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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 13:34:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>imperfection @ its finest</title><description>where everything that doesn't make sense...does</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>431</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/frenchkys" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-1675496118395551570</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T10:56:46.142+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heal the World</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Action Day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><title>Where I'm From, Everyone's a Hero: A Tale of Two Storms</title><description>&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w13.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/2f0e8429.pbw" width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2f0e8429.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being hit by two terrible storms, one after the other, parts of the Philippine archipelago have been left submerged in murky flood water...and much sorrow for lives lost, homes destroyed, livelihoods crippled. But, as in any tragedy or calamity, the Filipino spirit remains resilient and unwavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leaves all of us to ask: "Why did this happen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many theories, overly complicated analyzations. But the bottom line is that Mother Earth has reached its boiling point and all of these are simply the results of our actions (or inactions). Not just by Filipinos but by the citizens of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late. Sure, we've got our work cut out for us. But for as long as there are clear skies, air to breathe, water to drink, lives to protect, we should never abandon our cause. Save what needs saving, and save the world. Recycle, reuse, reinforce green policies, and remember that other people rely on this finite Earth, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/"&gt;STOP CLIMATE CHANGE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;AFFECT OTHERS.&lt;br /&gt;MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many relief operations and donations from within the country and abroad have helped our ailing brothers and sisters, and for this we are very grateful as a nation. But the nightmare is still far from over for most. Many have completely lost their homes and are still taking refuge from evacuation centers, relying on relief assistance for food and water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to provide ANY kind of assistance, go to the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/landing/typhoon-ondoy.html"&gt;Google Help Typhoon Victims in the Philippines&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read other Blog Action Day posts, go to &lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org/"&gt;BlogActionDay.Org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-1675496118395551570?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-im-from-everyones-hero-tale-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-9076971579201411192</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 02:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T10:26:03.305+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heal the World</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Silverscreen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Celebs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><title>The Age Of Stupid: How More Stupid Can We Get?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/04-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 445px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/04-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greenpeace.org/seasia/en/press/releases/age-of-stupid-premieres-in-t"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 418px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/02-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also featuring Moby, Radiohead's Thom Yorke, Gillian Anderson, Kofi Annan, Mary Robinson, Heather Graham, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greenpeace.org/international/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 46px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/01-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-9076971579201411192?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/10/age-of-stupid-how-more-stupid-can-we.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-6921989832391723693</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T03:09:50.364+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Filipina Pride</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless: Uhuh, I'll Take 'Ya</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mabuhay ka&lt;/span&gt;, Apl.de.ap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0emNA-Aanr8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0emNA-Aanr8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-6921989832391723693?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-uhuh-ill-take-ya.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-4203659667912220707</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 07:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T15:40:55.782+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heal the World</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Action Day</category><title>Time for a Cool Change</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 291px;" src="http://www.blogactionday.org/imgs/badges/bad-300-250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-4203659667912220707?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-for-cool-change.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-7759432547340529251</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T18:38:46.986+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Silverscreen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ten On Tuesday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tech Talk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bookworm</category><title>10 On Tuesday: Things I Think Are Cool</title><description>I'm very easy to please, so you could imagine how challenging it was for me to narrow down the coolest things in the world to only TEN. Phew. OK, here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); text-align: left;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. 24-Hour Food Deliveries.&lt;/b&gt; If it's late, it's free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Soap and Dental Floss.&lt;/b&gt; You should try them out some time! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Books. &lt;/b&gt;I have nothing against eBooks and audiobooks; I've read/listened to a few. But call me old fashioned; I'd much rather read a book I can actually hold. You know, turning the pages, bookmarking, and all that jazz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Live Concerts. &lt;/b&gt;Concert DVDs are alright, but nothing beats live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Frankenstein.&lt;/b&gt; Not the monster, but my long pillow (and oldest bed buddy). I call it Franky for short. Angelo has always wanted me to get rid of it. I say to him, "Not yet, Baby. Not yet." lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Anything and Everything Touch-Screen.&lt;/b&gt; Swish and slide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. The Beach.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. TV/Computer/Movie Theater/Radio/iPod/Cellphones.&lt;/b&gt; Any and all portals of media and communication really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Couch Surfing.&lt;/b&gt; Would love to do this someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/jane1958/funny-pics-10016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 258px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/jane1958/funny-pics-10016.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Airconditioning.&lt;/b&gt; In its most literal sense. If you live in these parts, you'd think it was very cool, too.&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/1692724398859828398-7759432547340529251?