<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3352023834989845543</id><updated>2024-09-28T03:47:21.397+08:00</updated><category term="365 DAYS"/><category term="life"/><category term="family"/><category term="RE: 365 DAYS"/><category term="travel"/><category term="feelings"/><category term="working at home"/><category term="Friends"/><category term="running"/><category term="memories"/><category term="BROTHER"/><category term="Health"/><category term="My class"/><category term="Oroquieta Trip"/><category term="Retirement"/><category term="SSS"/><category term="Vigan City"/><category term="birthday"/><category term="budget travel"/><category term="college life"/><category term="hate"/><category term="holy week"/><category term="partas bus"/><category term="self"/><category term="teachers"/><category term="thoughts"/><category term="video"/><title type='text'>Charade&#39;s Charade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-4332913411200965235</id><published>2012-05-09T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-12-09T11:06:19.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buggy with Jenny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Jenny and I tried driving that Buggy car of Dahilayan Adventure Park. The charge was Php 800.00 for two but if you will opt to ride on the ATV then you have to pay Php 500.00. We really enjoyed riding that Buggy. I was the one driving and Jenny was the one holding our camera to take some photos. The road was a little bumpy but the view was relaxing so the whole three (3) kilometers ride was just a piece of cake. But before we took that rough road trip, we have to listen to the orientation for some safety precaution. Then we chose our Buggy and our helmets and was introduced to our guide. I didn’t get his name but we took a picture with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So, first and second rule were important before starting the engine. First, wear your helmet and second, fasten your seat belt, a very important reminders before driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So here we go, seat belts and helmets are all set and ready to go. The picture above was taken by their crew. What we like most there was that the crew initiated to ask for our camera and took some pictures. I think they got used to it and they really took nice pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Along the road we took a break and took some pictures. Actually, the guide told us to stop on that area and have some picture taking. The guide took some picture for us without asking him if he can take some picture for us. Here are some of the pictures that I would like to share while we took a break from driving the buggy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We went back to the Buggy and continue driving but we made a terrible mistake, we forgot to put on our seatbelts. So, we stopped and put on our seatbelts. I was worried when I noticed that we were not wearing our seatbelts only our helmets. We end our trip by going back to the station passing near the Dahilayan park. So cool! I even took a picture with our guide and gave him a tip for being nice to us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Jenny also took a funny video while we were driving. The video is in Cebuano language, so I’m sorry for the other readers. I will do my best to translate it. LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/4332913411200965235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/05/buggy-with-jenny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/4332913411200965235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/4332913411200965235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/05/buggy-with-jenny.html' title='Buggy with Jenny'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLz8BxAaM1EpesOAwg9oxuieUq-UX4ktsGQfQsqRJOqxhknimqDfO_B8CSFDOcOyXZoMM3RXrrTjJgH3-vQzzjttAoE_T_IsuCZHLv8ULTfI4gJW-mWhZzVAbnp-Er-f3OyYdWqwOGao/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-3509530732699095739</id><published>2012-04-19T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T23:19:20.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bacolod: Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;In my post &lt;em&gt;To Bacolod: Part 1&lt;/em&gt; I shared about our first day travel going to Bacolod. Here comes the part two of it. We arrived safely in Cebu through Cebu Pacific Airlines and we are 20 minutes ahead of our schedule. Zeoh was crying during our Davao-Cebu trip. I think he was not feeling well at that time because the weather was not good and we were experiencing some turbulence. Before the take off the flight attendant would normally do the demo on how to use the life vest and other important things that the passenger should know and I don’t normally listen to it but now that I’m carrying&amp;nbsp; a baby I even read the instructions aside from watching the demo. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;As planned, we will be staying at a pension house near the airport instead of going to my aunt’s house. We took a little picture because it was Emem’s first time to ride an airplane and first time to be outside in Mindanao. I already booked a room in Ace Pension that is just in Lapu-Lapu City which is near in the Mactan airport. We did not opt to stay in my aunt’s house because my mum was worried that we may not make it on time for our Bacolod trip.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;So we stayed there for a night but need to wake up early because our flight was very early around 6:55 AM. We need to check-in two hours before as their rule. Gladly, we have a free drop off to airport so we were not that worried about the transportation. We ate our breakfast in the airport already and we are all set to be in Silay International Airport. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;By 7:30 AM we arrived at Silay International Airport and get our luggages. Finally, we met the grandparents of Zeoh. They were waiting outside the airport. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;So here we go! Welcome Visayas! Welcome Negros and Bacolod….&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/3509530732699095739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-bacolod-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3509530732699095739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3509530732699095739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-bacolod-part-2.html' title='To Bacolod: Part 2'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5713935254504917731</id><published>2012-04-19T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T19:59:46.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bacolod: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We got a promo ticket for Bacolod trip but it was not a direct flight from Gensan and that’s why we went to Davao first then had an overnight stay at Cebu for our Bacolod trip. The reason why we opted for the promo fare because:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;We calculated that we can save more if we purchased the promo fare which requires us to travel in Davao than buying a regular fare for Gensan-Iloilo, then Ilo-ilo to Bacolod.  &lt;li&gt;If we chose the Gensan-Iloilo flight, we still have to travel through ferry boat and I’m afraid that there will be no available seats on that time that we arrived because Holy week was fast approaching at that time.  &lt;li&gt;It was easier to travel by airplane especially because we have a baby on our trip. