the site i was saddened thinking how will those people celebrate xmas with nothing but the clothes they were wearing... =( - Zaiza Tiangha Santiago<br /><br />22. mixed feelings... twisted! ...........which way?????? - Tina Fajardo Santiago<br /><br />23. Cogito ergo sum - I think, therefore I am - Eden Dayrit<br /><br />24. christmas is coming and im alone.i mz my family.i mz rashille.i mz all - Nero Cayago<br /><br />25. still no internet here at home huhuhu i'm so sad -Sylvia Nica Caoili<br /><br />26. I will pray for you everyday. This will be my way of loving you in 2011. - Bo Sanchez<br /><br />27. never give up..when your heart becomes tired,walk with your legs..but move on..-MJ Panes<br /><br />28. nguya lng ng nguya hanggang mawala ung lasa..hehe..!- Jinkee Guilaran<br /><br />29."Love deeply and passionately. You might be hurt but it's the only way to live life completely." Happy Holy Family!:)- Phoebe Bonifacio<br /><br />30. imortal na! - Leah Sucgang<br /><br /><br />hehe...i love the last one most...<br />part 2 to follow tomorrow...sigh...slumber mode for now...rose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34563741.post-34453161114969469262010-12-28T21:55:00.002+08:002011-01-15T09:14:12.615+08:00the stock market experienceI suck big time at Mathematics. <br />
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Seeing numbers was just like remembering that 78 grade I got from Algebra way back in high school. But after reading a few finance books and realizing that if I want to get a go at being a financially literate person, I would have to love numbers, or else, its good bye to my bank account and everything with it.<br />
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We attended a short seminar at a brokerage company called Citiseconline around 3 weeks ago. The trainer, the vice president of Citisec told us very clearly that day trading is a lot of risk. Bo Sanchez a famous preacher here in the Philippines also said to just leave the trading to the traders. But then again, since there's much a much bigger return at the riskier investment, we decided to give it a try.<br />
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The first stock we invested at was Petron. Good thing, there was a lot of hoopla regarding it being acquired by San Miguel. Thus, we decided to give it a try and buy stocks worth 20,000 for 14.70/share from Petron. For three days, we owned a part of Petron, and just when we felt it was right to do so, we parted with it at 16.20/share. I recall seeing the stock price go up. We would have made much more, but seeing that we made around 2000 bucks in just 2 days, it was a good investment, or probably as old people would usually say, just beginner's luck.<br />
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A week after, we computed possible earnings and decided to put our money at a company called Abacus. It showed potential with a yearly return of profit at 500 million. The stocks first traded at 0.85, we bought it at 0.90 per share. We made a mistake though, we forgot to check the holidays, and since the 24th and the 27th were both public holidays, our money stayed stagnant for 4 days. Awhile ago, the ticker screen (the screen that displays stock prices) was open once again. The 0.90 stock increased to 0.94 in just 10 minutes, then as quickly as it went up, the stock plummeted down to 0.86 before I could even press the "sell button". I was looking at the red on the screen and the numbers showing we lost 800 pesos already. <br />
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I was still keeping my fingers crossed, but I was looking glum. It was probably just beginner's luck. And just when I was about to text my fiancee to tell him we lost 800, the stocks changed from red to green. The 0.90 stock became 0.91 and closed at that price. Phew! That was one close call! I checked our portfolio and it showed we earned almost 200 pesos. Some would say it is too low, for me, I was just thankful we did not loose any money.<br />
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Now, after boring you with the long experience on trading at stocks, I realized some things. Hopefully, it would help some beginning day traders to know when to quit and when to keep on holding. (note: these were only based on what I observed)<br />
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1. When there's some news regarding a company and its good, people go into a buying frenzy. Watch that stock from the opening to the closing and observe if what I am saying is right. If people go into a buying frenzy, the stocks increase like crazy too. And so does your money, if you put it at that stock.<br />
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2. Know when to pull out - people loose thousands of pesos and even millions at the stock market because they get too greedy. Like me awhile ago, I was thinking the stock prices of Abacus would go up to 1 pesos per share. <br />
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3. In relation to number 1, if there is no news about the company after the buying frenzy, sell your stock fast (especially if the company is not listed at the top 30) it's better to have gained some, than too loose everything.<br />
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Oh and last but not the least, trading in stocks is like trading in real life. You may be in the red sometimes (like what happened to the people at Manila whose houses got burned by a fire last 24th) but everything is just temporary unless you want it to be. Companies change to green when they gain profit or are posting strong returns, so is life. You can only win, if you believe you can and if you try to evaluate yourself. Then you improve on your weak points and get on with life. <br />
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Awhile ago, I felt really bad seeing the red ticker screen on my Abacus stocks, but then I realized that everything is just temporary. Change comes more often. Sometimes things do not always turn out as planned but in the end, it's your next actions after the changes that matter most.<br />
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But tomorrow, I'd say goodbye to Abacus. And I do hope, it would be one good decision. Fingers crossed, ticker screen hopefully greener, the numbers much better. <br />
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And that's coming from someone who hates Mathematics. lolrose_colored_thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03037447835974904205noreply@blogger.com0