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-on-tuesday-things-i-think-are-cool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-4155172131257081112</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T22:02:33.405+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Unconscious Mutterings</category><title>On Podcasts, Magic Spells, And Barcelona</title><description>&lt;a href="http://subliminal.lunanina.com/"&gt;LunaNina&lt;/a&gt; says ... and I think ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delayed :: ...reaction.&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsible :: Reckless.&lt;br /&gt;Stupendous :: Could pass off as a spell by Harry Potter or one of his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona :: Would love to go there someday.&lt;br /&gt;Solution :: My favorite part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;Simplify :: ...your life. This afternoon, Angelo and I were like, "if you don't need it, don't buy/keep it."&lt;br /&gt;Crumble :: Cookie!&lt;br /&gt;Podcast :: I used to subscribe to some, but I never find the time to listen to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Conversation :: Communication.&lt;br /&gt;Homepage :: http://frenchkys.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-4155172131257081112?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-podcasts-magic-spells-and-barcelona.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-5988339660504021923</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-15T14:36:05.539+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saturday 9</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><title>Saturday 9: The Longest Time</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk51/astroanswers/l_be950ffa99ff4a8da7ec55fa1027567a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 233px;" src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk51/astroanswers/l_be950ffa99ff4a8da7ec55fa1027567a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What's the longest time that you've waited to meet your date?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh wow. Hmmm. I've always been the punctual type; I'm either early or on the dot. So let's just say I've had my decent share of "waiting" moments. Never a good feeling, waiting. But what do you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. What's the longest time that you've waited for a job interview?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It was in 2007. I had applied for a PR job and I got there on time (surprise). The interviewer wasn't around, but the receptionist assured me she was on her way. Ended up waiting for over 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What's the longest time that you've waited to have sex the first time with someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My lips are sealed on this one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. What's the longest time that you've not gone out on the town?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Two weeks maybe. There's always something going on, which is good, and I'm REALLY thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. What's the longest time that you've worked without a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Never for too long. lol I ALWAYS take my breaks, are you kidding? It's the LAW! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6. What's the longest time that you've not posted on your blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; There've been gaps in my blog, I don't deny it. I mean, the proof's right there on the archive widget. I only blogged once in April. I just got back from the States and I was busy reconnecting with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. What's the longest time that you've been on the computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; It was probably back in late 90's or early 00's, and I would chat with an old friend for hours on end. Camping out in front of the PC was like a regular thing, only getting up to go to the bathroom or to get snackage. I'd say right now, too, because my job involves exactly THIS. I sleep with my laptop most nights, how's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. What's the longest time that you've waited for a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Uh, Giselle, care to expound on this? Hahaha Or you can pass the mic to Cynthia, too. lol I love you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. What's the longest time that you've gone without food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I should probably say NEVER lol but I remember deliberately starving myself back in high school, you know, one of those teenage angsty dark moments. I ended up pigging out at a buffet later that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 62px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-5988339660504021923?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-9-longest-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-6486793028416751893</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T12:19:40.633+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heal the World</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Filipina Pride</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless: For Corazon</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb109/bec_madd/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb109/bec_madd/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite Gospel song. I dedicate it to a woman who I've never met...but love nonetheless. Rest in peace, Tita Cory Aquino. Give my Gramps and Grandma a big hug for me...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;"Ipagpapatuloy ko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt; ~ Corazon Aquino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After death, there is REBIRTH. Sometimes it DOES take a great loss to realize an even greater purpose. It may dwindle, but it will never die. Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDk*NDUwMjc2NzkmcHQ9MTI*OTQ*NTIyNzkyOSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPTBlMmI*NDMwNzk1NzRlY2Y5MGRkMzRiZjVjNDk2ZGFi.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf" height="155" width="218" style="width:218px;height:155px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/myflashfetish-mp3-player.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=26695762&amp;amp;path=2009/08/04&amp;amp;mycolor=080B0D&amp;amp;mycolor2=FFDE05&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFDE05&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=218&amp;amp;oh=155"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-6486793028416751893?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-for-corazon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-1888065787791577463</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 03:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T11:39:53.852+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Uncategorized</category><title>Beautifully Imperfect</title><description>What can I say. Family + Friends + Better Halves + Love + Comedy + Tragedy + Life + Death...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; imperfection at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes out to my crazy family, even crazier friends, and Angelo (I will miss your snores the most).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ALL for being so beautifully imperfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-1888065787791577463?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautifully-imperfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-8148592519628891748</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 10:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T18:49:28.972+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Silverscreen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tech Talk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rave</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless: The Half Blood Prince on Imax 3D</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/07192009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/07192009035.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-8148592519628891748?