<?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-66824577407533335</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:01:07.835-08:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='science and technology'/><title type='text'>SOCIAL AND ARTS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6687173613026693276</id><published>2009-04-15T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:58:06.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online marketing</title><content type='html'>It is widely acknowledged that the Internet has revolutionized and restructured many sectors of industry and provided a new focus for their activities. Internet has become a global phenomenon with its ability to create, maintain, and sustain networks and organization across continents.  It's ability to provide innovative and advanced tools to starting and developing businesses worldwide has put a string in connecting internationally- preventing barriers in the chain of marketing. Thus, links smallest enterprises to the largest chain of marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing is primal in the opening of this innovation. Through marketing and a power to link globally, service across nations became fundamentally convenient and blistering. Moreover, the advancement of Online networks and the marketing strategies of business  bearers and entrepreneur came a long way not too possible to disclose its aids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building and implementing Online marketing is a fast paced process it posits the knowledge in knowing one's business, defining goals for your Internet activities and complementing broader marketing and corporate industries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online Marketing give users something to work for even outside formal establishments: to focus on satisfying the needs of his clients, and a convenient way of using array of resources that will enrich your value of customer service and encourage clients to go back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, the trend of Online marketing is inevitably engaging and convincing. This form  customer service had auspiciously help solved various company and personal business dilemma. Thus, utilizing the possibilities of Online Marketing fosters better customer experiences and partner relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is always important to get involved. A person or an establishment must realize the importance of embracing the value of Internet and related digital technologies in running this kind of service. One should believe that this will enhance the business performance immediately. More so, new technologies has revolutionized all aspect of business such as sales and production- so it is just better to stay ahead of the competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6687173613026693276?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6687173613026693276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6687173613026693276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6687173613026693276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6687173613026693276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2009/04/online-marketing.html' title='Online marketing'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8151821024168182287</id><published>2009-04-15T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:58:43.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Online marketing services</title><content type='html'>The Internet has generated opportunities and challenges for existing businesses and new entrants dealing in new direct relationships with costumers. The Internet has generated opportunities and challenges for existing businesses and new entrants dealing in new direct relationships with costumers, new intermediaries have emerged which others have been replaced. New business models have emerged to show an organizations may apply technology to achieve competitive advantage and revenue generation. These new models must address how customer satisfaction and value will be achieved, and one of these is Online Marketing Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online services entail various key distinction in the process of collecting, analyzing and presenting useful information about consumers while marketing service takes a wider perspective incorporating the elements of marketing and its environment which includes competitor and distributor environments. Knowing about these key concepts will help every entrepreneur and marketing specialists to find ways in combining these elements to make up one area of extending proficient and efficient service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online Marketing Services is the ability to impact various needs specializing on both consumers and distributors desire to extend and sustain marketing in their business through the Internet. This has become very conspicuous in implementing research strategies simply because this service find ways, and practical solutions in the chain of international and local businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online marketing services have numerous facets that require careful planning and research. The Internet is indeed a classic direct marketing channel and so setting measurable goals and objectives for the subsequent development of online services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online marketing services posit speed and access to information.  Organizations may be able to source superior services at better prices from a wider range of potential suppliers than before due to the Internet geographic reach.  This service also provides rapid dissemination of information on social trends, economic data or political and legal issues through public and private web sites and this service also provides real time feedback, and customer research.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8151821024168182287?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8151821024168182287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8151821024168182287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8151821024168182287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8151821024168182287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2009/04/online-marketing-services.html' title='Online marketing services'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8569890157599752459</id><published>2009-04-15T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:59:23.