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Part: Gensan to Davao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So we started travelling early in the morning of April 1 since our flight from Davao to Cebu was 7:00 PM. So we left early because it’s a 3-hour ride going to Davao. Carrying our bags, we went to the terminal and waited for the bus to Davao. So this was our itinerary on April 1:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;0900 – Depart from the house&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;0930 – Waited bus for Davao&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1000 – Depart from Bulaong Bus Terminal (Gensan)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1300 – Arrived in Davao City &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1330 – Lunch at Dencio (SM Davao)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1600 – off to Davao International Airport&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1730 – Arrived at Davao International Airport&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1800 – Check-in&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we arrived in Davao, we drop by at SM Davao to eat our lunch and at the same time I bought milk and water for Zeoh for our trip. I can say that it was not easy travelling with a baby even though its three of us. When we were about to go to airport, the rain poured down and when you are with a baby you have lots of things to consider. Luckily, we got a taxi who has an umbrella and good thing with the driver, he was very fatherly to Zeoh. We were caught by the traffic that is why we reached the airport around 5:30 in the afternoon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Gladly, we made it through the check-in counter. &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/5713935254504917731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-bacolod-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5713935254504917731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5713935254504917731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-bacolod-part-1.html' title='To Bacolod: Part 1'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-4594821872120704378</id><published>2012-04-11T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-04-11T20:48:10.677+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><title type='text'>What is in our trip for Bacolod?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have many stories for our trip in Bacolod. Actually, the trip was intended for my nephew ZJ and visiting tourist attraction were second priority. So, what is it in our trip for Bacolod? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Zeoh (my nephew) met his grandparents. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRIORITY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Emem’s first airplane ride and first time to be outside Mindanao.  &lt;li&gt;Zeoh’s encounter with the Sisters  &lt;li&gt;Drop by at Davao &amp;amp; Cebu for Bacolod trip  &lt;li&gt;Overnight at Ace Pension  &lt;li&gt;Fall in love with The Ruins  &lt;li&gt;Amazed by the old wooden clothing iron  &lt;li&gt;Visited with the two ancestral houses  &lt;li&gt;Delicious coco pie at El Ideal  &lt;li&gt;Bought pasalubong at BongBong  &lt;li&gt;8 days without internet connection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These are the things I want to share to all of you.&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/4594821872120704378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/what-is-in-our-trip-for-bacolod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/4594821872120704378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/4594821872120704378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/04/what-is-in-our-trip-for-bacolod.html' title='What is in our trip for Bacolod?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-7805162208810632356</id><published>2012-03-29T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-29T01:19:27.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old and Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style=&#39;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;&#39;&gt;Sometimes I imagine growing old alone because it never reached in my mind to get married and have a partner but a baby? YES! LOL... Though I&#39;m still too young to think of that I can&#39;t help to think about it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mum have a sister who is in her late 50s and she has no family of his own except us. I pity her because she is getting older and she is has no pension to support her or even children who can take good care of her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These past few days, my mum and I aare discussing the possibilities that she might live with us. My mum is 10 years older than her and I think my mum feels like she is responsible for her sister but I think she is hesitant because I know she is thinking that she should consult my other siblings too. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This made me realize that it is so hard if you dont have someone when you grow older.Especially in our country, Philippines, were we have a high respect for our elders and close familu ties; we are accustomed to take care of our parents when they are old or grand parents. It is not in our culture to put them in the home for aged. It feels like disrepectful and I think it still lonely.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel sad for my auntie but she is also hesitant to move here. Being old is a sad moment in life but it becomes heartbreaking when you are alone. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen&lt;/SPAN&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/7805162208810632356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/old-and-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7805162208810632356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7805162208810632356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/old-and-alone.html' title='Old and Alone'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-6409443014204598526</id><published>2012-03-28T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-28T00:06:04.401+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health"/><title type='text'>Pneumonia Vaccination in my 24-years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I never wanted to get a vaccine at this age but my mum insisted that I should get a shot while I’m young. Mum got her complete shots of the vaccine last January. I got my first dose at last March during the my nephews immunization. I’m quite amused that my nephew’s pediatrician who happens to be my pediatrician 24-years ago was the one administering the vaccine for me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Last Monday, we went to the pediatrician for my nephew’s check-up because we wanted him check before we leave for our Holy week trip. The immunization was intended for my nephew but mum insisted that I should get my second dose. So I got one. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The pediatrician said that I should get this kind of vaccine because I’m always attached to the baby plus I don’t have a pneumonia vaccination when I was young. I think there are no available vaccines for pneumonia yet at that time. The doctor warned us already that I might feel feverish and I should take some medicine for fever. So, I really did feel feverish last night and my nephew was also not feeling well and mum has to take care both of us. Lol!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The pneumonia vaccine is good for fiver years according to the doctor and she told that I should get a vaccination for cervical cancer which I’m very interested. It is a bit expensive and I have to get 3 doses for vaccination for cervical cancer. Well, I think it is proper that I should spend some of my income to this kind of stuff because it will benefit my body and health. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I suggest and recommend to others that you should have your vaccinations even at this age. I think it is worth it than experiencing different illnesses and spend your money to hospital bills. Why not spend to stuff like this, it is cheaper compare to hospital bills that you will be paying when you get sick.