<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:19:50.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Life to the Fullest...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-6284474924882698697</id><published>2009-10-18T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:49:22.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVER's Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sts4furI4PI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cuMPWEnICzo/s1600-h/image002-lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393967096462369010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sts4furI4PI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cuMPWEnICzo/s320/image002-lp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really a big fan of telenovelas but because my mom loved to watch this show I have no choice to watch it with her… one in particular would be Lover in Paris a Korean series that was translated to Tagalog (oo naman noh… kasi kung hindi puro anyong haseo na lang ang maririnig mo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can remember it’s about a young woman named Vivian who was struggling in Paris. And eventually she worked as a maid for Carlo who is a Business man and the uncle of Martin who is a Bum. The story revolved around the character of Vivian who was turn between Martin and Carlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Filipino version of Lover’s In Paris staring KC Concepcion, Piolo Pascual and Zanjo Marudo, portraying the roles of Vivian, Carlo and Martin. And on the first day that it was shown on television, I can’t help but notice one thing… I find the acting of KC Concepcion a little bit of KULANG… I don’t know, maybe I’m trying to compare her to Kang Tae-young (Vivian).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Stsy-GabkGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QfHtAZy66MA/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393961021161050210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Stsy-GabkGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QfHtAZy66MA/s320/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian’s character is a simple yet spunky girl with an optimistic outlook on life, she may be goofy at times but her warm, spontaneous personality makes everyone gravitate towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a way KC is trying to be spontaneous and warm in her acting, but I guess the spunky and goofy side of her character she can’t deliver. Remember one scene they had with a French man who thought she was a prostitute, if a man would tell you how much for a one night stand. I believe that for a typical Filipinas reaction would be furious, but KC just acted like she doesn’t want to be a prostitute or the way she embraced the scene was really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know KC is a great actress and I really like her… but for me the role of Vivian is not right for her… I would rather love to see KC doing roles of a KONTRABIDA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-6284474924882698697?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/6284474924882698697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=6284474924882698697&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6284474924882698697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6284474924882698697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/10/lovers-review.html' title='LOVER&apos;s Review'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sts4furI4PI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cuMPWEnICzo/s72-c/image002-lp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-4891970247447795759</id><published>2009-10-18T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:06:12.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood</title><content type='html'>Now I know why friends of mine go crazy over TRUE BLOOD… it’s not about Anna Paquin AKA ROGUE… but it’s because of RYAN KWANTEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Stsual7DudI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_HrYlxdNAc0/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393956013097597394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Stsual7DudI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_HrYlxdNAc0/s320/image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously this guy has one hell of a body… pecks, abs, etc… can’t wait for it to watch season 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-4891970247447795759?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/4891970247447795759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=4891970247447795759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/4891970247447795759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/4891970247447795759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-blood.html' title='True Blood'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Stsual7DudI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_HrYlxdNAc0/s72-c/image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-433463090386206319</id><published>2009-10-06T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:55:15.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEE</title><content type='html'>a few weeks ago, one of our agents told me that she cant help but love the new series that she is addicted to... at first she told me that only her partner was the one who is interested in watching it, but for some reason she tried to watch it and guess what... she was laughing her heart out... and when she told me that it was some sort of a musical series, i got curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to admit that I'm a bit addicted to all musicals... yes i memorized some songs from the movie EVITA when i was in college. (yes i love the part of andrea corr and madonna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never had the chance to search for the trailer in youtube, until yesterday when Mae gave me a link thru Facebook... and like whammmm i find myself searching for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if your wondering why... perhaps this video would answer why... i so love GLEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4U-Qz8yzxVQ&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/4U-Qz8yzxVQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-4298916863092732926</id><published>2009-10-04T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T05:59:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5K3UdIiMpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5K3UdIiMpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div 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title='Banned?'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7505113250120405936</id><published>2009-10-04T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T05:47:39.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me To The Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMwGSM0V-iI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VMwGSM0V-iI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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/578858671133068640-7505113250120405936?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7505113250120405936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7505113250120405936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7505113250120405936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7505113250120405936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-me-to-philippines.html' title='Take Me To The Philippines'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-2230142591173894359</id><published>2009-10-04T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T04:58:46.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK RUN... Ayala Cebu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OCTOBER 4, 2009... after 44 mins i was able to complete my first 5k run. well technically mga 3.5K or less na run tapos walk... hehehe but i have made a promise to myself starting tomorrow i will train myself again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiIpK5FwTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XqelKYwqOsE/s1600-h/fun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388707195028619570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiIpK5FwTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XqelKYwqOsE/s320/fun1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiIoDkd2ZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U9FeEzz7ct8/s1600-h/fun3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388707175883200914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiIoDkd2ZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/U9FeEzz7ct8/s320/fun3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time to bond with officemates... teka diba usapan 5k tayo?? bakit sa turning point ng 3k bigla kayong lumiko???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG-oBpXmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/06587SGke1o/s1600-h/fun4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705364603133538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG-oBpXmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/06587SGke1o/s320/fun4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmm i dont know pero sya yata ang nawawala kong kapatid? hahahahha jolibee after the run?