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-half-blood-prince-on-imax-3d.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-6791970391504853253</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T23:31:59.931+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rave</category><title>10 On Tuesday: Favorite Places To Eat</title><description>Oh, wow, I'm excited and I haven't even begun. OK, here we go. In no particular order...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The Streets of Bangkok (Thailand).&lt;/b&gt; Delish hawker food, spicy sauces, available 24 hours a day. I miss it. Badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Tong Yang (Philippines).&lt;/b&gt; Sizzling hot pot, a spread of awesome raw food, cooked crab and dumplings, their heavenly Tong Yang sauce (oh, man), and unlimited ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Saisaki / Dad's (Philippines).&lt;/b&gt; The best buffet in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Buffalo's Wings N' Things (Philippines).&lt;/b&gt; Friday nights, wings, beer, and good company. Great way to kick off the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Burgoo (Philippines)&lt;/b&gt;. Love, love, LOVE their combo fajitas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. IHOP (USA).&lt;/b&gt; Chicken Florentine and comfort breakfast food served ALL day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Lucille's BBQ (USA).&lt;/b&gt; Meatlovers paradise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Hong Kong Express (USA).&lt;/b&gt; This quaint little Chinese take-out place on the corner of Carson and Western in Cali. I ate their food for DAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Cocoy's (Q.C., Philippines)&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Pares&lt;/i&gt;, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC-4456-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 321px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC-4456-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Dampa (Manila, Philippines).&lt;/b&gt; You buy your food at the market you pick out a restaurant, they cook it for you, then you eat with your hands. Chili crab, buttered and/or tempura shrimps, fresh oysters, baked scallops...keep the rice and soda coming...ahhhh. Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-6791970391504853253?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-on-tuesday-favorite-places-to-eat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-7538773383866660404</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T12:30:20.930+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Fill-Ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bookworm</category><title>Love and Other Impossible Pursuits...</title><description>1. &lt;u&gt;Take-out&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;food deliveries&lt;/u&gt; make a quick and easy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;Love and Other Impossible Pursuits by Ayelet Waldman&lt;/u&gt; is the book I'm reading right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. July brings back memories of &lt;u&gt;of when my Gramps died. It'll be 2 years on Monday&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Angelo falling for me the second he saw me&lt;/u&gt; was obvious. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They say if you tell your dreams &lt;u&gt;to someone, you unknowingly share your juju&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;It's good&lt;/u&gt; to think it over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;u&gt;doing something with the girl/s&lt;/u&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;u&gt;watching Harry Potter again (among other things), with my baby this time, at the Imax, in 3D&lt;/u&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;u&gt;visit my Gramps' grave, have a picnic, and reminisce with my loved ones&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 50px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-7538773383866660404?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-and-other-impossible-pursuits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-2431710544193342169</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-15T00:08:00.326+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless: My New Do '09</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/newdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/newdo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-2431710544193342169?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-my-new-do-09.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-1821059384173574871</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T01:16:00.940+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ten On Tuesday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rave</category><title>10 On Tuesday: Fave 80's Tunes</title><description>1. Billie Jean by MJ. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. With or Without You by U2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In Your Eyes by Peter Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For by U2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The One I Love by R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tempted by Squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thriller by MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't Stop Believing by Journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Pnlhs7grQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8Pnlhs7grQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Pride (In The Name of Love)  by U2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-1821059384173574871?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-on-tuesday-fave-80s-tunes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-1516725191153642595</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 09:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-11T21:54:35.693+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Saturday 9</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><title>Saturday 9: Wedding Bell Blues</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Found this very interesting. Thanks, &lt;a href="http://tp4ww.com/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u125/yankeefan175/wedding.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 235px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1. If you have been or are married, tell us about your wedding. If you are not, tell us how would you want it to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Angelo asked me earlier tonight what I thought about getting married at this little chapel near their house followed by the reception at the basketball court next to it. I laughed. Then, I told him, I really didn't care WHERE we have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What age would you encourage your children to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I don't really think there's a "right" age. For as long as they get their degree and both parties are truly convinced  that they are physically, financially, emotionally, and psychologically ready, then they have my blessing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;3. Who got married at the last wedding that you attended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Angelo's sister and Armand. We were secondary sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you enjoy weddings and receptions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I do, yes. It's always great to be a part of such a happy day in the lives of the people dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you cried at a wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you prefer a lavish event or a intimate ceremony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Not lavish, but tasteful. And yes, intimate. Definitely intimate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever been in some one’s wedding party? If yes, do tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ever since I could remember! I've had my share of the wedding entourage spotlight. Been the flower girl several times. Got my first bridesmaid gig when I was FOURTEEN. Since then, I can't remember how many times I've been a bridesmaid. I was maid of honor TWICE so far. So you can imagine how many dresses I've acquired the last 15 years. Katherine Heigl's got nothing on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does a wedding make you happy and sentimental or grouchy and skeptic?