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Visit your doctor now and inquire for immunization that you can avail. Spend right and have a good and longer life!&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/6409443014204598526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/pneumonia-vaccination-in-my-24-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6409443014204598526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6409443014204598526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/pneumonia-vaccination-in-my-24-years.html' title='Pneumonia Vaccination in my 24-years'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-3382530015253354492</id><published>2012-03-05T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-05T00:19:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online e-load in Morbie.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I ran out of load in my Suncellular network and there nearby stores are already closed. I don’t know where to buy any prepaid load for my phone. So, I searched in the internet hoping that there is an available online site where I can buy a prepaid load. Luckily, while surfing the internet I found &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morbie.com/&quot;&gt;Morbie.com&lt;/a&gt;, an online loading station. At first, I was hesitant to purchase because I was thinking it might be a scam but I really have to try because I really need a load. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just follow the instructions on how to purchase a load and payment was through Paypal. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsBEURpBMkZoxrTym1dUAaOc7meOccBAMRafbcbypWc8FP-FeoGXcN3K1PU3I0OToKNOcw949OqI2wkMAT6NvZ2D6dT1GyHyV3aiAhW310OZJjc6-EwML6P9AiQsCOz-pTI6QsCMNWUYc/s1600-h/morbie%25255B2%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px&quot; title=&quot;morbie&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;morbie&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFV9EnhF_8E9ZfJv3GclbyOLB3r4jhcvRu0oX8kI3TfBWaEnDG8ApxBusM8tQhn566G_ZTKiM0Zk32YCz_K0MI5lFS-v_pwqiZC5PC2PoH9HgdQt36e6eSAo3RCEJsbtsjPEprTi_kPSE/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;139&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I purchased a Php 100.00 load, add it in the cart then I click “checkout”. I was redirected to another page for the payment where I can see the Paypal website. So, after I paid for it there was a message saying “payment completed” and all I have to do is to wait for my load. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was waiting for the load and I was thinking what if it was scammed. I begun to wonder especially when I see errors when I tried exploring the website. I just comforted myself that it will be a charge to experience, a lesson to be learned. But when I close my website, I received a text message notification from Suncellular that the load has been transferred to my account. I check the reference number and the load by sending a text message to a friend and it was successful, I was able to send a message.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m so glad that I did not waste my $5.00 for nothing. Thanks to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morbie.com/&quot;&gt;Morbie.com&lt;/a&gt; and to the owner, whoever is the in-charge of that website. You are really a great help. I hope soon there will be a prepaid load for lower amount like Php 50 and Php 25. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Go visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.morbie.com/&quot;&gt;Morbie.com&lt;/a&gt; if ever you need a load and nowhere else to buy. &lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/3382530015253354492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/online-e-load-in-morbiecom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3382530015253354492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3382530015253354492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/03/online-e-load-in-morbiecom.html' title='Online e-load in Morbie.com'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFV9EnhF_8E9ZfJv3GclbyOLB3r4jhcvRu0oX8kI3TfBWaEnDG8ApxBusM8tQhn566G_ZTKiM0Zk32YCz_K0MI5lFS-v_pwqiZC5PC2PoH9HgdQt36e6eSAo3RCEJsbtsjPEprTi_kPSE/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-7687439324632045422</id><published>2012-02-26T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T09:28:51.155+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><title type='text'>What to pack when your traveling with a baby</title><content type='html'>This will be the first time that I will be traveling with a baby, my five-month old nephew. I always travel with my mum and with her it is sometimes difficult because I have to take consideration that she is old. But this time, I am travelling with my nephew and mum. &lt;br /&gt;
Last night I was packing our things and mum packed her things first, what was left for me to pack were of my nephew and mine. Here are the basic things I packed for hand carry luggage:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeding Bottles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I packed feeding bottles for my nephew. Some bottles were filled with water while others were empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu4IUYbLCNUPiBphmLCyz603_KN79o8nbjEMnYWW5vmafAc394U9fCWfp4gw_6433gbs84YYdSc_LNJkAff4s9lNwFhbQCBaIT9eQnOZI6YIDUuckk8OWPN6AvguFIH1GXwQh1q7vZsQ/s1600/DSC05348.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu4IUYbLCNUPiBphmLCyz603_KN79o8nbjEMnYWW5vmafAc394U9fCWfp4gw_6433gbs84YYdSc_LNJkAff4s9lNwFhbQCBaIT9eQnOZI6YIDUuckk8OWPN6AvguFIH1GXwQh1q7vZsQ/s320/DSC05348.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sterilizer&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is an electric sterilizer which is very convenient for traveling. We normally sterilized the feeding bottles through gas. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;medicines and baby’s book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;My nephew have vitamins and other medicines for cough and cold. My nephew is free from any cough and colds but as advised from his pediatrician, we brought the medicines if in case he caught any diseases. Since our airport is very strict in terms of carrying liquids in hand carry luggage we make sure that we packed along his baby’s book where you can see all the prescriptions of the doctor.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBORWxeRFVEYlatii8JIYRKKhPCdJsvtdvMw5L8lsufGXBwEwG30aIBykOVSTsXteeHA1MG_AKHUDscpD1flwx-RKxB4B-Ne03DxO71tfj_4NXitIAPEDnEhVdwXL5Z3CazNt21TWDpQ/s1600/DSC05347.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBORWxeRFVEYlatii8JIYRKKhPCdJsvtdvMw5L8lsufGXBwEwG30aIBykOVSTsXteeHA1MG_AKHUDscpD1flwx-RKxB4B-Ne03DxO71tfj_4NXitIAPEDnEhVdwXL5Z3CazNt21TWDpQ/s320/DSC05347.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I prepared a milk in a small container that will be enough for 5 ml feeding bottle but I also packed a can milk in our hand carry luggage.&lt;/blockquote&gt;My nephew’s dress was packed for the check-in luggage already. I just prepared his warmer to warm him in the airplane.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;At General Santos Airport with my nephew Z&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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All set to for his first airplane ride.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/7687439324632045422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-to-pack-when-your-traveling-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7687439324632045422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7687439324632045422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-to-pack-when-your-traveling-with.html' title='What to pack when your traveling with a baby'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzu4IUYbLCNUPiBphmLCyz603_KN79o8nbjEMnYWW5vmafAc394U9fCWfp4gw_6433gbs84YYdSc_LNJkAff4s9lNwFhbQCBaIT9eQnOZI6YIDUuckk8OWPN6AvguFIH1GXwQh1q7vZsQ/s72-c/DSC05348.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Polomolok, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.2166666999999993 125.06666670000004</georss:point><georss:box>6.1144522 124.97105120000005 6.318881199999999 125.16228220000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-9118360547348734261</id><published>2012-02-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T22:59:45.701+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My class"/><title type='text'>Understanding my PA 205 class</title><content type='html'>Finally, done with the examinations and o be honest I don&#39;t have really a good answer. I am not really prepared to take the exam but still I did it hoping for the best.&lt;br /&gt;