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG-OVRpxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/co0o2qk2N2A/s1600-h/fun5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705357706143506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG-OVRpxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/co0o2qk2N2A/s320/fun5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TEAM RUBU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG91Z6rZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/g9V5QshyeYI/s1600-h/fun6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705351014722962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG91Z6rZI/AAAAAAAAAIs/g9V5QshyeYI/s320/fun6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a chance to have a picture with Donna Cruz... god she so cool... hindi ko kinaya ang takbo nya... she was able to complete the 10k run. from now on she will be my inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG9Vw1CQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Vp4thJURI_g/s1600-h/fun7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388705342520887554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiG9Vw1CQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Vp4thJURI_g/s320/fun7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/578858671133068640-2230142591173894359?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/2230142591173894359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=2230142591173894359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2230142591173894359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2230142591173894359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/10/pink-run-ayala-cebu.html' title='PINK RUN... Ayala Cebu'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsiIpK5FwTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XqelKYwqOsE/s72-c/fun1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-6249976604561124913</id><published>2009-10-01T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:43:35.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hope i can still do this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsTp7B0ez-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/lj1rWRXB0tg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387688254552068066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsTp7B0ez-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/lj1rWRXB0tg/s320/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/578858671133068640-6249976604561124913?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/6249976604561124913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=6249976604561124913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6249976604561124913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6249976604561124913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/10/pink-run.html' title='Pink Run'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SsTp7B0ez-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/lj1rWRXB0tg/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-225068731305758296</id><published>2009-09-24T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:00:15.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prime Time Di ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sr-Z-3GyR7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SqqBvEy5BIc/s1600-h/6819_267244205047_174034360047_8727892_6145349_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 513px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386192984581752754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sr-Z-3GyR7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SqqBvEy5BIc/s320/6819_267244205047_174034360047_8727892_6145349_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=528275&amp;amp;id=1077766519" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none;color:windowtext;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-225068731305758296?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/225068731305758296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=225068731305758296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/225068731305758296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/225068731305758296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/prime-time-di-ba.html' title='Prime Time Di ba?'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sr-Z-3GyR7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/SqqBvEy5BIc/s72-c/6819_267244205047_174034360047_8727892_6145349_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-8954050901820809627</id><published>2009-09-23T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:34:31.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a FLIRT???</title><content type='html'>OMG Borj... your such a FLIRT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what my friend told me... when we were about to watch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly i don't know why they said that... perhaps they have this impression about me that I'm really a flirt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is asking a common friend to go out and have couple of beers considered flirting? or perhaps asking someone for a cup of coffee coz your bored as hell and needs someone to talk to also included? or simply borrowing a DVD or texting considered to be a form or flirting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro6yMQgFLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/tOhygHdFHRI/s1600-h/flirting-footsie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384680938433156274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro6yMQgFLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/tOhygHdFHRI/s320/flirting-footsie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just so naive or sooooo insensitive that others see the things i do as FLIRTING. hmmm i don't know... and i don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is that if they think I'm doing the things that I'm doing because i want to have an intimate moment with them, hahahaha sorry to burst your bubble. But that's not how I roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-8954050901820809627?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/8954050901820809627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=8954050901820809627&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/8954050901820809627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/8954050901820809627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-flirt.html' title='Im a FLIRT???'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro6yMQgFLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/tOhygHdFHRI/s72-c/flirting-footsie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7193787244950555007</id><published>2009-09-23T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:00:46.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIGHT SPEECH</title><content type='html'>There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other,we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted,"Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me.Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you." Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro37tFBJvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/woQ-Gmj2dGE/s1600-h/crackedeggfinal4blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384677803327301362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro37tFBJvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/woQ-Gmj2dGE/s320/crackedeggfinal4blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-7193787244950555007?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7193787244950555007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7193787244950555007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7193787244950555007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7193787244950555007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/right-speech.html' title='RIGHT SPEECH'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Sro37tFBJvI/AAAAAAAAAIE/woQ-Gmj2dGE/s72-c/crackedeggfinal4blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-5481368746634174894</id><published>2009-09-21T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:40:31.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel good Film</title><content type='html'>i cant wait for saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SreqkdbMk9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/9I1_JaeO9ds/s1600-h/KimiDora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959422895428562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SreqkdbMk9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/9I1_JaeO9ds/s320/KimiDora.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SreqkJ0FwSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vWf1IrNwjgM/s1600-h/20090903110918835_SBM%2520Angelina%2520%26%2520Yaya%2520005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383959417631129890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SreqkJ0FwSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vWf1IrNwjgM/s320/20090903110918835_SBM%2520Angelina%2520%26%2520Yaya%2520005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more Pinoy films that for me is worth watching.... hope this time I wont be watching this alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/578858671133068640-5481368746634174894?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/5481368746634174894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=5481368746634174894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5481368746634174894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5481368746634174894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/feel-good-film.html' title='Feel good Film'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SreqkdbMk9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/9I1_JaeO9ds/s72-c/KimiDora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-5217975893581451844</id><published>2009-09-21T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:54:26.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWOWEE to Public Office...