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Happy and sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Why do you think our divorce rate is so high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In our country, we don't have divorce. But the reason why I think the divorce rate is high elsewhere is simply because divorce IS an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-1516725191153642595?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/saturday-9-wedding-bell-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-6947581638796514245</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T15:31:51.113+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Fill-Ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Food</category><title>When It Rains...</title><description>1. The last thing I ate was &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;menudo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;rice&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;A headband&lt;/u&gt; is something I recently bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When it rains, it &lt;u&gt;freakin' POURS&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Our housekeeper&lt;/u&gt; was the first person I talked to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hugs are &lt;u&gt;therapeutic&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;My pillow Frankie (short for Frankenstein) provides&lt;/u&gt; extra comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;u&gt;beer and wings with friends&lt;/u&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;u&gt;chilling with my boyfriend&lt;/u&gt;, and Sunday, I want to &lt;u&gt;learn how to do my own taxes&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 50px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-6947581638796514245?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-it-rains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-8524897708469234321</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 20:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T04:10:00.477+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rave</category><title>Good Mood Tunes: I Gotta Feeling</title><description>Music that just make me want to drop everything and dance/sing out loud...yes, even in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Chl5ftRIjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Chl5ftRIjA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-8524897708469234321?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-mood-tunes-i-gotta-feeling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-5744236288589988660</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T01:15:00.821+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Healthy Wealthy Wise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Silverscreen</category><title>We Are Martians</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Right now, you and me here, put together entirely of atoms, sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron, held down by this force that seems to trouble you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the Milky Way at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light; And admist all this frantic activity, fully cognizant of our own eminent demise - which is our own pretty way of saying we all know we're g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onna die - We reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of entity, sometimes for reasons you're not old enough to understand yet, but a lot of the time we just reach out and expect nothing in return."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;~ David Gordon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martian Child (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t42/ashley721koda/martianchild-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t42/ashley721koda/martianchild-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-5744236288589988660?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-martians.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-5820137652516628755</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 18:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-08T02:42:00.238+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Wordless: "Sisters"</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/P1040937_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 214px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/P1040937_edited.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Wan @ Buffalo's (yes, we ate/drank ALL that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03121-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 371px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03121-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;San Miguel Premium &amp;amp; Ms. Stella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-5820137652516628755?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/wordless-sisters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-2700495884495958136</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T16:39:25.785+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ten On Tuesday</category><title>10 On Tuesday: Things That Turn Me Off About People</title><description>1. People who are full of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People who only befriend you for your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who aren't grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who step on/say stuff against other people just to get ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People who don't respect other people's personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People who take and take (give a little, why don't you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. People who are full of [false] pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People who act all high-and-mighty...what turns me off more is when they order other people around without saying "please" or "thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. People who break their promises. Over and over again. With no remorse whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k139/special_k_18/6squjnk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 250px;" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k139/special_k_18/6squjnk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. A tie between people who cheat on their partners and HOMEWRECKERS. Those are the worst kind of scum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-2700495884495958136?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-on-tuesday-things-that-turn-me-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-215283471298882670</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2009 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-05T14:22:41.892+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Healthy Wealthy Wise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><title>One FLU Over the Cuckoo's Nest</title><description>Went to the hospital on Thursday to get Obie checked. People have been saying, "NOT TO PANIC -- if you have flu-like symptoms, you probably just have the flu." It's just that, with all this H1N1 craziness, it's better to be safe than sorry, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 234px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03123.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A preview of the ER lobby at The Medical City. A sea of people in face masks...not exactly the most calming sight in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 211px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03127.