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business home Internet marketing Online</title><content type='html'>Business nowadays is seemingly progressive yet aggressive. People across the world is starting up to be practically engaged as they become virtually and strategically nosy to start Online marketing services even at their respective homes. People are fond to identify this as business home Internet marketing Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is business home Internet Marketing Online? Is this kind of service be of the sprout compared to the undeniably competitive corporate marketing services? Or this shall remain second rated service for this is just done for the sake of providing services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are all up and they are obvious. Business Home Internet Marketing Online is as cunning as the rest leaving the rest to be rested for awhile and redeeming its aggressiveness as soon as their people are ready to click the button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Home Internet Marketing Online is considered to be fast, and favorable to entrepreneurs. In line of this service, is the word itself- home, where one can practically and comfortably work with his computer on with rest of the world to do business. It is indeed undeniable that the trend of this service had gone far from what experts would expect, simply because Business Home Internet Marketing Online Service had penetrated not only the houses of starting and part time employees but as well as to those who continues to be in touch with the international realm. Moreover, people at their houses can never be underestimated with their capacity to level work levels and work outputs with the rest of the experts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet has created many opportunities for a diverse range of organizations down to houses. This diversity has undeniably spawned numerous business areas that were expected to generate sufficient revenues for Online profitability. It is apparent that many Online home businesses are now bowing to apply more aggressive customer offering tools unlike those of the corporate industries. Finally, home business can always move towards more partnerships and alliances just like the rest. But still, it is always best to expect that not all these will be identified unless every person running this kind of service will be fully integrated with the physical and virtual world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8569890157599752459?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8569890157599752459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8569890157599752459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8569890157599752459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8569890157599752459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2009/04/business-home-internet-marketing-online.html' title='Business home Internet marketing Online'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-7904094260974463014</id><published>2008-11-29T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T10:47:58.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GETTING ACQUAINTED IN GETTING A FRIEND</title><content type='html'>We always look forward for a better relationship with others; it is indubitable that we want to place something special in the eyes and hearts of people who will positively craft a difference in our lives, difference that we will be proud to share with others and a difference that will speak of our journey as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love to draw myself to other people. I love being with people especially with the people I consider FRIEND. They keep me safe and give me the confidence to be what and who I am. But how do you differentiate a FRIEND from an ACQUAINTANCE? When you are so fragile to become closer to these people without consciously realizing that some of them are, but a FAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dramatic change in my life placed me in various scenarios where I got the likelihood to reckon my criterion and label things slowly as whom is AUTHENTIC from someone just playing around the bush. THESE people are TALENTED and ROLE PLAYERS. They go from every detail of the plot until they reach the climax but will leave you hanging before the story fins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been always trying to tweak with different people, as to what is more convenient and delightful for them. I always try hard to protract a balance but these people don’t keep me from reducing. AM I EXPECTING TOO MUCH? Or am I just AMPLIFYING my concept of friendship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sustaining friendship is not as easy as filling out a form and instance processing takes place. It takes time, and thus it makes life unpredictable. An ACQUAITANCE from a former STRANGER takes place and starts to evolve in your life, in an instant. They will long for your presence especially when you NEED them, but will get rid of you as soon as they get to suck your last nectar. THEY will INJURE you obscurely and play innocent of the crime; bust your sentiments and make believe that they are above suspicions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To create, maintain and sustain FRIENDSHIP is a journey. We really get to meet different characters in our lives, some of them are impious, but most of them are versatile actors. But at the end of the day, equipped with consummate dramatic experiences, we CAN and WILL always detect the PHONY from the GIFT, A phony COMPANION and a GIFT called FRIEND.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7904094260974463014?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7904094260974463014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7904094260974463014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7904094260974463014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7904094260974463014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-acquainted-in-getting-friend.html' title='GETTING ACQUAINTED IN GETTING A FRIEND'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-5773901944906874602</id><published>2008-11-25T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:04:53.