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Since, it is just the first time to wirte again for the longest time... I still need some warming up articles to write. Those loosers who continue to read boring stuff I write, let me dumb found you with my none sense wall post O randomly wrote on Facebook:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Earth Hour in the Mind of 3 Years Old" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I was a bit surprised that our 3-year-old son, Rap shrieked when he saw the gigantic cut-out Styrofoam-board of 60 inside SM Mall Davao last week. He shouted, "ah! Mom, please take a picture of me on Earth Hour!". My husband and I were wondering how this little 3-year old knew about the Earth hour. He even recited, "Let's support Earth hour on March 26, 2011 from 8:30 to 9:30 pm...".. Huh? I know we have lots of button pins of Earth Hour last year, because the Dole Mountaineering Club sponsored the local Earth Hour campaign last year. But he's too young at that time to remember.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But when went back to our hotel, he hurriedly grabbed the TV remote control and watched. Nickelodeon. That's when we realize how he had known the complete details of this year's&amp;nbsp; Earth Hour campaign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Earth Hour is About... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;It's not about you, nor me... It's all about the place we live in.Let's support Earth Hour. If you wanted your future kids to live and enjoy same (or wishing to be better) Earth as we have now? Participate in turning off your electric supply for just an hour. Don't bother to miss an episode of your favorite TV show. After all, it's just an episode. You can save years on the life of our mother Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For more information check out&lt;a href="http://ph.news.yahoo.com/blogs/the-inbox/pinoys-help-fight-climate-change-20110323-032720-642.html"&gt; http://ph.news.yahoo.com/blogs/the-inbox/pinoys-help-fight-climate-change-20110323-032720-642.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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In your own capability? How would you help save our planet Earth? Visit &lt;a href="http://ph.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20110324013421AAPFmeG"&gt;http://ph.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20110324013421AAPFmeG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-389988547835101515?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;By the time the Lord made mothers, He was into the sixth day working overtime.&amp;nbsp; An Angel&amp;nbsp; appeared and said "Why are you spending so much&amp;nbsp; time on this one?" &lt;br /&gt;
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And the Lord answered and&amp;nbsp; said, "Have you read the spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not elastic; have 200 movable parts, all replaceable; run on black coffee and leftovers; have a lap that can hold three children at one time and that disappears when she stands up; have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart; and have six pairs of hands."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six pairs of hands! No way!"&amp;nbsp; said the Angel.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord replied, "Oh, it's not the hands that are the problem.&amp;nbsp; It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers must have!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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"And that's on the standard model?" the Angel asked. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord nodded in agreement, "Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through the closed door as she asks her children what they are doing even though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head are to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can. And the third pair are here in the front of her head.&amp;nbsp; They are for looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and loves him or her without even saying a single word." &lt;br /&gt;
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The Angel tried to stop the Lord&amp;nbsp; "This is too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish." &lt;br /&gt;
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"But I can't!" The Lord protested, "I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself&amp;nbsp; when she is sick AND can feed a family of six on a pound of hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The Angel moved closer and touched the woman, "But you have made her so soft, Lord." &lt;br /&gt;
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"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough. You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."&lt;br /&gt;
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"Will she be able to think?" asked the Angel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason, and negotiate."&lt;br /&gt;
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The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like You have a leak with this model. I told You that You were trying to put too much into&amp;nbsp; this one."&lt;br /&gt;
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"That's not a leak." the Lord objected.&amp;nbsp; "That's a tear!" &lt;br /&gt;
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"What's the tear for?" the Angel asked.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her disappointment, her pain, her loneliness, her grief, and her pride."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The Angel was impressed.&amp;nbsp; "You are a genius, Lord.&amp;nbsp; You thought of everything for this one.&amp;nbsp; You even created the tear!"&lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord looked at the Angel and smiled and said, "I'm afraid you are wrong again.&amp;nbsp; I created the woman, but she created the tear!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thanks Sir Jef (Minandang) for passing the story to me... I kind of appreciate more being a woman and a mom! = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I will miss you po and the KCC family...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Mr. Ramon N. Ang&lt;br /&gt;
MIS Director&lt;br /&gt;
KCC Property Holdings, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;
Gen. Santos City&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dear Sir Ramon,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I would like to tender my resignation effective 11 April 2011.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am hoping that you would understand that I have had hard time joggling my schedule as a working mother. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I do understand the load and volume of tasks our group must accomplish at this point but as a mother, I know that I can no longer contribute effectively in our team.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am hoping for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Respectfully Yours,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;A store that sells  husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to  choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a  description of how the store operates. You may visit the store ONLY  ONCE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;You may choose any man from a particular floor, or you may choose to  go up a floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the Building!  So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor 1 - These men have jobs and love the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The second floor sign reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor 2 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, and love kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;The third floor sign &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;reads: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor 3 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, and are extremely good looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She goes to the fourth floor and sign reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor 4 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead good looking and help with the housework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Still, she goes to the fifth floor and sign reads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor  5 - These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are drop-dead  gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;She is so tempted to stay, but she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;goes to the sixth floor and the sign reads: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Floor 6 - You are visitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; 4,363,012 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;to this floor. There are no men on this floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store. Watch your step as you exit the building, and have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr class="hY hM"&gt;&lt;td class="hT hM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hU hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hS hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hV hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="cf hX"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr class="hY hM"&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr class="hY hM"&gt;&lt;h1 class="ha"&gt;&lt;span id=":m2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;td class="hW hM"&gt;Old, yet still funny way to request for a raise if you are to shy and don't know how to ask your boss&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hW hM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hU hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hS hM" style="background-color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hV hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hW hV hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="hU hM" style="background-color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="gH"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="gH" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ii gt" id=":ln" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div id=":lo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Bo&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In thi&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; life, we all need &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ome thing mo$ t de&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;perately. I think you &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hould be under&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;tanding of the need&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of u$ worker$ who have given $o much $upport including $weat and $ervice to your company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ure you will gue&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; what I mean and re&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;pond &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;oon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;incerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Norman &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The next day, the employee received this letter of reply :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;rman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I k&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;w you have been working very hard. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;wadays, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;thing much has changed. You must have &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ticed that our company is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;t doing &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ticeably well as yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;w the media is reporting that the world's leading eco&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;mists are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;t sure if the United States may go into a&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ther recession. After the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;vember presidential elections things may turn bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;thing more to add &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;w. You k&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;w what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Original Quote &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, She's yours, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, She never was.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The New Versions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pessimist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she ever comes back, She's yours, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, As Expected, She never was... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Optimist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't worry, She will come back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suspicious: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she ever comes back, Ask her why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Impatient: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't come back within one hour, Call her up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Patient: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't come back, Continue to wait until she comes back ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Playful: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... * &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, and if you love her still, set her free again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* Repeat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;C++ Programmer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If(you-love(m_she)), m_she.free() &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If(m_she == NULL), m_she= new CShe; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Animal-Rights Activist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lawyer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Second Amendment of the Matrimonial Freedom Act clearly states that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bill Gates: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, I think we can charge her for re-installation fees &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But tell her that she's also going to get an upgrade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Biologist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She'll evolve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Statistician: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she loves you, The probability of her coming back is high &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, Your relation was improbable anyway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Schwarzenegger's Fan: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SHE'LL BE BACK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;HR Specialist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free by Offering her VRS and other benefits ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then outsource her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MBA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free instantaneously and ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Look for others simultaneously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Psychologist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, Her super-ego is dominant &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't come back, Her ID is supreme &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't go, She must be crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Somnambulist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, It's a nightmare &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, You must be dreaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ERP Functional Expert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, Map her into your system &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, Carry out a gap-fit analysis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finance Expert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, It's time to look for fresh loans &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, Write her off as an asset gone bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Marketing Specialist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you love someone, Set her free ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she comes back, She has brand loyalty &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If she doesn't, Reposition the brand in a new market&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thanks’ to the original author… though my best friend sent it to me, Id probably thank the one who wrote this one &amp;nbsp;and give lots of thought. &lt;i&gt;Salamat&lt;/i&gt; for the laughs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Men would get reputations for sleeping around. 