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sight of blood. Nothing I can't handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03126-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 374px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03126-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillaxing with a pack of...NSS (intravenous NaCl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 210px;" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a292/frenchkys/DSC03124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Frizzy - caregiver slash driver slash documentarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Went back yesterday to The Medical City for a follow-up. Turns out it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;the seasonal flu. SO happy to hear it wasn't anything serious. He's still on a few meds for the next 5 days, but all in all, I think he's gonna be fine (thank God). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-215283471298882670?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-flu-over-cuckoos-nest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-3383933748891598702</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-04T02:17:03.070+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">English 101</category><title>Have You Ever Read the Back of a Fake DVD?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii178/Maxninja15/house_md_poster5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 297px;" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii178/Maxninja15/house_md_poster5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A copywriter's nightmare... funny as hell, but painful nonetheless. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Huang Huang&lt;/span&gt;"...what does that even mean?!? Anyone speak Chinese? LOL PLEASE, read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;House, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a vulgar language&lt;/span&gt;, the character of the cynical doctors, a never believe anyone in particular, the patient's own doctor, it is a solution to numerous diseases doctor, "House" is a new medical drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt; House (Hugh Laurie) has no concern for the patients bedside accompanied by the consciousness, but always &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;leaning a crutch to Huang Huang&lt;/span&gt;, as if this will mean he brutal show. In fact, d&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;espite the acts of Guaizhang House&lt;/span&gt;, he is a perfect intuitive diagnosis were excellent. As a medical expert, the house still good at &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;capturing the medical problems in the gate of hell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to save patients.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past four seasons, guiding the House by a young elite team of experts to help him solve the diseases. His good friend, oncology expert James Wilson (Robert Sean Leonard) for his loyalty. At the same time, medical director of the Department, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hospital's head of the Treasury Di Lisa&lt;/span&gt; (Lisa Edestein) &lt;span&gt;between the House and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sincerity of Health dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Although the house is often good to be true because of their responsibilities and act in conflict with her, even then, she has to admit that the house smart enough to offset the trouble he caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that fun? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July, everyone!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1692724398859828398-3383933748891598702?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-ever-read-back-of-fake-dvd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-7248035856690967426</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 15:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-04T00:17:35.195+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Healthy Wealthy Wise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Fill-Ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><title>It's Late, but...</title><description>1. When I heard &lt;u&gt;Angelo wasn't feeling well&lt;/u&gt;, I &lt;u&gt; immediately went to his house to take care of him &lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;TLC is the&lt;/u&gt; best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's late, but &lt;u&gt;I thought I'd do today's fill-ins anyway&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Forgive&lt;/u&gt; always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My eyes have seen &lt;u&gt;many, but not enough&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;Believe&lt;/u&gt; strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;u&gt;finishing up this week's assignments for work&lt;/u&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;u&gt;3 birthday parties and a side-trip to the hospital for Angelo's follow-up with the doctor&lt;/u&gt;, and Sunday, I want to &lt;u&gt;take my baby somewhere nice...hopefully by then he's feeling much better&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 50px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-7248035856690967426?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-late-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-1627473027949399520</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T04:45:00.359+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Uncategorized</category><title>Moody Dating Machine...Any Takers? LOL</title><description>I took this online &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;personality test&lt;/a&gt;, as suggested by a friend. The grammatical errors are making me twitch haha but all in all it still makes sense. Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-1627473027949399520?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/07/moody-dating-machineany-takers-lol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1692724398859828398.post-7567277383896434706</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T18:50:50.591+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nostalgia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musicology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heal the World</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Filipina Pride</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What's News?</category><title>Healed The World</title><description>Michael Jackson, despite controversies surrounding his evolving physical appearance and so-called "extra friendliness" toward young boys, is and always will be an unwavering force in the music industry. He will be remembered by fans and musical contemporaries as someone who had changed the face of pop culture forever (rightfully so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be a hardcore Jacko fan, but I did appreciate his genius. He was a musical alchemist; every song and melody stuck even when we made no conscious effort to like him or his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that this...legend has passed on, we are left with all sorts of memories of him -- the good, the bad, and the ugly. The last two will always be there, that's the undeniable truth. But, if we recognize how brilliant and kind and loving he was as an artist and as a human being, the rest shouldn't really matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at these &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/06/27/michael.jackson.prisoners.thriller/index.html#cnnSTCVideo"&gt;inmates from the province of Cebu in the Philippines&lt;/a&gt; -- convicted felons who, at least at one point in their lives made such grave mistakes against country and God, are now making-over their broken spirits with such powerful, life-altering avenues as music and dance. Their tribute to Michael Jackson is just outstanding. And for a few minutes, you forget why they're all there in the first place. CNN was there and here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ubM8cyQpgKY"&gt;full story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMnk7lh9M3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMnk7lh9M3o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1692724398859828398-7567277383896434706?l=frenchkys.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://frenchkys.blogspot.com/2009/06/healed-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (frenchkys)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