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;honestly I'm not really a big fan of this show, maybe because I don't see the sincerity of the host or perhaps the way he is treating other hosts and dancers in the show... but i have to admit that a lot of people loves him, despite all the issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after some time being away from the show, after the incident during the burial of former Pres. Cory Aquino. Willie returns to the show with a bang... bringing hopes and happiness to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now whats this i hear.. Willie is running for politics? come on... i know that his show is popular to every pinoys, may it be in the Philippines or in the other countries. but i don't think that's enough reason to run for public office... what is he going to do? make every one dance in the senate? or make them play the hep hep hooray game? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that the intention to help is there... but please there are alot of ways to help... and running for office should be his last priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-5217975893581451844?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/5217975893581451844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=5217975893581451844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5217975893581451844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5217975893581451844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/wowowee-to-public-office.html' title='WOWOWEE to Public Office...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-829749513870955712</id><published>2009-09-20T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:03:29.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Normally i would always wait for the Pirated copy before i would watch a Tagalog film... and i can still remember the number of Tagalog films that i actually watched on the big screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanging Ina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanging Ina nyong lahat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yes... these are the only Tagalog Film that i have watched... so far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but I can say that the recent Tagalog movie i watched was WORTH it... now i know why my mom is a die hard Vilmanian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrZRY45bfDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yQf38DsTCpU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383579892599979058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrZRY45bfDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yQf38DsTCpU/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;at first i was a bit hesitant about watching this movie... but couple of friends from work decided that we have to watch this film all together. And i was convinced. i booked the ticket online in advance. I also remember that i told Jenny that i want to sit beside her coz im afraid that if i sit beside Jona, i would be carried away if she starts to cry... but like the movie there's a sudden twist on what was supposed to be the seating arrangement. It turned out that i was seated beside Mark and Dhon, well enough of the seating arrangement and going forward with the film. It was a comedy mixed with mellow drama and more comedy plus more drama. And as the movie went on... people were making a lot of noise and reacting to what is happening in the film, and when i glanced to where Jenny is seated, i was shocked to see her crying... man... she was the first in our cry, followed by.... (sad to say not me. but the rest of the people I was with - don't want to name names, co'z i might get into trouble if i do so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, i can say that i was also touched by the film. Its good thing that i didn't shed a tear... (like what my friend predicted that would happen) but i can't deny the fact that i can relate to the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrZRGL7_eyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5ny7tMWrNrw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383579571293485858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrZRGL7_eyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5ny7tMWrNrw/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the part of Luis asking for forgiveness from Vilma for dissapointing her again because he is sick. and Luis telling Vilma how she was never contented on the things that he was able to accomplish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Perhaps i can say that my parents never took me seriously nor see me as a different person, but rather see me as a shadow of my brother, who is a biggest dissapointment for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Perhaps maybe like the film i took the opporunity to work in Cebu not only to earn money but to get away from my mom, who never seized to see me as a dissapointment. Knowing that im gay, and is not interested to become an Engr like everyone in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;or was it that i was also acting like my brother... honestly i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all I can is that ''im sorry mom... I can't be the person who you want me to be... co'z i know that i won't be happy'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom I Love You...&lt;/strong&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/578858671133068640-829749513870955712?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/829749513870955712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=829749513870955712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/829749513870955712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/829749513870955712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-my-life.html' title='In My Life'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrZRY45bfDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yQf38DsTCpU/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-2146627723406851929</id><published>2009-09-18T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:42:23.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovers Quarrel Kalye Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;on my way home from Gimik i cant help but notice two guys arguing on the road... its really funny co'z i never seen two guys shout at each other... especially in a public place... and when i say Public Place it's near Mango Square (Gimik Place in Cebu). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;disclaimer: i didn't mean to eavesdrop on the conversation but this what i have so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;G1: ingani man gud ni sya, dugay man gud ka mag tubag gud.. unya nag decide na lang ko na magkuyug nila... tapos iya ko gi pletehan sa taxi and nag kita mi... (it's like this, i took you some time to reply, so i decided to go with them, beside he paid for the Taxi fare when we meet) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;G2: di man inana ang issue... kanang cge man gud ka kiat didto... sa atubangan pa jud nako (i have no issues with that... its because you keep on flirting at the bar... even if I'm right in front of you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;G1: kiat bah... nag sayaw ra man ko... (flirt?.. i was just dancing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;perhaps the second guy realized that other people can hear them... they decided to walk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;again i didn't mean to follow them... but honestly i was also going to the same direction they are going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant hear most of their conversation while they were walking... but i can sense that G1 is giving out a hell of explanation to G2... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and just before i took the turn going home... G2 gave G1 a SLAP on the face...i was shocked by the sound it made... man if that happened to me...  i don't think i can handle it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so i decided to walk pass them and pretend i didn't hear the slapping sound or saw what happened... after passing them for about 20 to 30 meters, i cant help it but had to look back... i saw G2 with his arms around G1's shoulder and kissing him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now that's a scene worth watching... 2 guys kiss and make up after a short but exciting Lover Quarrel...&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/578858671133068640-2146627723406851929?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/2146627723406851929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=2146627723406851929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2146627723406851929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2146627723406851929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/lovers-quarrel-kalye-style.html' title='Lovers Quarrel Kalye Style'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-2986031773244002971</id><published>2009-09-17T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:15:52.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Research confirms that drinking gives you the same benefits yoga does !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Savasana &lt;br /&gt;Position of total relaxation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7wu5J3GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jJ-qjgmiRO4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500581812853858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7wu5J3GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jJ-qjgmiRO4/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Balasana &lt;br /&gt;Position that brings the sensation of peace and calm.