Singles bars would have metal detectors to weed out men hiding wedding rings in their pockets. 

A man would no longer be considered a "good catch" simply because he is breathing. 

Fewer women would be dieting because their ideal weight standard would increase by 40 pounds. 

Shopping would be considered an aerobic activity. 

"Ms." Magazine would have an annual swimsuit issue featuring scantily clad male models. 

Men would not be allowed to eat gas-producing foods within two hours of bedtime.  

Men would be secretaries for female bosses, working twice as hard for none of the credit.. 

Little girls would read "Snow White and the Seven Hunks" 

Men would earn 70 cents for every dollar women made. 

Men would bring drinks, chips and dip to women watching soap operas. 

Men would HAVE to get Playboy for the articles, because there would be no pictures. 

Men would learn phrases like: "I'm sorry", "I love you", "You're beautiful", "Of course you don't look fat in that outfit." 

Men would be judged entirely by their looks, women by their accomplishments.

Men would sit around and wonder what WE are thinking. 

Men would pay as much attention to their woman as to their car. 

All toilet seats would be nailed down. 

Men would work on relationships as much as they work on their careers. 

TV news segments on sports would never run longer than 1 minute. 

All men would be forced to spend one month in a PMS simulator 

During mid-life crisis, men would get hot-flashes and women would date 19 year olds. 

Overweight men would have their weight brought to their attention constantly. 

After a baby is born, men would take a six-week paternity leave to wait on their wives hand and foot. 