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams and reality of love</title><content type='html'>I always believe that dreams portals are to our consciousness. The gateway to reveal one’s present, and manifests possibilities, our dream speaks for our self, and they explain our isolated strife, confusions, anxieties, and even fears. They are inevitably the shadow that shades our life black and white, which seldom looks gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I dreamt of my muddled up present and past: people who shaped my character and gave me the reasons to be caged. I had a dream of my former girlfriend, who turned out to be the girl treating me as a complete stranger. And the dream mirrored me this way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream started with me performing my job as a radio jock. I was not doing so well that time because my concentration was not firm, I was even surprise to find that the microphone was separated from the console and all the computers were not working. I was totally a mess sheep that time. My boss approached me and said “Robert, relax and think it over! You can do that but at least let go of that pain”. I was shock to hear statement from him considering that I seldom get the chance to talk to him and I never had a chance to chat about personal know-how. And there it was a complete evanescence. I continued my job and tried my best, when I got another message which startlingly popped out on an index card. It says “move on and forget about her”. The word HER startled my mind. These people must be telling me something about my personal recovery and not about my job. My boss then came to the scene again and told me that I am ok but I have to polish something that was not written. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about to leave my working station, my boss beckoned goodbye saying “Good luck Robert, see you tomorrow for your next board work, and you’ll do better”. Contented with his words, I left the place and walked straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking, I bumped into my very good friend; she stared and smiled at me as if she was so dazzled to see me. She said “I’ll introduce you to a friend, I’m sure you’ll love to see her”. We walked straight, and noticed that I was already wearing my college uniform. Then everything flashed with a big surprise, the place was familiar, the trees were still blooming in yellow, the house was still unyielding and the person who was shivering was me, and in front was the girl I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been almost 2 years since the last time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stupidly stared to my friend as to how and why does she has to introduce me to her again. I was honestly happy and chuckling but I never knew where to start. “This is the time Bert; I got her for you, time to set her free”, my friend said. I was quite disturbed hearing those words, but the look of her seemed to be so happy for me. I secretly stared to my former and she smiled at me. She sat beside me, trying to hold my hands but I refused, and moved away beside her. This time, I confidently looked at her and felt nothing. Minutes of happiness changed into comfort of not being with her, it turned out to be a settlement of uncharged emotion that she held for years, it flashed into me the memories we had but will remain as is, it juggled my mind her sweetness and embrace but it did not do me anything this time. But I have no one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to jump for joy for but I remained composed. I hurriedly went out of the door and saw my good friend opening the gate for me. I said “thank you for introducing me to her AGAIN, you were right, this is something different” she smile and answered back “you are now free Bert.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up and realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, we demand so much from people to heal our own hearts, we become bitter of the past and never get tired to punish ourselves from thinking hard and forcing to be loved, and most of the time, we choose to get hurt, and choose to be alienated by our own self. This is what I’ve learned from patiently waiting for my heart to be healed. Forgiveness takes time though the memory of pain remains. But why negative impulse strikes harder when you’re memories with them includes much happiness, fulfillment and learning? I believe that genuine loving means people setting aside irrationality and taking time to ponder on the general happiness someone brought us. I honesty had loads of experiences regarding separation and from there I developed separation anxiety, hard to reveal but its true. I had the toughest of being left by the first woman I loved who is my mother but I never stopped loving. We don’t choose the people we love, because they will just come and just happens, but if it is time for them to go and find better niche for personal growth, we have to accept it. If it’s not for us, we have to let them go and let them recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Love is like taking a synthetic pill to be ecstatic and be in pain at the same time, but the control of our mind should stick into our hearts and should let us do what is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-5773901944906874602?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/5773901944906874602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=5773901944906874602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5773901944906874602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5773901944906874602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreams-and-reality-of-love.html' title='dreams and reality of love'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-447289553513450393</id><published>2008-11-20T10:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:55:20.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insight</title><content type='html'>Try to accept things the way they are right now even if they're not exactly how you want them to be. Keep in mind that things will never be perfect. So the sooner you can learn how to be more flexible, the better! Being uncomfortable, either emotionally or physically, isn't necessarily a bad thing, anyway. There is a lot of opportunity for growth when you are struggling to make things better. If everything was easy, then attaining things wouldn't be very rewarding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-447289553513450393?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/447289553513450393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=447289553513450393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/447289553513450393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/447289553513450393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/11/insight.html' title='insight'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-3349815165195346543</id><published>2008-11-20T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:54:39.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insatiable</title><content type='html'>Let me start with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;I smile again and get tired.&lt;br /&gt;I ponder on how to react but I never secure an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always take chances, but I always resort to alibis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me continue with a nod.&lt;br /&gt;I nod again and face the world blankly.&lt;br /&gt;I inquisitively observe my surroundings, but i never find a place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always search for the best, but I always end up guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me end this with courage.