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7vkfD95I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vKKMGhrqepI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500561839191954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7vkfD95I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vKKMGhrqepI/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setu Bandha Sarvangasana &lt;br /&gt;This position calms the brain and heals tired legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7YvpzAaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nf1ePQEj7Bs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500169700016546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7YvpzAaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nf1ePQEj7Bs/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marjayasana &lt;br /&gt;Position stimulates the midirift area and the spinal comumn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7XYAj3VI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sjSyqm21588/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500146173173074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7XYAj3VI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sjSyqm21588/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Halasana &lt;br /&gt;Excellent for back pain and insomnia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7WtB7ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KqFcubX7-H8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500134636184930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7WtB7ZWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KqFcubX7-H8/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolphin &lt;br /&gt;Excellent for the shoulder area, thorax, legs, and arms.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7U4CITCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S7U0wT7xUxk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500103230082082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7U4CITCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S7U0wT7xUxk/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salambhasana &lt;br /&gt;Great exercise to stimulate the lumbar area, legs, and arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7USlQe-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LhV4QIVC27w/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382500093176871906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7USlQe-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/LhV4QIVC27w/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ananda Balasana &lt;br /&gt;This position is great for massaging the hip area.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ63QTsrBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LPnrlxqbP_s/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382499594350144530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ63QTsrBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LPnrlxqbP_s/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malasana &lt;br /&gt;This position, for ankles and back muscles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ63G8BDXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/r5T3Qu9UenY/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382499591834897778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ63G8BDXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/r5T3Qu9UenY/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-2986031773244002971?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/2986031773244002971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=2986031773244002971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2986031773244002971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2986031773244002971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/research-confirms-that-drinking-gives.html' title='Research confirms that drinking gives you the same benefits yoga does !!!'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SrJ7wu5J3GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jJ-qjgmiRO4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-1888312849600001880</id><published>2009-09-16T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:26:00.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wish things were as easy as they seem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why is it that is so easy to decide for others and yet so difficult to decide for yourself? could it be that we only consider what we see that is good for the other person and doesnt look at the effect of our suggestions? or are we just simply supporting what our friend has decided? honestly i have been asking myself why i can give solutions to other peoples problems and yet can find a tiny solution for mine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are alot of things that i have placed on hold... simply because i cant decide on what to do... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;these are just some of the things that i want to accomplish before i would reach the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope that it won't be too late if ever i have the courage to do the things that some of my friends have done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-1888312849600001880?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/1888312849600001880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=1888312849600001880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/1888312849600001880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/1888312849600001880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/wish-things-were-as-easy-as-they-seem.html' title='wish things were as easy as they seem...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-5744219505844469338</id><published>2009-09-16T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:09:00.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when will i ever learn?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that im not that lucky when it comes to this... or perhaps im looking at the wrong place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or perhaps i just assumed that there is something between us... i thought i have mastered this game... again im wrong... have i fallen on the same OLD trap? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just cant shake the feeling that im the reason why you sent me this msg... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but if this is what you want... for us not to be even friends, then i respect that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;there is nothing i can do but move on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-5744219505844469338?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/5744219505844469338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=5744219505844469338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5744219505844469338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5744219505844469338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-again.html' title='lost again...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7850598609984551786</id><published>2009-08-19T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:00:57.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the unexpected visit from the past (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SowFbEJVlDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wLfTnt9qX-8/s1600-h/texting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SowFbEJVlDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wLfTnt9qX-8/s320/texting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371674418073670706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well honestly i didn't send any msg or called him after... it took about 2 hours before i sent him a msg saying ''ey your alive... whats up?'' and a few minutes after i recieved a msg from my txtmate saying ''you still remember me?'' well to cut the story short it took sometime to remember the things that we had talked and discussed before... (whew.. i had to remind him some of the things since he practically forgot almost everything) he even asked me for my name... wow this person is really mean... but then again I  politely gave my real name... (yes i did... i usually give out my nick name though but i dont know why i gave my real name) then txtmate started calling me using my name.. i ask him if he could call me by my nick name since most of my friends call me that. as i recalled i asked him to call me BORJ, then the unexpected happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;txtmate: Borj? wait are you from Iloilo?&lt;br /&gt;ME: why?&lt;br /&gt;txtmate: please answer my question...&lt;br /&gt;ME: yes, why?&lt;br /&gt;txtmate: do you know Mike V and IAn Dan?&lt;br /&gt;ME: Who? (pretending not to know the names of my friends)&lt;br /&gt;txtmate: its me.. MARK...&lt;br /&gt;ME: i know your name is MARK but MArk Who? (now i'm thinking that i'm mean)&lt;br /&gt;txtmate: _LiFe_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after receiving this txtmsg i felt cold suddenly.... (my body went from 2009 to 1999) good i cant imagine this... i was 18 that time and i can still remember that there was one guy from Cebu who worked in TransAsia Motors came to Iloilo to conduct some Audit work and yes i was dating that person. i cant believe myself how on earth i can still remember every detail of this event in my life. i can even remember that the popular song that time was also called LIFE by Desiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great of all people i had to be txtmates with my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EX... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/578858671133068640-7850598609984551786?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7850598609984551786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7850598609984551786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7850598609984551786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7850598609984551786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-visit-from-past-part-2.html' title='the unexpected visit from the past (part 2)'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SowFbEJVlDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wLfTnt9qX-8/s72-c/texting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-8186591064117247952</id><published>2009-08-17T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:40:50.