For basic training, soldiers would have to take care of a two-year olds for six weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-5951054186804030494?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div id="cg_msg_content" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when your eyes meet across a crowded room.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when your tongues meet across a crowded room.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when your belt won't meet around your waist, and you don't care.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when intercourse is called making love.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................all other times.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............what's intercourse?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you argue over how many children to have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you argue over who gets the wet spot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when you argue over money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you share everything you own.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you think twice about giving your partner bus money or money for any reason.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when the bank owns everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when it doesn't matter if you don't climax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when the relationship is over if you don't climax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............what's a climax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you phone each other just to say&amp;nbsp; "Good day".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you phone each other just to organize sex.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when you phone each other to find out what time your son's game starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you write poems about your partner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when all you write is your phone number.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when all you write is checks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you show concern for your partners' feelings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you couldn't give a shit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when your only concern is what's on TV.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when your farewell is "I love you darling.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when your farewell is "So, same time next week?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when your farewell is silent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you are proud to be seen in public with your partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you only ever see each other in the bedroom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when you never see each other awake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when your heart flutters every time you see them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when your groin or privates twitches every time you see them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when your wallet empties everytime you see them. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when nobody else matters.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when nobody else knows.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when everybody else matters and you don't care who knows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when all the songs on the radio describe exactly how you feel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when it's just the same mushy old shit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when you never listen to music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when breaking up is something you try not to think about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when staying together is something you try not to think about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when just getting through today is your only thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE......................when you're interested in everything your partner does.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LUST.......................when you're only interested in one thing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; &lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE............when  you're not interested in what your partner does and the one thing  you're interested in is your sports score.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remember, this is a joke.&amp;nbsp; You can still be in love and with lust in marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr class="msgHeaderContainer" id="0_messageHeaderToContainer"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;another ironic and humorous differences about men and women, aside from how yo spell the "M-E-N"&amp;nbsp; and "W-O-M-E-N"; women takes the spelling of a men, even longer than "Men", &lt;i&gt;lol.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Making a Woman Happy vs Making a Man Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;How to Make a Woman Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's not difficult to make a woman happy- a man &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; needs to be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a friend&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a companion&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a lover&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a brother&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a father&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a master&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a mentor&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a chef&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;an electrician&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a carpenter&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a plumber&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a mechanic&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a decorator&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a stylist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a sexologist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a gynecologist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a psychologist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a pest exterminator&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a psychiatrist&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a healer&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a good listener&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a smooth talker&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;an organizer&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;a good father&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;very clean&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sympathetic&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;athletic&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;attentive&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;gallant&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tender&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;tolerant&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;prudent&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ambitious&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;capable&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;courageous&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;determined&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;dependable&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give her compliments regularly&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;love shopping&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;be honest&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;be very rich&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;not stress her out&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;not look at other girls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, THE MAN MUST ALSO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give her lots of time, especially time for herself&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never to forget:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* birthdays&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* anniversaries&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* arrangements she makes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: small;"&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Show up naked&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bring food and drink&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Here's another funny story about differences of men and women:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div id="cg_msg_content" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need because it's on sale.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BATHROOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man has five items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from a hotel.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 481. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;NAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will  very likely affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla,  Peanut-Head and Scrappy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;EATING OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom are  more likely to each throw in a $20, even though it's only for  $32.50.None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually  admit they want the change back.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the women get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Women love cats.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change and she does.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A woman will dress up to go 4 shopping, to water the  plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, and read the  mail.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A man will dress up for weddings and funerals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;NATURAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Women somehow deteriorate during the night.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OFFSPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children.  She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends,  favorite foods,secret fears and hopes and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FINAL THOUGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Any married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, the author is unknown.&amp;nbsp; I know the differences  have been blown out of proportion, but they are funny and somehow  reflect some reality for some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;thanks bhel for this email = )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="cg_msg_content" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Another hilarious but a bit factual stuff about men and their women...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do men die first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This is a question that has gone unanswered for centuries...... but, now we know.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you put a woman on a pedestal and try to protect her from the rat race...you're a male chauvinist.&lt;br /&gt;