&lt;br /&gt;I smile and nod again.&lt;br /&gt;Realizing that I should never get tired and face the world blankly.&lt;br /&gt;I should observe and ponder more to secure an answer.&lt;br /&gt;I should search for chances 'cause these will hep me answer the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally I realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really insatiable.&lt;br /&gt;I never get contented. We never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once we find reasons for what's happening today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can start,continue and end a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKED WITH ENTIRETY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-3349815165195346543?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/3349815165195346543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=3349815165195346543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3349815165195346543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3349815165195346543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/11/insatiable.html' title='insatiable'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-9182132112178202618</id><published>2008-11-20T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:44:13.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eyesty</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 days and 15 hours since I got this mysterious sty in my right eye. And seriously, this made me stuck in my room without boggling anything but a hot compressor. Well then, this made me not attend my classes for two days, which would simply result to being penniless for the upcoming weeks. This is also the reason why I had a temporary shortchange of self-esteem and self-concept (shallow though), but it’s true. Sometimes, we get easily attached with the most convenient façade of our lives forgetting that even the smallest trick can make our lives drastically tragic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my sty is starting to shrink. I pulled few lashes as advised by my friends to avoid enlargement (freaky!), I don’t know if it’s really true but I still did it. My eyes are kind of getting numb for the past few hours, and I’m still wondering how and where in earth I got this. I’m scared to browse the net about this cause I might be more anxious to know some bits about this so I’m just keeping my fingers cross that I’ll get this out of my eyes as soon as tomorrow so I can go back to my normal system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-9182132112178202618?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/9182132112178202618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=9182132112178202618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/9182132112178202618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/9182132112178202618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-eyesty.html' title='my eyesty'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8601763052027208207</id><published>2008-03-22T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:25:29.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contained...</title><content type='html'>Looking back how I first turned on the switches of our fans reminds me of the circles and cycling's of my family; and perhaps, every family in this august hall. Television, lamps, radios and the likes, these signify every part of every house- bright and grand. They epitomize members of the family which illuminates a light from darkness, and fill spaces from an indefinite boarders. But guess, a family is not all these, a house like this will never place all parts to become a home. It needs walls to secure love, life, hope, and happiness; it needs a branch to stem all leaves to have a place called home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bulb, and I wondered why it took me years to realize and contain my perfect place, my prefect match pf a place called home. I was able to produce light but it appears blurry to me; I see no walls, no boarders. Right then, I thought of my father, whom I forgot to touch ever since I was a kid; reaching the loss of my energy is my mother, who pensively concealed my branches onto the walls. Years swifted fast, and I see nothing; gladly, I saw my sisters-providing me with power to nourish my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I contained and remained to be a bulb. Hoping that someday, I can produce a bigger light of hope to my own family; that amidst imperfections, incompleteness, shortcomings. A bulb should never stop believing that one can make a home from the smallest part of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, until everything is set up to have a  view of your brightness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the graduates, be thankful of your parents, for believing in your light and showing off your brightness to everyone; a home may not be perfect for now, but you'll see, every walk is worth the travel when your with the walls and boarders, that will always secure your future, and happiness. Your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our beloved parents and guardians, thank you. For not limiting your walls to cover our weaknesses, for nourishing our stems closer to the roots of our future, for turning our switches on to illuminate our family. For never letting us down, and for providing a trail to lead us to your way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we act like eight year old kid when problems and imperfections come our way. We fuss, fume, and frown at the daily difficulties- not knowing that years later, many of these problems will become our greatest blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8601763052027208207?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8601763052027208207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8601763052027208207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8601763052027208207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8601763052027208207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/contained.html' title='contained...'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-1072790073041498970</id><published>2008-03-08T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:43:18.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a musical genius ( fulfilling a dream )</title><content type='html'>It was never easy. Yes! From his sail to master the waves of his music with his simple raft of excitement, and a vest to overhaul his talent; he remained humble. Wotking hard has been a complete challenge to compose and stand firm from innumerable strifes, and doubts. Indeed, he traveled and sung along with the rhymes of the waves, reconstructd the sinking ships of a dream until he finally established a ship to face the brightest atlantis of wonder. To play with the sirens of the herons' voices, to sprinkle a lyric in the eys of the blinded winds, and to embody a music that's ready to fulfill a dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-1072790073041498970?