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the unexpected visit from my past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SomjTEiqbLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_SZ2589viqQ/s1600-h/texting-pictures-006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371003578647997618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SomjTEiqbLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_SZ2589viqQ/s320/texting-pictures-006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staring at the monitor for the past 30 mins... thinking, Why on Earth am i affected? Why am i acting like this? its not like I'm new at this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of those who will read this, i will share to you a story that is about to unfold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when i have a txtmate who i have chatted in one of the websites here... we had a great time talking about things in life... i was amazed that we even talked about our personal problems in life. Days have turned to months of txting but we haven't had the chance to meet in person due to conflicting schedules and commitments. i had to admit that i was a bit disappointed by this, maybe its faith that we are not ment to see each other... even for a warm cup of coffee. this was even followed by a txt msg saying... ''I'm really sorry if i cant be reached but I'm really having alot of problems... (him trying to tell me that this would be his last txt msg.) although i was shocked to why he wants to end our communication even via txt but i have no choice. i had to let it go and move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess for most of us, we would automatically delete the number on our mobile phones, but for some weird reason i didn't. i don't know but i have been cleaning out my phonebook but never had the muscle to press delete. i really have no idea why i cant do it... until just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Sunday morning, after from a tiring night partying at Mango, i decided to spent my day in bed and when i got up to eat i saw that i have 1 missed call i checked it out to see who it was and was surprised to see his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-8186591064117247952?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/8186591064117247952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=8186591064117247952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/8186591064117247952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/8186591064117247952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected-visit-from-my-past.html' title='the unexpected visit from my past...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SomjTEiqbLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/_SZ2589viqQ/s72-c/texting-pictures-006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-2533969918316518658</id><published>2009-08-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:38:00.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingam...</title><content type='html'>The Sanskrit word for the male sexual organ is Lingam and is loosely translated as "Wand of Light." In Tantra or Sacred Sexuality, the Lingam is respectfully viewed and honored, as a "Wand of Light" that channels creative energy and pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orgasm is not the goal of the Lingam massage although it can be a pleasant and welcome side effect. The goal is to massage the Lingam, also including testicles, perineum and Sacred Spot (prostate) externally, allowing the man to surrender to a form of pleasure he may not be accustomed to. From this perspective both receiver and giver relax into the massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men need to learn to relax and receive. Traditional sexual conditioning has the man in a doing and goal oriented mode. The Lingam Massage allows the man to experience his softer, more receptive side and experience pleasure from a non-traditional perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning the Massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the receiver lie on his back with pillows under his head so he can look up at his partner (giver). Place a pillow, covered with a towel, under his hips. His legs are to be spread apart with the knees slightly bent (pillows or cushions under the knees will also help) and his genitals clearly exposed for the massage. Before contacting the body, begin with deep, relaxed breathing. Gently massage the legs, abdomen, thighs, chest, nipples, etc., to get the receiver to relax. Remind the receiver to breathe deeply and to sink deeper into relaxation.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUXlY4jGTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tAZXc9ObUAc/s1600-h/Lingam05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUXlY4jGTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tAZXc9ObUAc/s320/Lingam05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365220462184044850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour a small quantity of oil on the shaft of the Lingam and testicles. Begin gently massaging the testicles, taking care to not cause pain in this sensitive area. Massage the scrotum gently, causing it to relax. Massage the area above the Lingam, on the pubic bone. Massage the Perineum, the area between the testicles and anus. Take time when massaging the shaft of the Lingam. Vary the speed and pressure. Gently squeeze the Lingam at the base with your right hand, pull up and slide off, then alternate with your left hand. Take your time doing this, right, left, right, left, etc. Then, change the direction by starting the squeeze at the head of the Lingam and then sliding down and off. Again, alternate with right and left hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massage the head of the Lingam as if you are using an orange juicer. Massage all around the head and shaft. In Tantra there are many nerve endings on the Lingam that correspond to other parts of the body. It is believed that many ailments may be cured by a good Lingam massage. The Lingam may or may not go soft as you perform this technique. Do not worry if it doesn't get hard again. You will probably find that it will get hard, then go soft, get hard again, etc., which is a highly desirable Tantric experience, like riding a wave, bobbing up and down. Hardness and softness are two ends of the pleasure spectrum.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUXw2lM5DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j6Sk332O72Y/s1600-h/Lingam011_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUXw2lM5DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j6Sk332O72Y/s320/Lingam011_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365220659134522418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it appears that the receiver is going to ejaculate, back off, allowing the Lingam to soften a little before resuming the massage. Do this several times, coming close to ejaculation, and then backing off. It is important to remember that the goal is not orgasm in and of itself. Men can learn the art of ejaculatory mastery and control by coming close to ejaculation and then backing off on the stimulation. Deep breathing is key here and will soften the urge to ejaculate. Eventually ejaculatory mastery will allow you to make love as long as you want and you can become multi-orgasmic without losing a drop of semen. Orgasm and ejaculation are two different responses that you can learn to separate. The result is a very expanded sex life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sacred Spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find and massage the male Sacred Spot. There is a small indentation about the size of a pea or maybe larger midway between the testicles and anus. Be gentle and push inward. He will feel the pressure deep inside and it may be uncomfortable at first. Eventually, as this area is worked on and softened, he will be able to expand his orgasms and master ejaculatory control. You can massage his Lingam with your right hand and massage his Sacred Spot with your left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try pushing in on this spot when he nears ejaculation. The man may have strong emotions come up during access to the Sacred Spot. Be the best friend and healer he could have in that moment. You, the giver, are creating a place of trust and intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUX-lqH30I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lkEQ-3lCKQU/s1600-h/Lingam012_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 91px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUX-lqH30I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lkEQ-3lCKQU/s320/Lingam012_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365220895109930818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the Massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he feels complete (with the massage), gently remove your hands cover him and keep him warm. Most importantly, allow him to rest quietly for at least five to ten minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-2533969918316518658?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/2533969918316518658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=2533969918316518658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2533969918316518658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2533969918316518658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/08/lingam.html' title='Lingam...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SnUXlY4jGTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/tAZXc9ObUAc/s72-c/Lingam05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-6308083442498098917</id><published>2009-07-25T05:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T05:41:11.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if me FACEBOOK si Rizal</title><content type='html'>wants to share this to the world... what if? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr81fN05CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hh4GVakUL2I/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr81fN05CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hh4GVakUL2I/s320/p1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362376302180754466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at eto ang mga pinag uusapan nila ng kanyang mga ka Berks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr9CyP7dfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vzUi6Au-7_E/s1600-h/p2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr9CyP7dfI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vzUi6Au-7_E/s320/p2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362376530628146674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kung ano pang pwede nilang pagkakwentohan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr9SVOGcrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EGdBDBO3AaE/s1600-h/p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr9SVOGcrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EGdBDBO3AaE/s320/p3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362376797713756850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-6308083442498098917?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/6308083442498098917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=6308083442498098917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6308083442498098917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6308083442498098917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if-me-facebook-si-rizal.html' title='What if me FACEBOOK si Rizal'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/Smr81fN05CI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hh4GVakUL2I/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-5096383305198033893</id><published>2009-07-23T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:59:07.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks to our Companies Water Cheerdance.. i stumbled to a music that i hated at first but started to love after i've learned the steps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY by the Wonder Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know I still Love You Baby.&lt;br /&gt;And it will never change. (Saranghae)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you trying to, to make me leave ya&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;Baby why aren't you listening&lt;br /&gt;How can I just&lt;br /&gt;Just love someone else and&lt;br /&gt;Forget you completely&lt;br /&gt;When I know you still love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me you're not good enough&lt;br /&gt;My life with you is just too tough&lt;br /&gt;You know it's not right so&lt;br /&gt;Just stop and come back boy&lt;br /&gt;How can this be&lt;br /&gt;When we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just, just be like this&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you that I need and nothing else until the end&lt;br /&gt;Who else can ever make me feel the way I&lt;br /&gt;I feel when I'm with you, no one will ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling me you're not good enough&lt;br /&gt;My life with you is just too tough&lt;br /&gt;You know me enough so&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need boy&lt;br /&gt;Right next to you is where I need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want no body, body&lt;br /&gt;I don't want no body, body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey you know it's you that I want, it's you that I need&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you see~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody But You, I want nobody nobody But You&lt;br /&gt;How can I be with another, I don't want any other&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody nobody nobody nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the days when we were so young and wild and free&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else matters other than you and me&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why can't it be&lt;br /&gt;Please let me live my life my way&lt;br /&gt;Why do you push me away&lt;br /&gt;I don't want nobody nobody nobody nobody but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-5096383305198033893?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/5096383305198033893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=5096383305198033893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5096383305198033893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5096383305198033893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/07/nobody.html' title='Nobody'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-343046156232958148</id><published>2009-07-10T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:44:15.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Future of Dating...</title><content type='html'>this was sent to me by a friend... just want to share it to the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SldFkZ11LHI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZfXLuDaNOzs/s1600-h/ATT819437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SldFkZ11LHI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZfXLuDaNOzs/s320/ATT819437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356826773494770802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SldFkGXPlCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xVc3A8p6yFA/s1600-h/ATT819436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SldFkGXPlCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xVc3A8p6yFA/s320/ATT819436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356826768266204194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-343046156232958148?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/343046156232958148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=343046156232958148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/343046156232958148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/343046156232958148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/07/future-of-dating.html' title='the Future of Dating...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SldFkZ11LHI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZfXLuDaNOzs/s72-c/ATT819437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-5461104374329849290</id><published>2009-06-25T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T06:46:12.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers 2: Revenge of The Fallen</title><content type='html'>Finally my favorite movie is now showing... despite all the bad reviews and comments about the film I still find it great and worth the money i spent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all Shia LaBeouf is still sizzling hot. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkNAMEW0woI/AAAAAAAAADA/idAtXqloaT0/s1600-h/shia_labeouf300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkNAMEW0woI/AAAAAAAAADA/idAtXqloaT0/s320/shia_labeouf300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351191358318363266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm really a big fan of this guy when i first saw him in the movie Constantine, but after Transformers, Eagle Eye I'm starting to like this guys sense of humor and acting skills. On the other hand sexy actress Megan Fox is not as foxy as she was on the first Transformers Movie...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkNAbejFIlI/AAAAAAAAADI/qfnyWIkcnUc/s1600-h/megan-fox-sexy-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkNAbejFIlI/AAAAAAAAADI/qfnyWIkcnUc/s320/megan-fox-sexy-b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351191623047127634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i don't know if its just me or man she gained some weight, but according to some reviews she intended to gain weight... i wonder why? but i have nothing more to say about that except that I'm really eager to see the other Autobots they have included in the film. although there were some modification on what they originally look in the comics but i guess for me its still the best. Even if they say that the pace of the film is fast and hard to follow, specially when the Autobots fight scene with the Decepticons, i don't care for me I give the film a 2 thumbs up for the effort to bring the BEST Comics show in the big screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the new addition to the Autobots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM3lttBFsI/AAAAAAAAACI/owmm3E7yYX8/s1600-h/300px-ArceeManga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM3lttBFsI/AAAAAAAAACI/owmm3E7yYX8/s320/300px-ArceeManga1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351181903309379266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the comic version of ARCEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a single consciousness driving three female Transformers that transform into three motorcycles: a pink Ducati superbike,[87] a blue Suzuki B-King 2008,[88] and a purple MV Agusta F4. Although this ability was dropped from the movie, the robots that make up Arcee were once meant to be able to combine into a single robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM5drX4l_I/AAAAAAAAACY/2X6CpPCtvJc/s1600-h/Arcee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM5drX4l_I/AAAAAAAAACY/2X6CpPCtvJc/s320/Arcee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351183964268173298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their version of Arcee in the film, although i have no idea if she died when she was shot trying to save Sam and Mikaela in the film. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcee and Chromia in action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM6lL3ZP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/dPDhhb_nlSg/s1600-h/transformers-20090216-arcee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM6lL3ZP8I/AAAAAAAAACg/dPDhhb_nlSg/s320/transformers-20090216-arcee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351185192760983490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chromia trying to stop Sideways in China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM7jXzgyPI/AAAAAAAAACo/447a1wGrgaE/s1600-h/transformers-200904-showest-chromia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM7jXzgyPI/AAAAAAAAACo/447a1wGrgaE/s320/transformers-200904-showest-chromia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351186261117815026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sideways: is a member of the Decepticons, this is a Silver Audi R8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another addition for the Autobots is Sideswipe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silver Chevrolet Corvette Stingray Concept.[82] Having wheels for feet, he moves around skating, similarly to the way Bonecrusher did in the 2007 movie. He is an expert fighter with his swords and tries to get in close with his opponents. Don't this guy for Sideways since in the film they look almost alike... you will definetely notice this since Sideswipe is the one who destroyed Sideways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM-vhTPBLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HdlzFofCBSI/s1600-h/tf2sideswipe-440x285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM-vhTPBLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HdlzFofCBSI/s320/tf2sideswipe-440x285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351189768360101042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM-vcfk8rI/AAAAAAAAACw/2OFbh8g0Cik/s1600-h/corvette-vision-concept-aka-sideswipe-in-transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkM-vcfk8rI/AAAAAAAAACw/2OFbh8g0Cik/s320/corvette-vision-concept-aka-sideswipe-in-transformers-revenge-of-the-fallen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351189767069692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-5461104374329849290?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/5461104374329849290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=5461104374329849290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5461104374329849290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/5461104374329849290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-2-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Transformers 2: Revenge of The Fallen'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkNAMEW0woI/AAAAAAAAADA/idAtXqloaT0/s72-c/shia_labeouf300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-6471723772868469800</id><published>2009-06-23T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:15:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropical Storm FERIA... great... whats next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC4_IrxipI/AAAAAAAAACA/54kZL5AZ-Xs/s1600-h/storm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC4_IrxipI/AAAAAAAAACA/54kZL5AZ-Xs/s320/storm.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350479752118504082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropical Storm FERIA was estimated based on satellite and surface data at 80 kms Southeast of Catarman, Northern Samar (12.0°N 125.3°E) with maximum sustained winds of 75 kph near the center and gustiness of up to 90 kph. It is forecast to move west northwest at 22 kph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eastern sections of Visayas and the whole of Mindanao will experience mostly cloudy skies with scattered rainshowers and thunderstorms. The rest of the country will be partly cloudy to at times cloudy skies with isolated rainshowers or thunderstorms mostly in the afternoon or evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderate to strong winds blowing from the southwest will prevail over Extreme Northern Luzon and the coastal waters along these areas will be moderate to rough. Light to moderate winds coming from the southwest and southeast will prevail over the rest of Luzon and coming from the southwest to west over the rest of the country. The coastal waters along these areas will be with slight to moderate except during thunderstorms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-6471723772868469800?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/6471723772868469800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=6471723772868469800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6471723772868469800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/6471723772868469800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/06/tropical-storm-feria-great-whats-next.html' title='Tropical Storm FERIA... great... whats next?'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC4_IrxipI/AAAAAAAAACA/54kZL5AZ-Xs/s72-c/storm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-3772874607091293921</id><published>2009-06-23T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:09:21.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumanjog + Moalboal + Beach Volley = The Best RD for me...</title><content type='html'>June 20 2009, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumanjog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and some close friend in the office went to a small town in cebu called Dumanjog for a birthday celebration of our friend Mae. It was a nice 2 hour trip from the City of Cebu. 4 of us were talking the V-Hire as what they call it here in Cebu (Van)we had alot of fun and enjoyed the scenic views... well i know i did, but i cant speak for the other passengers if they did, hehehehehe knowing how noisy we were. We've passed some of the municipalities of San Fernando, Carcar (racrac),Naga, what else??? now i cant remember the names... anyway i was mesmerized by the beauty of the coastal area going to Dumanjog (i cant recall if this is the correct spelling... but it sounds like it.) makes me remember my hometown. As the trip went along Negz was our acting tour guide. sharing some insights about the places were passing by. One funny instance is when Negra aka Negz told Manong (driver) to just drop us in front of Dumanjog Elementary School, we were actually waiting for an acknowledgement from Manong itself but he just didnt reply. Negz and I looked at each other with a big question mark, Negz simply said 'hala ha... aw oats... (hala ha wlang tao) 30 mins after we have informed the Driver where to drop us, Negz told Dhon to remind him again. So again Dhon reminded him to drop us in that particular place, but manong just didn't reply, now the 4 of us were really concerned... it could be that Manong is Deaf or Asleep... or is in another World. Its a good thing that our seatmate informed us that we still need to wait for at least another 30 mins to arrive to Dumanjog since were still at Barili... I was laughing that time... i was under the impression that Negra knows the place... but turns out that shes not familiar with the place also... oh well we cant win them all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's some pictures of the places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naga Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC2nTL5p-I/AAAAAAAAABw/eOI10660f7A/s1600-h/Naga+2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC2nTL5p-I/AAAAAAAAABw/eOI10660f7A/s320/Naga+2a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350477143597492194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC3R9aXbEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z098ofFA318/s1600-h/St-Catherine-of-Alexandria-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SkC3R9aXbEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Z098ofFA318/s320/St-Catherine-of-Alexandria-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350477876486958146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church of St. Catherine of Alexandria in Carcar, Cebu is already 124 years old and is among the great wonder and treasure of the town. It is not clear in the history records as to who built the church but it must be observed that the Augustinian friars were in charge of the parishes from San Nicolas up to Tañon and from then on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-3772874607091293921?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/3772874607091293921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=3772874607091293921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/3772874607091293921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>thinking of a sport i used to love</title><content type='html'>last sunday was great for me had the best workout in my life... played volleyball and some pinoy games like, sack race, tag of war... but what surprised me was when i was asked to play basketball. i must admit i played before when i was in primary and secondary school... and i know im now rusty but what the heck i can still do this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im thinking of starting to train again and shoot some hoops... maybe i will...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-7162322789943063217?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7162322789943063217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-8289109799290938912</id><published>2009-06-15T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:06:26.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Come True...</title><content type='html'>i always wanted to have a restaurant of my own... well thanks to facebook... i got the chance to have my own restaurant... hehehehe yup I'm addicted to restaurant city... now i cant stop myself thinking what will happened to my place and my workers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-8289109799290938912?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/8289109799290938912/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7970574317052890020</id><published>2009-06-15T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:26:56.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how stupid can you get...