If you stay home and do the housework...you're a pansy.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you work too hard...there's never any time for her.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't work enough...you're a good-for-nothing bum.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she has a boring repetitive job with low pay...this is exploitation.&lt;br /&gt;
If you have aboring repetitive job with low pay.....you should get off your lazy behind and find something better.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you get a promotion ahead of her.....that is favoritism.&lt;br /&gt;
If she gets a job ahead of you......it's equal opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you mention how nice she looks......it's sexual harassment.&lt;br /&gt;
If you keep quiet..........it's male indifference.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you cry............you're a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't........you're an insensitive bastard.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you make a decision without consulting her......... you're a chauvinist.&lt;br /&gt;
If she makes a decision without consulting you...... she's a liberated woman.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you ask her to do something she doesn't enjoy....... that's domination.&lt;br /&gt;
If SHE asks you.........it's a favor.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you appreciate the female form and frilly underwear...... you're a pervert.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't..............you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you like a woman to shave her legs and keep in shape..............you're sexist.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't.................you're unromantic.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you try to keep yourself in shape................you're vain.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't................you're a slob.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you buy her flowers.............you're after something.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't....................you're not thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you're proud of your achievements........ you're full of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't....................you're not ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;
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If she has a headache............she's tired.&lt;br /&gt;
If you have a headache.............you don't love her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you want it too often.........you're oversexed.&lt;br /&gt;
If you don't..........there must be someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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Men die first because they want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-2473253433997605939?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What is the difference between girls aged: 18, 28, 38, 48, 58, 68?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, this is politically incorrect, but hope you appreciate the humor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/18_funny_girl_animation.gif" width="250" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 18 - You tell her a story and take her to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/28__funny_girl_animatio.gif" width="78" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 28 - You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/38_funny_girl_animatio.gif" width="91" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 38 - She tells you a story and takes you to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/48_funny_girl_animation.gif" width="153" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 48 - You tell her a story to avoid going to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/58_funny_girl_animation.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 58 - You stay in bed to avoid her story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://www.berro.com/animations/age_women/68_funny_girl_animation.gif" width="152" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;At 68 - If you take her to bed, that'll be a story!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmyRXCh4hvg/TVXsc6CxKGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BioJk-Q37hs/s1600/The+illusionist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dmyRXCh4hvg/TVXsc6CxKGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BioJk-Q37hs/s640/The+illusionist.jpg" width="447" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;2006's movie "The Illusionist"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;Last night, I was dead bored; I tried browsing through our laptops' folders. I thought of watching few past episodes of Glee (whom Dr. Doogie Houser, MD was a guess actor). Funny, I never remembered the actors name name who played Dr. Houser, but I clearly remembered the show.&amp;nbsp; As well as those actors from "Wonder Years" and "Ally Mcbeal"; I have known the actors because of what show I first saw them, &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TGLY9B5jLuQ/TVYBxPeXYEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/901I3jD3DKk/s1600/Titanic_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TGLY9B5jLuQ/TVYBxPeXYEI/AAAAAAAAAP4/901I3jD3DKk/s200/Titanic_poster.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1997's Box Office Love story hit, "Titanic"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;But as I was half way watching re-runs of Glee, my boredom grew. So I tried opening the file Illusionist. Thinking that the film is a suspense driven film plotted on early century days, (which obviously shows the actors outfit), I have convinced my self that I am prepared to be scared. And &amp;nbsp; As far as I remembered, the file was in our laptop for a year already but I am not fond of scary movies that I didn't even take a time to open it.&amp;nbsp; But I did watch it anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJK3IHMMQck/TVYCctvZlcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/L2FJA7EZlYo/s1600/somewhere+in+time.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pJK3IHMMQck/TVYCctvZlcI/AAAAAAAAAP8/L2FJA7EZlYo/s320/somewhere+in+time.jpeg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All Time Favorite Romantic Movie, "Somewhere in Time"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;As the movie started, it didn’t even stimulate my feelings yet. Not until I understood the flow of the story. I never thought, it be a wonderfully, unique and astonishing love story. Not of typical, booing, and irky vampire-human love story like “Twilight”.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stzW2i7WW_Y/TVYDb40GaKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nxR6jeSk-kY/s1600/romeo+and+juliet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-stzW2i7WW_Y/TVYDb40GaKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nxR6jeSk-kY/s200/romeo+and+juliet.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.unm.edu/~popejoy/Press/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Illusionist is one of the most delicate but wonderfully love tale twist I have ever seen in my life (Of course next to Christopher Reeves and Jan Seymour’s “Somewhere in Time” and Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet) .&amp;nbsp; If it should have been promoted well same ad exposure to lame teeny buffer movies like Twilight, it must have gained more audiences more than if “Titanic”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGL22r8qrvE/TVYBYixghmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/C4M-N9bqygk/s1600/twilight-movie-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGL22r8qrvE/TVYBYixghmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/C4M-N9bqygk/s200/twilight-movie-poster.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overrated but lame Vampire Movie "Twilight"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The characters were perfectly portrayed, Eisenheim’s character was adoringly matches of real magician’s trait (like of real magicians like David Blaine and our local Erik Mana). Jessica Biel whom I fondly recall her teenage years at 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Heaven as Pastors 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; eldest child, was convincingly portrayed a real royal socialite duchess. Meanwhile,&amp;nbsp; Paul Giamatti &amp;nbsp;plausibly rendered an innocent, dignified but intelligent officer as&amp;nbsp; Police Officer Uhl. On the other hand, Rufus Sewell dignified a villain’s role. The ensemble, story, plot, lights, costumes, and the dialogues were flawlessly presented. I was just a bit confused about the magician and the orange tree which disappeared for no reason. I was so dismayed I wasn’t able to watch it on big screen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Famous Modern day Illusionist, David Blaine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Illusionist was wholly and rightly researched and inspired by true accounts in Austrian and European history. &amp;nbsp;The Characters of Eisenheim and Prince Leopold was inspired by film director &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sergei_Eisenstein" title="Sergei Eisenstein"&gt;Sergei Eisenstein&lt;/a&gt; (1898–1948) as the real life first Illusionist (but actually direcor, when film was not yet known), and crown prince &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franz_Joseph_I_of_Austria" title="Franz Joseph I of Austria"&gt;Franz Joseph I of Austria&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;The crown prince also committed suicide, right after he killed his mistress, which sparked controversy on the late royal empire of Austria. Same tragedy, and media attention ex-General Angelo Reyes suicide and corruption accusations controversy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8mP_bAolqA/TVYA3_j6JtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/WFVMVaoOr5A/s1600/Secretary_Angelo_Reyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J8mP_bAolqA/TVYA3_j6JtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/WFVMVaoOr5A/s200/Secretary_Angelo_Reyes.