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/1072790073041498970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=1072790073041498970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1072790073041498970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1072790073041498970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-musical-genius-fulfilling-dream.html' title='to a musical genius ( fulfilling a dream )'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6252352719795346947</id><published>2008-03-08T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:38:53.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a musical genius ( realizing a dream )</title><content type='html'>Hush... A little boy is rady for a dream; with the courage to wswim a deeper pond and the confidence to hurdle an enormous travel. A look on his face reflects a desire to reach the farthest horizon. He plays the music, arranges a chord, and conducts a tone from the stones of the sea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6252352719795346947?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6252352719795346947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6252352719795346947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6252352719795346947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6252352719795346947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-musical-genius-realizing-dream.html' title='to a musical genius ( realizing a dream )'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-7409742643808482212</id><published>2008-03-08T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:36:52.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a musical genius ( starting a dream )</title><content type='html'>Remember a child back in the time where the innocence of a dream strated to fluorish. A cuddly, sweet, and a bright boy who attentively listen and asks questions everytime his inquisitive ideas spark. "Wat Wat" as fondly called by his family, the second son of the the talented children of Mr. and Mrs. Misterio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a duckling swimming with its mother, a boy name Jermaine slides to a dream of following a pond closer to the waters of life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7409742643808482212?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7409742643808482212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7409742643808482212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7409742643808482212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7409742643808482212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-musical-genius-starting-dream.html' title='to a musical genius ( starting a dream )'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2354130064567987272</id><published>2008-03-08T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T04:32:21.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JJR</title><content type='html'>MUSIC STRIKES FIRE FROM THE HEART AND DRAWS DEEP WITHIN THE SOUL; transcends a touch to bring color in the eyes of the many..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2354130064567987272?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2354130064567987272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2354130064567987272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2354130064567987272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2354130064567987272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/jjr.html' title='JJR'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-3186666299690387607</id><published>2008-03-04T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:46:49.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off reward</title><content type='html'>my thesis final defense was a waste. i nailed one thing but just a piece of humiliation from giving an output so far from being right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-3186666299690387607?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/3186666299690387607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=3186666299690387607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3186666299690387607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3186666299690387607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/03/off-reward.html' title='off reward'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-7926066182795152633</id><published>2008-02-28T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:48:54.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ID STILL SAY YES.... BABY</title><content type='html'>Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;I love you most when we share a place&lt;br /&gt;Those special good times together&lt;br /&gt;It seems like ouir love can't get much better, no&lt;br /&gt;"Cuz we were as close as two could be&lt;br /&gt;We knew love would last forever&lt;br /&gt;We're more than just lovers, we're good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if our love&lt;br /&gt;Could drift away&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even think twice&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted love back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1&lt;br /&gt;Because I'd still say yes to you again&lt;br /&gt;My darling for you I'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd still say yes to you again&lt;br /&gt;Darling for you I'd do it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;To you ya know I'll say yes&lt;br /&gt;Oh my darling, oh my darling only for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;Where does it go, how does it end&lt;br /&gt;True love it seems so easy&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz we have no doubts&lt;br /&gt;Where we belong, where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time can heal a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And true love never ends&lt;br /&gt;So why not start where we began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2&lt;br /&gt;Because I'd still say yes to you again&lt;br /&gt;My darling for you I'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'd still say yes to you again&lt;br /&gt;Darling for you I'd do it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;They say time can heal a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;And true love never ends&lt;br /&gt;So why not start where we began, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7926066182795152633?