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My PA 205 class is all about the public policy analysis. Actually, I&#39;ve never understood how government works not until I was enrolled in this class. I am not that type of person who really care about my government because its like everytime I listen to the news there are many problems unsolved but I think I look at it in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;
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After this exam, I realized that I should take my classes seriously and that I should learn from this subject because it is a basic understanding of how my government works. I maybe hearing all those negative feedback about Philippine government, I still hope that there will be some changes soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to be involve with this subject and blog whatever learning I have.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/9118360547348734261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/understanding-my-pa-205-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/9118360547348734261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/9118360547348734261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/understanding-my-pa-205-class.html' title='Understanding my PA 205 class'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>General Santos City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.1166667 125.16666669999995</georss:point><georss:box>5.9356677 125.05382069999995 6.2976657 125.27951269999996</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-6162346039036696603</id><published>2012-02-15T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T19:47:49.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unprepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Last Thursday, February 9, was my nephew&#39;s check-up but to find out I was the one who was &lt;a href=&quot;http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/checked-by-my-long-ago-pedia.html&quot;&gt;checked by my long ago pedia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the doctor told me to take a rest. So, I was absent for my Thursday class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;February 14, Valentine&#39;s Day and again my nephew&#39;s check-up and immunization. Right after the check-up I went to school and I was early for the first time. LOL! In the middle of the class, I asked my classmate on my Thursday subject if what was their lesson last time but he told me that we will have an examination on Thursday (February 16). I was in a panic mode when I heard that news because I have only one day to study.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;So this morning, I went to school to study and prepare for the examination tomorrow but I went home with nothing. I think I did not learn anything from all the reading materials that I go through. I am so unprepared for tomorrow&#39;s exam and all I can say is I hope God will bless me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/6162346039036696603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/unprepared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6162346039036696603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6162346039036696603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/unprepared.html' title='Unprepared'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-8629494637695228191</id><published>2012-02-09T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:37:58.231+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feelings"/><title type='text'>Checked by my long ago pedia</title><content type='html'>Earlier today, we went to my nephew&#39;s pediatrician who was my doctor also before when I was young. Every check-up I make sure that I am always around and listen to the doctor. This morning I stayed at the waiting area instead of going inside and the doctor wandered where I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to go inside, my mu told the doctor already that I have a flu and that is the reason. When I entered the clinic, the doctor told e that I should take care of my health and immediately she checked on me after my nephew. When her stethoscope touched my body, memories flash back during those time when I used to go to her clinic. Still, the same pressure she put on my chest and back while checking. She even let me open my mouth like I was a little kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After checking, she gave me medicines which i also bought on her clinic. Very funny indeed to be checked again by my pediatrician on my 20&#39;s. Her treatment to me was the same as before . My memories kept on flashing back that made me smile even if we left the clinic already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that instant I felt my age. I felt that I am no longer a child and that I&#39;m very far from the age that I imagine which is indeed true. Oh what a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has really and age, I just forgot to be with my age. =)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/8629494637695228191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/checked-by-my-long-ago-pedia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/8629494637695228191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/8629494637695228191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/checked-by-my-long-ago-pedia.html' title='Checked by my long ago pedia'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Dadiangas East, General Santos City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.11754148595378 125.1791758594552</georss:point><georss:box>6.11444748595378 125.1745378594552 6.1206354859537795 125.1838138594552</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-1010698408244939792</id><published>2012-02-08T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T14:22:29.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Dunkin Donut</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style=&#39;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;&#39;&gt;I woke up very early today, very unusual of me. I need to be online at 10:30 AM because we will be having conference with my boss online. Woke up early because our neighbor is very noisy and that is why I decided to go to Dunkin Donut and have my breakfast their while waiting for my boss.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just ordered a hot chocolate and a sandwich. I totally miss eating at Dunkin Donut because during college days, I remember eating breakfast at Dunkin Donut before going to school sometimes or spending late night studying my lessons. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is nice about my hometown Polomolok is that they have Dunkin Donuts already in town and no need to go to General Santos City anymore. Its accessible and less expensive in terms of transportation. Finally, when my boss asked me where I am and told him I&#39;m in Dunkin Donut, he laughed. He did not anticipate that we have it in our town. Hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I told him I&#39;m having breakfast at Dunkin. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen&lt;/SPAN&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/1010698408244939792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/breakfast-at-dunkin-donut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/1010698408244939792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/1010698408244939792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/breakfast-at-dunkin-donut.html' title='Breakfast at Dunkin Donut'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5243657368234550531</id><published>2012-02-04T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T12:36:39.173+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feelings"/><title type='text'>My Heart Aches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;We woke up very early because we don&#39;t want to miss the flight...&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually, Z&#39;s father took the flight at around 3:00 in the afternoon. We just woke up early because the airport is a bit far from where we lived. &lt;br /&gt;