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Controversial Suicide of Gen. Angelo Reyes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In our local dialect, I would say that “The Illusionist” is &lt;i&gt;astig&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’ll rate it&amp;nbsp; 9 out of 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pictures from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Illusionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Illusionist_%282006_film%29"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Illusionist_%282006_film%29&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilight.html"&gt;www.stepheniemeyer.com/&lt;b&gt;twilight&lt;/b&gt;.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somewhere in Time&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1296943135"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movieposter.com/poster/MPW-29497/Somewhere_in_Time.html"&gt;http://www.movieposter.com/poster/MPW-29497/Somewhere_in_Time.html&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;David Blaine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Blane"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Blane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Angelo Reyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angelo_Reyes"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angelo_Reyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span id="search" style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="f"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titanic_%281997_film%29%20"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Titanic_%281997_film%29 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-4642341287730478543?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;If you don't have any plans this Valentines ye, please contact Arce @ 0917 7189058...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;He'll be happy to make your Heart's day meaningful = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-8796325005789628325?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Luckily, Dad is supportive of my ordeal at that time. I can’t even recognize from what is right to wrong, can’t distinguish what is reasonable from what was not, can’t think straight for what should be the proper reaction and what not suitable response was, and what must be justifiable reasoning to what is unacceptable. It’s more than a hard day for me. Given, that in line with our family blood; we have history of manic, panic and schizophrenia conditions. Thank God I have a loving husband to understand and care for me. I would suddenly catch from crying spell out of nowhere, even when I am just walking or sitting alone. My office mates could tell that something’s wrong with me. I walk as if I float and was not aware if I bump with someone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dad has always been a hero. He comes to the rescue when in times like these. After his tedious and tiring work; he went to our office and he treated me out for a date. Even without talking, he eased the pain that I felt. We hang out at Robinson’s food court and waited for me to post an FB shout out. Then, after we had dinner, we watched “Season of the Witch”. &amp;nbsp;Though, I did not fully appreciate the plot as well as the movie spills which how the story goes, it kid of entertained us a bit. We rather watched “Tangled” instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, thanks Dad. It meant a lot when you stayed by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My heart is crushed but it still my spirit is fighting. It's because I have my Dad and Raph by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-6085032974759026706?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;‘These past few days is the most dreaded and depressing days of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Expectations… Once you didn’t meet them, you feel awfully sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You lower your standards… and you still weren’t able to get what you expect… you feel so horribly down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I had a manic depression attack. Yes, I admit it. I honestly say that I am weak. I could not stand feeling defeated and lost. I am used to achieving and receiving recognition and respect that I deserve. But I didn’t receive the treatment that I deserve. It’s so frustrating that I am rapidly losing my value as a professional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I felt hell… I felt more that blurry yellow… I felt terribly awful… I felt like crying the whole day.. .I felt like loosing my sanity… I felt degraded…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I lost myself for a moment… &lt;i&gt;weep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-3969675969798768465?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;My Kung Hei Fat Choi Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;Well, well, well… 2010 passed.. Welcomes 2011.. Again, another New Year celebration by our Chinese brothers. Last December 31, 2010, before 12Midnight strikes, I wrote the following lists as to my new stuffs to do and to give up this 2011. Though it started with a very long list, but I manage to trim it down to fewer easier ones = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No soda for all the days of 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do good at my job and whatever task I had committed (but lately, I kind of so depressed with what had happened at work. ‘Tell you about this some other time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Regular quiet time (so tough to keep this with all the negativity and too much work to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Save at least PhP1, 000.00 every month to Rap’s savings account (I hardly can’t save 500 a month, sigh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Organize dad and Rap’s birthday climb this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pay the remaining PhP7, 000.00 we owe from Mamang Nena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp; At least&amp;nbsp; 2 blogs a week (too hard to keep up with my interest to write and my schedule)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;I do hope I can keep up with this list. These resolutions are harder than I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-2867606012904696084?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another worst situation today, is that I have an inconsiderate office mate. Everyone knows I am in deep shit these past few days; he annoyingly threw me with inconvenient jokes which pushed me to my limits. Patience… I lost you again. Why won’t you stay permanently in my heart, mind and soul? What will I do to have you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-3838834413897419264?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;i&gt;Spent more than 8 hours a day on this work space'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Actually, job interviews are not really hard questions. They are just questions with which either relates with what you wrote on your resume or basically questions that just exemplify your character as a worker and as a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Common questions during interviews (which I easily and impressively persuade interviewer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;brag brag brag lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;) are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;‘Tell me something about yourself.’ Or ‘Describe yourself’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;‘What is/are your strength/s’, followed by ‘Your weakness’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;‘If we’ll hire you, what would you do with the company’ or other interviewers may ask ‘What is your edge against other applicants’ or tactfully statement may vary like ‘What would you offer the company’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;‘Why would you like to work with our company’ or ‘How did you know about the company and the vacancy’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If it’s not your first job, most likely interviewer will be curious, asking you ‘Why did you left your former company’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;‘Have you been in the situation where you have hard time dealing with your boss or co-worker or may be a friend or a family member ’, testing if you are a anti-social person, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;harhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; Be careful in answering his. Or best, if you have had past difficult times with difficult people; just pretend that you hadn’t ever experienced it in your entire existence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;img alt="*" height="13" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RONAF%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" width="13" /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And more!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I easily responded to those questions without a wink! Those were easy for me not until the following questions were asked from me few weeks ago. It was a disgrace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;First: An interview with my background investigator. Aside the fact that the&amp;nbsp; our company’s private investigator had hard time setting schedule for my interview, I was damn bored with his background check questions. (like who’s my father, mom, my siblings and their spouses’ names- I don’t even know their real first names!, etc.). Then suddenly a familiar but unanswerable question popped out on my investigator’s mouth: ‘&lt;b&gt;Who is your best friend at work?&lt;/b&gt;’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;‘Oh, God! (I had few moments of silence) This is an easy question but I am not able to answer.