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7926066182795152633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7926066182795152633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7926066182795152633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7926066182795152633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/id-still-say-yes-baby.html' title='ID STILL SAY YES.... BABY'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-9213669413812935046</id><published>2008-02-28T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:43:47.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sourgraping? haha</title><content type='html'>kiddin' me honey. you're not sincere. stop beaming words of support when you're not even aware of what's happening. it's so creepy! stop this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-9213669413812935046?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/9213669413812935046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=9213669413812935046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/9213669413812935046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/9213669413812935046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/sourgraping-haha.html' title='sourgraping? haha'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-1457556388085949060</id><published>2008-02-28T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:41:33.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost breaking down</title><content type='html'>i am having the hardest time this week. we are having our annual LIBERAL ARTS WEEK and I've just noticed that most of the people are seemingly so passive and reactive. Complaints here and there, hallucinations abound underground, nosey people starting to mamble futile comments, hassles of complying on time. all these are just of the many mess people would like to showcase rather than cooperating and helping. it's a cooperational activity which only turned out to be sooo transactional everybody almost forgot to transform. Well, im not saying that i am a perfect epitomy of hardwork and all. but hey! this is not my celebration. this is our celebration. i need you. we need each other...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-1457556388085949060?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/1457556388085949060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=1457556388085949060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1457556388085949060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1457556388085949060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/almost-breaking-down.html' title='almost breaking down'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-7994871030343042887</id><published>2008-02-28T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:33:30.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be tactful.be discreet.be humble and brave</title><content type='html'>these are just few of the many reasons to maintain and sustain a relationship. and perhaps you have something not so good to say about something, then say it. confront the concerned people. when you would like to blit your right to say what you want, then say it. and we will answer your concern right away. just let us know. and you'll see..stop badmouthing.stop complaining without asking for explanation. its a chicken shit which will only prove your being coward, boastful, tactless and insincerity....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7994871030343042887?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7994871030343042887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7994871030343042887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7994871030343042887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7994871030343042887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-tactfulbe-discreetbe-humble-and.html' title='be tactful.be discreet.be humble and brave'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6462833180330645453</id><published>2008-02-28T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T06:27:05.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>astonished</title><content type='html'>exhilirated? i am exhilirated. for what reason? perhaps to note an activity which was long awaited and almost over now would be the best reason to describe my contentment. at least before i graduate. i was able to finish a fulfilling activity which will remain a learning experience for everybody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6462833180330645453?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6462833180330645453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6462833180330645453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6462833180330645453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6462833180330645453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7177965942598001090?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7177965942598001090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7177965942598001090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7177965942598001090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7177965942598001090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/dead-tired.html' title='DEAD TIRED'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2140285603997074378</id><published>2008-02-27T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:37:48.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love dies a natural death?</title><content type='html'>love never dies a natural death. it dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. it dies of blindness, errors and betrayals. it dies of illness and wounds. it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2140285603997074378?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2140285603997074378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2140285603997074378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2140285603997074378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2140285603997074378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-said-love-dies.html' title='love dies a natural death?'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-12311067593708142</id><published>2008-02-24T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T04:23:16.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ciao.</title><content type='html'>it's a cool and cozy sunday all over DC... keep tuning in to DC's hottest! 105.9 mix fm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-12311067593708142?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/12311067593708142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=12311067593708142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/12311067593708142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/12311067593708142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/ciao.html' title='ciao.'