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Left the house at 12:30 noon and I can see them, the father and son savouring the time left for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the way to airport&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Fast forward... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Airport setting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Baggage check-in - CHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Z&#39;s dad was talking and playing with his little boy while waiting for his boarding. My heart aches seeing them together walking around and feels like my little nephew knew and understand that he and his dad will not see each other for quite sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Z and his dad at the aiport&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Daddy needs to go inside and here comes the most aching part, the PARTING. Kiss and smelling his little boy and before his dad really went inside, he looked at his little boy and called him &quot;doi doi, bye bye&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Ouch! That moment was really an ouch. It was so painful seeing both of them. Even if we were in the taxi cab heading home the feeling stucks in my head and in my emotion. Can&#39;t get over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Z&#39;s dad kiss him goodbye...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; It was like a real life movie. A drama one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt; Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/5243657368234550531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-heart-aches.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5243657368234550531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5243657368234550531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-heart-aches.html' title='My Heart Aches'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrndedoEK_yj_do-lLY8AL0dC_YlL5TFItsTc0IlabR_VEkjIof_vvqxMu9RatAyk5YQxbQAaXzHy0JHW-pikh-41xhXzK2nmTMVobSENdcAVYIYgzbARV9hvxZr9wQVxqURAxulZQ2o/s72-c/DSC04963.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Fatima, General Santos City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.0528270461041629 125.0980021492187</georss:point><georss:box>6.0193795461041626 125.0608256492187 6.0862745461041632 125.1351786492187</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5951411121803365897</id><published>2012-02-03T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T15:16:00.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style=&#39;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;&#39;&gt;I woke up late and so I ate the fried tuna skin that was in the table. Right after I ate I prepared lunch so that my mum and bro-in-law can eat their already.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I decided to grilled the marinated pork since my bro-in-law will leave tomorrow and I don&#39;t have time to prepare for it. He said he really likes eating pork because they seldom eat it in Abu Dhabi. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We ate in our kubo house plus the windy atmosphere makes it like we are in the beach. We seldom do this only if there is a visitor or my sister is around.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I think this is better compare before when I work in a corporate world. I don&#39;t have a time with my family even for a simple lunch or dinner out. Either I was working away or too tired when I come home. My life now is more relaxing when I started working online.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can spend lunch with them or go to the park with my mum and nephew. What a life! I love this kind of life, I hope I can be like this forever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen&lt;/SPAN&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/5951411121803365897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5951411121803365897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5951411121803365897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/02/friday-lunch.html' title='Friday lunch'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-3682321916216221082</id><published>2012-01-28T18:43:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T11:36:50.769+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><title type='text'>Daddy meets Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;My nephew Z finally met his father after four months. My brother-in-law took a a 9 days vacation leave just to see his son who is now four months and experience the joy that Z brings to the family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;It was Saturday morning (Jan. 28), we were in a hurry to go to the airport to be there in his daddy&#39;s arrival. We were just on time by the time he arrived and he saw me immediately while I was approaching the building. Then Z&#39;s dad and me walked towards the taxi cab where Z and my mum was. Mum went out from the taxi carrying Z and his dad was kissing him immediately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibMQFYxSK7jZ-F58NJYSqP0ZemRxchs5EPgLR8qZt81aMb98tQcb_aH_6Vea2V0NyPXZvBsgbZQBInMbfuJpiq91f2svtGO1EQODj7KskdWQSjg9rAw7Hy9AtRBvB6us1e5sZ-pL9vBRI/s1600/son+meets+dad.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibMQFYxSK7jZ-F58NJYSqP0ZemRxchs5EPgLR8qZt81aMb98tQcb_aH_6Vea2V0NyPXZvBsgbZQBInMbfuJpiq91f2svtGO1EQODj7KskdWQSjg9rAw7Hy9AtRBvB6us1e5sZ-pL9vBRI/s320/son+meets+dad.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Z was sleeping at the moment but eventually woke up when we reach the taxi and while we are heading home. At first Z was hesitant and still on the process of getting-to-know with his father.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqyNDZJ4z8_KCj6U3mnMdHyh4REyyLtykUW7KISGpsWj8sCUtNftj8vlmNP1NJR2TolcQb_FOcoPKMURTQAFUX_ngMf1G2cQ2F4L-OJ0GIGAm6SE_wFddWbp0Zpl_-jhaD5EGDhruOMuU/s1600/son+meets+dad+2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqyNDZJ4z8_KCj6U3mnMdHyh4REyyLtykUW7KISGpsWj8sCUtNftj8vlmNP1NJR2TolcQb_FOcoPKMURTQAFUX_ngMf1G2cQ2F4L-OJ0GIGAm6SE_wFddWbp0Zpl_-jhaD5EGDhruOMuU/s320/son+meets+dad+2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;But I guess, Z has a feeling that this is his dad and just hours later he became comfortable with his dad. They need to spend quality time together because Daddy has only one week to spend with Son Z...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWMV3Fpv2j0p7TAg9RfJLElPtmyRVK3GLZcJDA_54SHzHwBwZXD0eoIHQ58iBYffzrT1Z09nYKeRh2deOAhEBv0I5mfx8OzSQh3T-QX7QCtJpXff4a0NaUbV9vQPjiSPeqo0N9hEr6XI/s1600/son+dad.