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Again the investigator asked me, he must be thinking I wasn’t able to hear him&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So, I hurriedly answered him any name then. I thought of Silver’s name. The most silent and proper gal in the MIS Tech office. She may probably not mind if I’d use her name as my best friend. After the interview, I can’t still get over with that question. A lot of questions lingered on my mind as I ride on a bus going home. Why didn’t attached myself to my new co-workers? Why did I suddenly stop having one true best friend? Am I traumatized with my past close friend? oes Silver Mae consider me as a good friend?... And the questions goes on….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Another tough question I had ever heard was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;During an interview for my regularization, a question which I never thought would be asked by our company president&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'26 Years from now, and your son is getting married in a few minutes; As the mother of the groom, what would the legacy in form of advice would you want to share to your son?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Darn it! I lost it! I blew the one question which I may possibly impress our company president! I totally flunk to grab the once in a life time chance to have a face to face talk to a person like him, but I blew it off! It was a damn hard beauty contest-like question. However I confidently answered from my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ‘I would hug my son and tell him that I love him and he I am not really asking him to be rich and to be materialistically successful, just enough to be a good Chritian and live a simple life doing everything in God’s glory; the way we (his dad nad I) raised him… ’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;But, sadly, Mr. President was not satisfied with my answer. He rephrased the questions and stated example of advices himself. He wanted me to assume that all my future dreams were already accomplished and I have to boast it to my son as an example. I get his point but I was afraid that I would be looking like a too mended-air headed, boisterous and too pre-assuming mom in that case. I told him respectfully&lt;i&gt;, &amp;nbsp;‘I can’t,&amp;nbsp; I would totally sound so-pre-assuming if I would do that. Unlike you, you are already an accomplished person, so it is easy to be proud of your won true accomplishment…’&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then he told me to just have confidence. He then followed up more questions regarding on what I wrote at my resume. The interview was over but not me thinking (‘till now!) about the beauty-contest-like question.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;More depressing, a co-worker was also asked same question and he is proud that he answered it satisfyingly. &lt;i&gt;Hays, asar. Feeling ko ang bobo ko tuloy! I had faced and talked tomost of our country’s &amp;nbsp;prominent people from government and other private companies like Ping de Jesus, former Sen. Salonga, Sen. Loren Leagarda, and even businessman tycoon Henry Sy… but I had never tongue-tied like that before!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;If you are to be asked with that question? How would you answer it?&amp;nbsp; = (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;I am definitely not Pro-Cory, though I am deeply saddened when she passed away. And I am a bit fan of Kris' annoying tactlessness (a thief hates another thief ey? lol); it’s not enough to say that I liked yellow then; nor because of my jaundice skin. Yellow, since the Bio Man days, I feel like Yellow 4 perfectly fits my description. (Those who do not know about what I am mumbling about, never mind; &lt;i&gt;Panahon ko’to hehehe&lt;/i&gt;). Another reason why I love the color yellow is the bright color which makes me happy (instead of pink and purple?! I find these colors as too girly for me which I have hard time pulling clothes in these shades). For me Yellow glows that it draws a happy and gleeful mood on me. Whenever things are not going my way, I’ll just wear something yellow or eat something yellow (like mango or cheese ice cream with pancakes? &lt;i&gt;Mmmp, sarap!&lt;/i&gt;). Everything will be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;But have you ever heard the idiom, “I feel yellow”? People who I heard say this phrase is too darn down to be jolly and too stubborn to be with. Totally the opposite of how I thought I knew yellow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;The day I Felt a Different Shade of Yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever felt once in your life too sad and too depress that you think no one will be able to cheer you up and no body will ever understand how you feel? It’s to damn stressful. The feeling is totally unexplainable. All you did was cry; shed a tear and a long silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;This is how I felt a different Yellow. I feel feverish Yellow. Unusual color shade of color Yellow. I feel yellowish….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;pictures from: &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;1.http://www.google.com.ph/imglanding?q=yellow+flower&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=tl&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tbs=isch:1&amp;amp;tbnid=T_p_auXXQvKWtM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.allposters.com/-sp/Black-and-Yellow-Butterfly-on-Yellow-Flower-Posters_i3721253_.htm&amp;amp;imgurl=http://cache2.allpostersimages.com/p/LRG/27/2740/T5PND00Z/posters/black-and-yellow-butterfly-on-yellow-flower.jpg&amp;amp;ei=YjU-TbfYFYWucMrA_PQB&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;h=300&amp;amp;biw=1360&amp;amp;bih=605&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond; font-size: 13pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;2.http://www.google.com.ph/imglanding?q=yellow+flower&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=tl&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tbs=isch:1&amp;amp;tbnid=bWGjxSvXJYzB_M:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.blueberryforest.com/evi-dolls/evi-dolls.htm&amp;amp;imgurl=http://www.blueberryforest.com/images/images-evi-dolls/evi-doll-yellow-flower-fairy-300x325.jpg&amp;amp;ei=pending&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;h=325&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;oei=-jQ-Te6cNoPEcLKozNYB&amp;amp;esq=16&amp;amp;page=4&amp;amp;tbnh=146&amp;amp;tbnw=133&amp;amp;start=56&amp;amp;ndsp=19&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:9,s:56&amp;amp;biw=1360&amp;amp;bih=605 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-4775143336214429046?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To start with, as the 2010's first quarter ends, it was a bit troublesome (and somehow depressing) for me. This was one of the not so nice instance of my life. 'Had to deal with difficult students at NDMU (oh, I regretted to have handled Thesis and graduating students, lol). The next quarter 'till December 2010 has been quite a ride: had to go through petty struggle with my husband and Aunt-in-laws' relationship, had to adjust to new working environment and new culture, and has to&amp;nbsp; realize who were my true friends are (some who I thought were important to me and I to them were *lost, some gained and now I am really careful, and there were those who remain and are as sturdy as an oak).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know you are not interested with what are the major stuff happened to me last year (but here it is anyway):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Gave up teaching and moved back to hands-on IT stuff at KCC Property Holdings Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Had to deal with my fear (secret, not related with my fear of rats though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Attended my best friend's wedding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Transformed myself into dressing up ( and I bravely wore contact lens! Blue, that is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Gave Dad nice gifts (first time in our marriage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I saw him very satisfied with the gifts I gave him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;; of course nothing beats Rap as my best gift ever lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Asked my youngest brother to try life here in Mindanao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My 2010 will not be as exciting as it is without the following to thank to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Joanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, at your young age, you inspire me to become a better person for Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Auntie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Letty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, a woman of patience and virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Auntie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Celia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, a woman of strength and generosity &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;you showed me that I can still put my head up even when everything seems falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Janine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Jay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;who encouraged me to be joyful, be content and maximize what I currently have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Mamang, Papang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Elaine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