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-5760440321259529992</id><published>2008-02-23T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:55:57.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science and technology'/><title type='text'>SUPPLEMENTING CONSISTENCY (THE ROLE OF MEDIA AND INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD)</title><content type='html'>Transform this current world into a desired world:  equal-standing more than understanding &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Transform this current world, into a desired world. Where it begins with an openness to be challenged and willingness to learn, from the lowest locality it shall infuse equity of opportunities to both men and women, resolve universality from a narrowed identity of knowledge and power to all forms of life, hasten development and equity in education and harness nations with the literacy to expand the system of information technology be it in a developed or a developing country. Here shall we start to narrow the gaps of individual and cultural differences. Strengthen a weakening thread connecting every individual; avert chaotic scenarios and continue trace our trail to a peaceful world through media, information and communication technologies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Equality seems common, but never always present to what we deserve. “ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalizing one skill in gauging the evolution of a peaceful world is an asset to one locality for it shall expand nationally and globally. Thus, it is with great insistence that it must take both ways. The hands to change this world don’t lie alone to men but also to women. The presence of political, social and economic biases expands into the opportunities we can possibly give to women, which can also serve competitively. Like men, women can render the service of advancing and using media and technology. They can flourish the idea of recovering poverty to development, malnutrition into a healthy environment, and a hopeless connection of world relations into friendly living individuals of this world. A challenge that needs action to disable partiality and enable objectivity to the operators of media, technology, and the so called recipients of a well balanced media information. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The evolution of technology is always inspired by education.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically, technology has been a part of education since the beginning of 16th century.  Information and communication technologies have steadily developed from simple to new discovery brought about by the challenge to develop literacy in education and expand expertise for future specialization. But in the imbalance between a developed and a developing country, there should be base upon which it will hold and weigh every system to work accordingly. Information and communications technologies and government should be intertwined to accelerate the instructional wheel in the educational system. Such that all private and public schools should be passed on by the government’s enough budgets to aid high-technology education. A simple television, internet and computer would supplement learners to move up from the customary form of learning to advance into a sophisticated learning. In this way, learners can easily access to the ways of teaching of their native country as well as others. Moreover, the teachers as the prime movers of education can also expect learning different skills in teaching approaches and be motivated to be more keen as to how and what should be the best way to gauge learning to the learners from this array of resources. Integration such as this is also taught to help students understand how to use knowledge and skills as cognitive tools for solving realistic problems and use this as a commodity to compete globally in more diverse cultures. With these we can provide and place balance between equity of opportunities, excellence in education and a dynamic step for our future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Acceptance is a preparation for change, a challenge to foresee.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War is not the product of media, and war shouldn’t be placed when we were taught of advancing our skills through technology. Unlike guns and bombs that kill, media and communication technologies should be used to link every individual of different races and cultures. These should narrow the chaotic scenarios of a threatening right of expression to all journalists, improve the competence of media professionals aiming to give responsible information, and to elevate responsiveness in making top use of communication resources. Media should introduce the beauties of interacting, bracing and aiding news agencies and community media both developed and developing countries to improve the value of the information they disseminate and provide guidance, education, and the circulation of opportunities to all responsible individual setting a core of preparation to be media literate mainly the youth.  &lt;br /&gt;Finally media and communication technologies should be an avenue for the youth to become the specialists of tomorrow. Where youth organization employs apt technology to create global relations, discuss relevant issues through government’s initiative of positioning responsibility, to give equity of consideration to the capacity of everyone, restore the challenge of heartening citizens to play a share of a more participative individuals in decision making, crafting government to become more effective and transparent at all cost and to call everyone join fill an open space of a desired world for the youth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Together let us give each other a new taste of transforming this world. More than you know of understanding, you can give equal-standing.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-5760440321259529992?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/5760440321259529992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=5760440321259529992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5760440321259529992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5760440321259529992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/supplementing-consistency-role-of-media_23.html' title='SUPPLEMENTING CONSISTENCY (THE ROLE OF MEDIA AND INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD)'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-4670165029689213197</id><published>2008-02-23T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:52:32.