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWMV3Fpv2j0p7TAg9RfJLElPtmyRVK3GLZcJDA_54SHzHwBwZXD0eoIHQ58iBYffzrT1Z09nYKeRh2deOAhEBv0I5mfx8OzSQh3T-QX7QCtJpXff4a0NaUbV9vQPjiSPeqo0N9hEr6XI/s320/son+dad.jpg&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/3682321916216221082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/daddy-meets-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3682321916216221082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/3682321916216221082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/daddy-meets-son.html' title='Daddy meets Son'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibMQFYxSK7jZ-F58NJYSqP0ZemRxchs5EPgLR8qZt81aMb98tQcb_aH_6Vea2V0NyPXZvBsgbZQBInMbfuJpiq91f2svtGO1EQODj7KskdWQSjg9rAw7Hy9AtRBvB6us1e5sZ-pL9vBRI/s72-c/son+meets+dad.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>General Santos International Airport, General Santos City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.0597405293055635 125.0965430275146</georss:point><georss:box>6.0421475293055638 125.0909855275146 6.0773335293055633 125.10210052751459</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-6562536454200091650</id><published>2012-01-27T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:10:42.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail-to-Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style=&#39;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;&#39;&gt;I want to update my blog as much as I can so I check if there are available settings where I can post through mobile. I explored the blogger and check the SETTINGS, gladly found an Email &amp;amp; mobile tab. I just configured it and gave it a try last night and when I checked my blog, the article was posted.&lt;br&gt;Great isn&#39;t it? But if I have to edit, I should visit the blog and its the only way I can change it. So, i think I will be able to update my blog as stated in my goal for year 2012.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen&lt;/SPAN&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/6562536454200091650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/mail-to-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6562536454200091650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6562536454200091650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/mail-to-blogger.html' title='Mail-to-Blogger'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-7100260880540351200</id><published>2012-01-27T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:03:10.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style=&#39;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;&#39;&gt;Test 1 2 3... &lt;br&gt;I&#39;m trying something new. Just checking if I can post a blog via email. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Check check...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Sony Ericsson Aspen&lt;/SPAN&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/7100260880540351200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/test.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7100260880540351200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7100260880540351200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-7930563284881079750</id><published>2012-01-24T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T20:44:00.380+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video"/><title type='text'>Z’s laugh out loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Z normally smiles and laugh but not this one. We recorded a video of Z laughing at loud and upload it to Youtube so that his mommy and daddy can see it through online. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style=&quot;padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px&quot; id=&quot;scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:79fe782f-768b-42ae-b4fd-8ce24af777dd&quot; class=&quot;wlWriterEditableSmartContent&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;4bf272b1-7f3e-4afe-bce4-4e223c6d50fd&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWAVkkJk6vI&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVUmyl0kQRAsxpgqZUyIpsiCKqFzlCjc8korBapYqUtJ7x9fLJ3IGIQpu3qzLLpca3V-L2m5mArxVRVsEPIZa-U_CdUs7JcCTp9gBYH4GWkAMXgKFqdDV08RJehgBegWX9KFJdEuoeWtc/?imgmax=800&quot; style=&quot;border-style: none&quot; galleryimg=&quot;no&quot; onload=&quot;var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById(&#39;4bf272b1-7f3e-4afe-bce4-4e223c6d50fd&#39;); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;252\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QWAVkkJk6vI?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/QWAVkkJk6vI?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;448\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;252\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Z’s funny video!!!&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/7930563284881079750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/zs-laugh-out-loud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7930563284881079750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/7930563284881079750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/zs-laugh-out-loud.html' title='Z’s laugh out loud'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5345418944264369631</id><published>2012-01-23T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:28:27.819+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><title type='text'>Little Z on the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My sister gave birth last September 17, 2011 and we welcome him as a new member of our family. The sad part of my sister’s giving birth was that they only spend one month together because my sister left a after her baby reached one month. My sister is an Overseas Filipino Worker (OFW) in Abu Dhabi and she really needs to go back because she has an existing contract at the Hilton Hotel. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGy9iYVsdl-BleH1lfkxMtrfmM0qPmVsZzTYGw0Y5klQuamSm3Csfyn6ITC2tXtXDJoVl842mZ4QFbvkuGubkSTBU1mWm2dl1sAMUTkxxcfT4cjkMrA8yBvAwDEv4hpb2NkV61Ib3eZo/s1600-h/zeoh%252520footprints%252520col%25255B2%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px&quot; title=&quot;zeoh footprints col&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;zeoh footprints col&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWJR0Pk4nWDF28opeE3oKktd9KWGbjh16qs4RAW8GgGkNMQfcYPLSxkeUkGqosaa7JVm2MD_2TV10icnePdqF5y1SiNehWqXPI8aHdj9P_xkwGCQz4hmL3CXIOMRpEXmN1MUTe1Od-NE/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;125&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, little Z is left under our (Mum &amp;amp; I) care after she left. It was 20 years ago when mum had took care of an infant and now we have one. Having Z on the house lightens up the atmosphere in the house. Z’s smile and laughter gives color to our daily life and most especially to my Mum who is very fond of him. Photos in my Facebook account were all about Z’s daily picture and my friends would laugh at me because it is like I’m the mother of Z. Indeed very funny because at my age, most likely I can be a mother. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocDsG-hAzoGmEPa2E-jCTFkpUDo0RUCPmikEDXj-KsE1VEKiDsCcuQ9ml0mvm7XuIk7GDi6vPxEmQpgo9LtyGRPEiRQDbIra-mTuJVXuA8_TQe8cJl8rt4GnUULbRiwWLZONyUDahCvA/s1600-h/DSC04177%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto&quot; title=&quot;DSC04177&quot; alt=&quot;DSC04177&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCpUtLRTcgfdhMDcDAQCUdcjiwx3ISaZsmcT7yGHzmu7kMHXGGBV9D0TtNZwGuo7JXHkRZ7zNR_s-WEwVsVG0taVGLqRwXZ12S0DtCFl_QzE5NRsV2qQcVwe2CBk_1Kazp8lYZDLDtukc/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; height=&quot;180&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We already celebrated our Christmas and New Year with Z and more to come. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkb6VO1enytKg7H8tgnJBOoBJbxv8pAfXnCf90aYOIVfGMg0o9Y4JgXb9FHu9pSLSsCxa7rtw7yG9Vph4x-LPwwLkru-c2xFWL4bBxnqy5aNOlSBxTOWtsC8puwslFx3J5FfxTB2o2V_4/s1600-h/DSC04172%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto&quot; title=&quot;DSC04172&quot; alt=&quot;DSC04172&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkfeDPtJBvW0Jm1omn4-OaSNJV5EOtQ8wEGdA8vMT5NX6Hve0eG0NAasugZ3S6N7bmgCMvO9PK4E8qfYi_S5tUyGp-Joxb9TnXQeYRAovuvtH5hVQqeUCsGv0Q0FVDCNZqyRVfYhYBeMI/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; height=&quot;180&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Z will be with us until he reach one year because he needs to complete all the vaccination needed by his body. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Our little Z, our little angel…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQX3f2Ozq7Na7rVd2NGScJO0ilH02i5B8pJ712pQueA4CQkrAF8Hwv6KHHTOEa-_FfN6XDY6jWmPwVHyGgHVR_DZ5BUUp_Q7h0w-KyvE4xenZ5v9mi5dUEcJOg3SJiKcu5zwawRSRbtGI/s1600-h/DSC03580%25255B4%25255D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto&quot; title=&quot;DSC03580&quot; alt=&quot;DSC03580&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVT6qN1JVU4-rXkMHZtytHMfaxC6GTZdE-ONCmKjZKbZHzw6Uv7oabeZAQnxhv6zgH5q9s2MK23hgOzr0z1rWMwYRsls-V7J5iS3T2_X258EZpApIYZPr2RIomvfabmcdE4bQzi2SOXco/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;240&quot; height=&quot;180&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/5345418944264369631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-z-on-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5345418944264369631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5345418944264369631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-z-on-house.html' title='Little Z on the house'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWJR0Pk4nWDF28opeE3oKktd9KWGbjh16qs4RAW8GgGkNMQfcYPLSxkeUkGqosaa7JVm2MD_2TV10icnePdqF5y1SiNehWqXPI8aHdj9P_xkwGCQz4hmL3CXIOMRpEXmN1MUTe1Od-NE/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-786411847193942926</id><published>2012-01-22T14:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T23:08:49.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Year 2012</title><content type='html'>As I&#39;ve said with my previous blog that I have lots of things to catch up since I momentarily abandoned my blog . Well, I&#39;d like to start by welcoming my year 2012 although I&#39;ve shared this thoughts on my blog at Shoestring Lifestyle and I would like to the same here.&lt;br /&gt;
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Welcome year 2012!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Year 2011 had been challenging to me but in the end I survived. From those experience I have things that I am looking forward that I want to do, get improved and achieved this year 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
Here are some of what I look forward for year 2012:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. I can see that this year will be more meaningful to me because of my new playmate in the house, no other than my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;
2. I am looking forward to get more projects online since I became more emotionally attached to my mother making it harder for me to leave the house if none of siblings are around.&lt;br /&gt;
3. I want to finish my Masteral degree which I started last November 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
4. More travel experience together with my mom, nephew ZJ and Emem.&lt;br /&gt;
5. I want to improve more on my writing. I want to write as much as possible as I can.&lt;br /&gt;
6. I want to be physically fit this 2012. (Seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;
7. I want to have this driving license once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;
8. I am planning to celebrate my birthday in a meaningful way.&lt;br /&gt;
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So far, these are my priorities even though I have so many in mind but I think this will be the most important thing that needs focus.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/786411847193942926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-year-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/786411847193942926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/786411847193942926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-year-2012.html' title='Welcome Year 2012'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Polomolok, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>6.2166666999999993 125.06666670000004</georss:point><georss:box>6.1144522 124.97105120000005 6.318881199999999 125.16228220000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5688836675566742748</id><published>2012-01-22T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T22:16:04.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog</title><content type='html'>I temporarily stop blogging because of what happened to my blog last August. I tried to retrieve the appearance of this blog and even my sister helped me, still it didn’t change. So I temporarily abandoned it and my sister encouraged me to create a new one but then I miss writing on this blog. Last night, I was checking my new blog and I visited my old blog and decided to delete the gadgets that I installed hoping that it will return to its original style but unfortunately it did not.&lt;br /&gt;
So I decided to leave it simple without any gadgets at all. It is not messy anymore like before and so I decided to continue updating this blog. I have lots of things to write to this blog! &lt;br /&gt;
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Looking forward to this year. More writing about me, my family and anything that is happening to me under the sun.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/5688836675566742748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5688836675566742748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/5688836675566742748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-6179768694241306021</id><published>2011-08-14T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:21:30.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no! My Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>I am currently checking my blog but when I looked at it the format was changed. I already check the setting and design, nothing change but when I look at my blog there were changes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh no!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel like crying..&lt;br /&gt;
I hope it will become better...&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/feeds/6179768694241306021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog-was-rearranged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6179768694241306021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3352023834989845543/posts/default/6179768694241306021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charadescharades.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog-was-rearranged.html' title='Oh no! My Blog!!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3352023834989845543.post-5567011084996315955</id><published>2011-08-04T01:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T13:22:08.220+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="budget travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="partas bus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vigan City"/><title type='text'>Visiting Vigan for the second time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Since grade school, we were taught that Philippines has been colonized by the Spanish many years ago. There are some places in the Philippines where you can see the Spanish style houses and there are places where the influenced of Spanish is still visible.&amp;nbsp;Since grade school, I always read in the history book about Vigan and they have been considered as one of the UNESCO World Hertitage site. They preserve the old houses that will still remind people that Spanish indeed colonized the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vigan is quite far from our place but thanks to the promo fares of Cebu Pacific I was able to go back to Vigan again. I&#39;ve been to Vigan when I was in high school but that was work-related so I wasn&#39;t able to enjoy that much. This time I visited the place with my mom who is in her 60s and she is very much excited to visit the place because she haven&#39;t visited the place and heard lot about Vigan since she was young.&lt;br /&gt;