Emily, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;kayo na po nagging pamilya ko mula ng pagka-bata; Sana madinig nya na ang mga hinihingi nating healing and blessings. Salamat po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, I love you. May distance will not be a hindrance to show my love and gratitude to your love and guidance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Bhel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, my best friend and whom I see as a beauty queen in distress; I will always be here for you no matter what; I am ready to fight your own fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Daneelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who share same blissful wifely and motherly duties; and who unconsciously had blessed me well with her effortless words of encouragement;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Tonette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; and Ms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, whom I always ask God to give them their silent prayers; may it come true this coming 2011! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Kathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kathy and&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Josef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, whom I just seldom see online, has put a smile on my face even in few minutes of conversation;&lt;i&gt; hoy! Mag-asawa na kayo! &lt;/i&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Arman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, who I am grateful for keeping my heads up again for taking courage&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; to tell the truth and showing me that I am worth much more than I know of myself; you brought back my self confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Col Galido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, whom I always look up to as the best boss ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To Ate&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Emy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, or kindness and generosity without asking anything in return; Kudos to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Cynthia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who finally had granted her silent prayer of finally finding herself a partner in life; all prayers of love and healthy baby to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Sharon, Carl, Helen, Richard, Liah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Misyel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, nice seeing you last June; you made my 2010 a nostalgic year for me; Seeing you made me miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;AFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Maria Lourdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; (which Rap fondly calls her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;), your sincere and absolute friendship is superb and endearingly treasured; I couldn’t ask for such respect and honor you made me feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who made me see the reality that not all shinny and glittery objects are genuine gems; thank you for that valuable lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; for the open arms and ears when I need someone to confide in; it’s an honor knowing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;BSIT 2010 NDMU Graduates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, thank you for honing my patience and inner strength&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Maui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;, Glenn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Ludger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; and to all students/co-workers at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;NDMU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; that has been a part of my wonderful, though at times lowly times of my 2010, &lt;i&gt;Salamat po&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To my new found friends at KCC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Erma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Girleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who quietly taught me to wait patiently and be humble; these two, left a mark a virtue of friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, for bridging an opportunity for me to meet wonderfully unique people like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Ramon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, a true leader to look up too, gentle yet can tame a million lion with his discreet&amp;nbsp; ways; I would not be afraid to be called ‘Christian’ if not with his prudent ways; a modern day Paul, close to God’s heart&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Dennis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who is far more loyal and is well trusted with the talents entrusted in him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Alain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who taught all of us patience, understanding and doing more than the best we could offer without expecting too much in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who is never tired of exercising her duty as my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who has annoyingly share common traits with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Ronnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who became seasoning to my usual days at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Engr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Earl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, had seen his ardent&amp;nbsp; and uncorrupted dedication to God's ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Rex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who left us without bidding a proper goodbye to me, who sheepishly tame every lovely lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Roger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and Sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Paolo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, in spite of their achievements’ still remain meek and lowly; I salute your admirable character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who I never figured out why he loves the color black, and who is boyishly and lovingly fine-looking guy next door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Marlon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who do all tasks with commitment and love but still remain quiet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, if there's such a "Breakthrough Artist Award "in KCC, I must say he might have won that award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Cherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who laughs and gossips with me every juicy news and unsettled topics (whether it may be corrections of proper grammar, an actress in distress or work-related topic) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Lala, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;who I see as very intellectual person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;JR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; who I always described as courageously bold (aside from his physical built, &lt;i&gt;hehehe&lt;/i&gt;) and gallant with his sword-like words; fearless though convincingly full of conviction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Renz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, who both shows what the late famous genius Ernie Baron ‘s brainpower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, a former co-coffee addict and now a convert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, for teaching how to value responsibility towards family and extending his patience regardless of instances and sharp words he receives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ma’am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; who bravely speaks her mind regardless of what others may think but instilled motherly advices to all;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ma’am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Chiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, (definitely not Kim Chiu, no,no,no!) for the good example of&amp;nbsp; kind-heartedness and positive outlook in life which you unconsciously inspire me to be a better Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zarla&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, for the bratty but funny stories of her childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jeffrey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; Arce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, for the effortless encouragement you taught me to support and appreciate my husband’s love of adventure (@ Azariel for having the unique and weirdest name which I had ever heard, next to my son’s Raph) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Clieff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; for the wacky and witty acts and tagline which makes my stay at KCC a very lively one (who understate the use of word “existence” even before Bb. Pilipinas Universe Venus Raj did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTekVaEucoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bgx9LQU-Pec/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTekVaEucoI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bgx9LQU-Pec/s200/DSC_0025.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my new KCC Family&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;And to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Jeffer, Gerald, Ma’am Mergie Rose, Sir Dexter, Raymond, Sir Cyrus, Sir Chito, Ma’am Agnes, Ma’am Mariecarl, Sir Domeng, Ma’am Cathy, Sir Rei, Ma’am Lorna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;and to all who (*who I can not recall their names as of this time but I am pretty sure I come across with you everyday of my life at work) had become part of new life at KCC family, you all actually made something out of me far from what I am originally am. &lt;i&gt;Daghang salamat kaayo&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pastor Sam, Ma’am Anne, Ma’am Ethel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, and all my family at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Capital Alliance Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, thank you for enriching and reminding us of our spiritual responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To my adopted family, who demonstrated care and helped me perform my responsibility as a wife, a mother, an aunt, a sister in law, and a daughter in law as well; Kay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Kuya Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Ate Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Tala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Mama Puring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Mama Luming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, I salute you for your unconditional love and faith in God&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Rap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, thank you for the smile and laughter you gave us. You are our best treasure of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;To my hubbyness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; (or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt; as most of our new friends calls you) who literally stayed when I am not in my normal self, who joyously enjoy my boring company, who selflessly takes care of me and Rap, who kept his promise to God and to the law. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;And of course to my All-Mighty-Creator, Savior and Guidance Counselor – my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Lord God Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;, Salamat po ng sobrang sobra sa pabor at&amp;nbsp; pagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Schoolbook&amp;quot;;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Just yesterday, I read a news on yahoo about an Australian boy named Jordan Rice who unselfishly prioritized his brothers safety versus his own life. During the massive flood on Australia, the two brothers were rescued by a team but the boy asked the rescuers to save his younger brother first before him. But it was too late before it's his turn to be saved. What's so amazing and unbelievable is that according to Jordan's family, he has great fear of&amp;nbsp; water. He does not know how to swim at all. But despite of his own weakness and fear he conquered it over his love. His family explains that they could not imagine how troublesome and tragic Jordan went through while drowning to death.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blake, his brother must probably remember his brother's selfless act through his life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jordan Rice, 13-year-old Australian boy a tragic-hero &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Jordan, wherever your are; you are an inspiration. I know that your have a good life now with God; I wonder what would make the world if all people were selfless as you?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;To read more about about the boy who conquered his own fear just to save his brother at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/yblog_upshot/20110113/ts_yblog_upshot/boy-saved-brothers-life-in-australian-flood"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/yblog_upshot/20110113/ts_yblog_upshot/boy-saved-brothers-life-in-australian-flood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-1105405157619593556?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT2ooC8U6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/kjsdsYcpYsI/s1600/Picture+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT2ooC8U6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/kjsdsYcpYsI/s200/Picture+028.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rap, singing with choir using his hand as his mic&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;It has been a family fair to always attend Christmas Cantata on our church. For 5 years of our marriage, we haven't missed any Christmas concert (not that in that 5 years, it's coincidently my husband was the narrator. lol) But last Christmas was way different. Though, every concert, it’s filled with wonderfully rehearsed voices and creatively designed choir formation, last December 26, 2010 was a bit unique. It’s a bit not a typical choir at Capital Alliance  Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT3K__nBGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Q6fqdYGf2SY/s1600/Picture+030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT3K__nBGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Q6fqdYGf2SY/s200/Picture+030.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cantata starts with famously sang Christmas song, "Noel"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;Together with Rap, Mama Luming, and Tala, we arrived early that night, as Pastor Sam reminded us during morning service to come on time for the Christmas Concert.&amp;nbsp; Truly, our pastor has not dismayed us. Seeing those sophisticated and well-designed choir costumes and star quality make-up (by Jared Palmejar,; yes, they did hired a stylist consultant), I might say, I expected the choir presentation to be somewhat classy. Again, I was not dismayed with my expectations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Testimony by Mrs. Rosie D. Montiel, followed by Yzel Arias and Ptr. Samuel Timogtimog&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT4OBKpXLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mDOVRf5QJAc/s1600/Picture+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT4OBKpXLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/mDOVRf5QJAc/s200/Picture+031.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solo, performed by Kim Timogtimog; "The Baby"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;For those who was not able to witness the Christmas Cantata, you missed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt; – Elegantly styled choir members (which I had hard time recognizing who’s who, they were put on their make up fabulously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;– Fascinating Lighting and sound effects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt; – Surprisingly elegantly designed change costumes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 &lt;/b&gt;– Astounding Acrobatic Acts blended on each Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; - Touchy and true to life testimony (though some of the choir member’s testimonies were not clear because you can feel the speaker’s nervousness and husky but crooked voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT40K-fFRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IrscMpl7Lh0/s1600/Picture+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT40K-fFRI/AAAAAAAAAOo/IrscMpl7Lh0/s200/Picture+036.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Offertory intermission in old familiar Christmas song medley; nicely played violin by two siblings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;But what I like most was the Musical Concert’s voice over. He must have perfectly practiced every line he read. A clear and inviting voice hovering over and in between the choirs songs was perfect! (ofcourse! Not that my dearest hubbyness did that part, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT6dp1UNqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LRFkaNuTVG8/s1600/Picture+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT6dp1UNqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/LRFkaNuTVG8/s320/Picture+037.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caught on the Act! Busy behind spotlight, Engr. Rainer Paul R. Formoso and Miss Sharon&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peralta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Curlz MT&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;Though it’s sad that people started to arrive on the last part of the choir presentation, they missed a lot of costume changes, acrobatic acts (which I suspect they also imported a choreographer outside church), delightfully solo acts, touching testimonies and endearing jolly but soulful music; all in one night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT5rQMEcYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4vfUDOqcjb4/s1600/Picture+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I0zKUOKnFVA/TTT5rQMEcYI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4vfUDOqcjb4/s320/Picture+034.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, I wasn't able to enjoy well the Cantata, I have to run after our little Rap outside Church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other Acknowledgments:&lt;br /&gt;
Production Mgr &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Rev. &amp;amp; Mrs. Samuel Timogtimog&lt;br /&gt;
Musical Dir.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Mrs. Perlyn Joy Enriquez&lt;br /&gt;
Choreographer &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Jed Bagius&lt;br /&gt;
Stage Mgr.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Engr. Doroteo Ines, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;
Advertisement &amp;amp; Promotion &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Rev. SAm Timogtimog&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Edmund Francisco&lt;br /&gt;
Program&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Petronio Cagas Jr. &amp;amp; Kurt Buen Timogtimog&lt;br /&gt;
Decoration&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; CYP &amp;amp; Ptr. Herculine Payot&lt;br /&gt;
Lights &amp;amp; Sound &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Mrs. Neptali Tamaro &amp;amp; Engr. Rainer Paul Formoso&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr. Don Cagas&lt;br /&gt;
PowerPoint Presentation &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Michael Joan Ines &amp;amp; Jeffelyn Marie Ines&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kurt Buen Timogtimog &amp;amp; Sharon Faith Peralta&lt;br /&gt;
Costume &amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Jared Palmejar&lt;br /&gt;
Food &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt; Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Doroteo Ines Jr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34787027-4997237209821031616?l=ronasays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In other countries, farmers were viewed as rich and fine living individuals whose government treasure them as their countries' best professionals. Here in the Philippines, most farm owners (most especially the tenants/'trabahador') were one of the poorest of poor. Though they produce the basic commodity of every Filipino, they do not enjoy same privilege of eating a nice plate of meal: worst they may have not enjoyed a good life most of professions which does not relate with agriculture (for your information, agriculture is Philippines' largest industry, but, hell the life of these farmers ). If only Philippine government must have prioritized these farmers. Government will just take a glance on these farmers if they are already suffering death (or not care at all) when media comes in. Where are those promises these politicians promised go? Before elections, there a tons of politicians promised good life, good governance and good agricultural system. &lt;i&gt;Pero asan na ang pangako nyo?!&lt;/i&gt; It's heartbreaking to see my lolo''s hardship to till the land and nobody in his &lt;i&gt;apo (&lt;/i&gt;grandsons&lt;i&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;has even dreamt of being a farmer also? Because my uncles and those farmers in our provinces stayed poor.&lt;i&gt; 'Nak ng kamoteng&lt;/i&gt; import-import na yan! &lt;i&gt;Sana maisip ng mga politiko at mga nasa gobyern&lt;/i&gt;o (I myself worked in the government, I witnessed unfair and corrupt system; though not all , but most) &lt;i&gt;na habang gumaganda buhay nila, me nahihirapan at halos tumirik ang mata sa kakabungkal ng lupa para lang me mapakain sa kapwa Pilipino nila!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;To all the farmers,&lt;i&gt; ipinagmamalaki ko kayo&lt;/i&gt;.You all deserve a good life more than a company president. Please help me pray that this generation and the next one, farmers will have a better and best life ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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