</title><content type='html'>talk about being rude and stupid... i was in a cafe and enjoying writing some blogs and profile updates... and when i was about to complete the things i was doing... the PC suddenly turned off... shocked and afraid if i had something to do with the situation... i went to the cashier and asked if what happened to the pc. Then attendant just simply replied 'ge log out na nako ser... (i logged it out sir.)' &lt;br /&gt;i asked him why? since i was still using the pc... then the poor boy checked the receipt and realized he logged out the wrong number... i felt like a bucket of ice cold water was poured all over me. it took me almost an hour to download the files i needed. whats worst it that when i was in the counter talking to him another person occupied the pc i was using. it would have been ok if it didn't happened since all programs i was using are still keep idle, but no... the person who occupied it closed it all and erased it. WHAAAAAAAAAAATtttttttttttttt... i was already pissed and about to explode. i asked him what will happen now... and what am i going to do? the moron just told me... 'saylo lang nako sya sa lain na PC, guard paki ingon daw sa bata na nasayop ko log out.' (ill just transfer him to another PC, Guard can you please tell the kid that i made a mistake) ok na sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time i didn't know if i was to create a scene or what... i was furious and disappointed. he didnt even bother to say sorry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've decided... i need to buy my own laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-7970574317052890020?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7970574317052890020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7970574317052890020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7970574317052890020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7970574317052890020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-stupid-can-you-get.html' title='how stupid can you get...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-2460825197776034749</id><published>2009-06-15T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:54:58.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>winner takes all...</title><content type='html'>it was a rainy sunday, and when i say rainy it was pouring like hell... but that didnt stop us from pushing for our first ever Olympics... everyone enjoyed and had fun playing... not only that... i think we mostly enjoyed the view... yes... those nice and yummy view... well anyway going back, we had a blast and until now still debating who is the overall winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volleyball = winner SILVER&lt;br /&gt;PINOY HENYO = winner blue&lt;br /&gt;Tag of war = winner SILVER... (i cant believe this... ang daming lalaki sa blue pero natalo sa SILVER...)&lt;br /&gt;Sack Race = winner SILVER&lt;br /&gt;Basketball (MIX, and when i say mix... its composed of 1male, 1 female, and one more... go figure) = winner blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we would like to congratulate our MVP... my kumare... DHON, now dhon whats your favorite sport? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... never thought that this would be this exiciting and tiring as well... but rewarding... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we can continue this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-2460825197776034749?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/2460825197776034749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=2460825197776034749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2460825197776034749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/2460825197776034749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/06/winner-takes-all.html' title='winner takes all...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-1870426862727732535</id><published>2009-05-23T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:44:03.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance... dance... dance....</title><content type='html'>june 21 or june 28 this are the dates wherein we will be having our mid year activity in the company... guess what... they decided to do a WATER CHEERDANCE... honestly i dont know what they mean by that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess i have to do whatever it takes to win this contest... i just hope and pray that i will have people who are willing to join us in this contest....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-1870426862727732535?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/1870426862727732535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=1870426862727732535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/1870426862727732535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/1870426862727732535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/05/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance... dance... dance....'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7561950250849017592</id><published>2009-05-10T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:37:24.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliwan Craze</title><content type='html'>bored to death... so i decided to watch some videos and songs on youtube... since i love to dance i checked out the recent Aliwan Fiesta held in Manila last April2009. Saw alot of great performance from the tribes who participated. Makes me wanna go back to my hometown and start to teach dance... (maybe i should...) anyway as i was streaming to some videos, i can't help notice that alot of comments were made... comments from people saying who could have won... that their contingent was better than the other... people bashing on other contingents from different regions in the Philippines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, but i think this has gone to far... This people should stop making alot of issues on this...if you watch them perform they would say that its for their patron saint ''Sr. Sto Nino'' but now they are fighting who should win the million pesos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish that they would just sit back and enjoy the presentation of history and culture that's making us different from other countries... making us truly a Filipino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-7561950250849017592?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7561950250849017592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7561950250849017592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7561950250849017592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7561950250849017592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/05/aliwan-craze.html' title='Aliwan Craze'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-578858671133068640.post-7070600283381396902</id><published>2009-05-10T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:52:38.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Loser...</title><content type='html'>at around 4:00pm.. i received a txt msg from my ex... asking me to take care always... like duh... i would not dare to harm myself... so as a gesture of being nice... i replied ''OK, thanks...''. Hoping it would be the end of the conversation... but to my surprise this guy is really persistent... replied to my txt saying ''wow and tipid mo mag reply... galit ka pa rin ba saking?''. i was half asleep that time... reading that msg made me come to my senses... again i replied by saying ''no I'm not... I'm just resting'' after a few exchange of SMS... i was shock to recieve a final SMS that really made me laughed like crazy... SMS was ''NAGTANIM KA TALAGA NG GALIT SAKIN... IM SORRY'' honestly i didn't reply to the msg. i was shocked... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mad or even care if we broke up... breaking up with him was the best thing that ever happened to my life... having a long distance relationship for 18months was the most stressful experience i ever had... i had to make sure that i have to be online every Saturdays and Sundays... if he would call me and I'm with my friend he would insist on talking to them (hello buddy, my friends are not you friends...) had to stop clubbing and he even asked me not to go to Boracay with my co-workers coz he wants me to go there with him (thanked god i didn't listen to him and still went with my friends) now the time has come that we are going to meet again (since hes working abroad and will be going home for good) after being together for 3 days i had to stop think about this... i cant stand the fact that he's immature and stupid... after his 5 days visit i made a decision to end it. hate to say this but yes... it was a happy ending for me... knowing that I'm no longer in a relationship that is perfectly unhealthy, well for me it is... knowing that he still wants to explore his options... crap... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now he's asking me if we can still be friends and share problems... hahahahaha why would i dare to share my problems with someone who caused me a lot of problems in the first place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a loser...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/578858671133068640-7070600283381396902?l=borjee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/feeds/7070600283381396902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=578858671133068640&amp;postID=7070600283381396902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7070600283381396902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/578858671133068640/posts/default/7070600283381396902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borjee.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-loser.html' title='What a Loser...'/><author><name>Borj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16531732583668549811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_yFs0XOKRY/SUDVDLZW7rI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3XBP0lZU3IQ/S220/DSC00263.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