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So from Gensan we took the plane going to Manila and upon reaching Manila we went to Partas Bus station located at Aurora, Cubao, Quezon City. From NAIA Terminal 3, we took the airport loop bus and it can be seen when you get out from the building. The fare is Php 20.00 per head and we take off from the last stop at Pasay Taft-Eda Avenue. From there, we took MRT going to Cubao (Php 15.00 ticket) then ride a tricycle going to Partas Bus Station. We took the Laoag Trip at around 3:30 PM and arrived Vigan City at 12:00 AM. The fare going to Vigan City from Cubao is PHP 685.00 but mom&#39;s fare was cheaper compared to mine because she availed Senior Citizen&#39;s privelege (LOL... that is the advantage when you reach 60 years old).&lt;br /&gt;
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From the terminal we took tricycle to reach the Grandpa&#39;s Inn where decided to stay. We got the fan room which is around PHP 900.00 with free breakfast and again we didn&#39;t pay the 900.00 pesos since mom availed her senior citizen again so I only pay PHP810.00 (not a big discount but not bad at all) including the breakfast we had. What I like most is that they have a high speed internet which enables me to work even if I am travelling.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here is the itinerary I prepared for our Vigan Tour. The tour should be one day only but I&#39;m travelling with my mom so I should consider her health and movement. She cannot take any fast walking anymore and has a problem riding the tricycles in Vigan because its so small that you really have to bend. Mom hated it when she tried to bend and her knees were getting weaker.&lt;br /&gt;
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This was our itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;
Morning:&lt;br /&gt;
8:00 - Breakfast (its included in our accommodation)&lt;br /&gt;
9:00 - Visit Museums&lt;br /&gt;
9:30 - Plaza Burgos, Plaza Salcedo &amp;amp; Cathedral of Vigan&lt;br /&gt;
11:00 - Baluarte&lt;br /&gt;
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Afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;
12:30 - Lunch @ Hidden Garden&lt;br /&gt;
1:30 - Pagbuburnay (Pottery making)&lt;br /&gt;
2:30 - St. Augustine Church&lt;br /&gt;
3:30 - Back to Grandpa&#39;s Inn&lt;br /&gt;
5:30 - Heritage Village (Calle Crisologo)&lt;br /&gt;
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One must not forget to visit the Calle Crisologo because you will see the old houses. Its a long street where you can see the old houses.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I can say that this is one of the disadvantages when you are working at home since you will be greatly affected if there are power interruptions. Though sometimes our power interruption is not that long but what don&#39;t makes it pain in the head is that they didn&#39;t give any notifications. That is why I bought a device named Uninterruptible Power Supply (UPS) where I can plug all the things I needed to make things going even if I encounter power interruption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif;&quot;&gt;An&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;uninterruptible power supply&lt;/b&gt;, also&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;uninterruptible power source&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;UPS&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;battery/flywheel backup&lt;/b&gt;, is an electrical apparatus that provides emergency power to a load when the input power source, typically the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mains_electricity&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Mains electricity&quot;&gt;utility mains&lt;/a&gt;, fails. A UPS differs from an auxiliary or&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emergency_power_system&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Emergency power system&quot;&gt;emergency power system&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standby_generator&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Standby generator&quot;&gt;standby generator&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in that it will provide instantaneous or near-instantaneous protection from input power interruptions by means of one or more attached&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battery_(electricity)&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Battery (electricity)&quot;&gt;batteries&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and associated electronic circuitry for low power users, and or by means of diesel generators and flywheels for high power users. The on-battery runtime of most uninterruptible power sources is relatively short—5–15 minutes being typical for smaller units—but sufficient to allow time to bring an auxiliary power source on line, or to properly shut down the protected equipment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em;&quot;&gt;While not limited to protecting any particular type of equipment, a UPS is typically used to protect&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Computer&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Computer&quot;&gt;computers&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Data_center&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Data center&quot;&gt;data centers&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telecommunication&quot; style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;&quot; title=&quot;Telecommunication&quot;&gt;telecommunication&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;equipment or other electrical equipment where an unexpected power disruption could cause injuries, fatalities, serious business disruption or data loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Source: Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Lately, buying a UPS did really help me. I am able to save my work before the computer shut down and my internet connection does not disconnect immediately since I plug it to my UPS. It is really been a great help for me this days especially when we have meetings online and there&#39;s a power interruption, I can easily notify my employer that we have a change power or short power interruption without notice and only my UPS functions. In that case, my employer has a time to reschedule the meeting with me or we just wait for the power to come back with my UPS covering the short loss of power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went to the SSS since its time to pay and I decided that I will have my contribution bigger than before. So, I asked for the form and fill it out and the amount, I changed it from my usual contribution but when I reached the cashier, I told her that I will be changing contribution. Then she checked in the system and told me that I cannot avail automatically and I should fill up the form and go to counter 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I looked at the counter 6 but all I can see is like the unending line, so I told the cashier that I will settle on my usual contribution. I was too lazy to fall in line and find it time consuming that is why I did not bother to upgrade it anymore. But the cashier notice that I am hesitant to fall in line, she then gave me the option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to upgrade my SSS contribution I should not automatically upgrade it from lower contribution to a higher contribution. So, I started the step-by-step upgrade and I am hoping to reach that flexi-fund also. I think its a better investment than paying a thousand bill for my cellphone postpaid plan. Instead of paying that much to my postpaid plan, I want to divert it to FLEXI-FUND of SSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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