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>LAST CHANCE</title><content type='html'>by ALLURE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last dance with you&lt;br /&gt;This is my only chance to do all I can do&lt;br /&gt;To let you know that what I feel for you is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last chance for us&lt;br /&gt;This is the moment that I just cannot let end&lt;br /&gt;Before I know that theres a chance were more than friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dont let go, dont let go&lt;br /&gt;Make it last all night&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my feelings so deep&lt;br /&gt;I kept my dreams of you and me somewhere inside&lt;br /&gt;Although I prayed that you would see it in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is my last chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Whats in my heart before you stay out of my life&lt;br /&gt;And then youll understand the way I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me close cause it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make it mine&lt;br /&gt;Make this dream reality&lt;br /&gt;So close and yet so far&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way into your heart&lt;br /&gt;Gotta speak my mind&lt;br /&gt;Gotta open up to you this time&lt;br /&gt;I cant let you slip away tonight&lt;br /&gt;This is my last dance iwth you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my only chance to do all I can do&lt;br /&gt;To let you know that what I feel for you is so real&lt;br /&gt;So dont let go&lt;br /&gt;Just make it last all night long&lt;br /&gt;This is my last chance to make you mine, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To make you mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-4670165029689213197?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/4670165029689213197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=4670165029689213197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4670165029689213197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4670165029689213197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/last-chance.html' title='LAST CHANCE'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2313123673970439867</id><published>2008-02-23T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:47:44.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>foolin' around...</title><content type='html'>OW WILL I FORGET YOU WHEN ALL I CAN SEE IS YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL I PIERCE INTO REALITY OF LIVING WITHOUT YOU, WHEN YOU'RE MY LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL THIS LOVE BE BANISHED WHEN I GROW IN YOUR ARMS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERHAPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2313123673970439867?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2313123673970439867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2313123673970439867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2313123673970439867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2313123673970439867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/foolin-around.html' title='foolin&apos; around...'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-4361816053212742636</id><published>2008-02-23T06:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:36:31.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heebeejeebees 3</title><content type='html'>My friend is staging a concert for his recital very soon, looks like he’s already tracing his way out of the labyrinth as a certified musician, and a professional performer. I’m happy for him. Really happy, that is why we’ll be sleeping over at his place tonight with a good pal as well to help him out of the scripts we’ll be presenting as part of the grandeur of his concert. To cut it short guys, the splendid of these things are really worth remembering because I’m doing this for a good cause and for a good friend who by the way paid my dinner tonight. Haha! See ya guys. Keep reading. ‘til my next heebeejeebees…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-4361816053212742636?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/4361816053212742636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=4361816053212742636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4361816053212742636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4361816053212742636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/heebeejeebees-3.html' title='heebeejeebees 3'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-4494705027534115535</id><published>2008-02-23T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:30:01.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heebeejeebees 2</title><content type='html'>Oh man! Starting a new chapter of this whole bash, challenging and sophisticated training as a DISC jock. I hardly remember myself the first time I dreamt of becoming one. But here I am. Undertaking training, meeting friends, and hilariously fascinated by the whole picture.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck Guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-4494705027534115535?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/4494705027534115535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=4494705027534115535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4494705027534115535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4494705027534115535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/heebeejeebees-2.html' title='heebeejeebees 2'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-4195227953297033163</id><published>2008-02-23T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:25:51.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE about me...</title><content type='html'>I'm A pre-empted human: synonymous to vagueness and vulnerability. Phenomenology influenced others to see me as strong and cold. There's a truth in it, but too far from being close. I listen to the rhyme of life as if I have no tomorrow to do it. (Unclear).Some people really don't understand the concept that I take. This is my matter and my way of asserting my thoughts and uplifting my self, someone who's mind can accommodate perfectly without others knowing, someone who can release strife without others concealing from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living life under the principles of Psychology will make man do and feel better. And so with the understanding that I'm into so much about Psychology...but like any other guy...I live a very ordinary life, very usual sometimes becoming very boring...well life as it is, not all things excites everybody. But we always have to conform to what nature offers us.I hang out to bars, crack jokes, yodel in the bathroom as if I'm the only one in this world...get caught and get broken to all the unexpected trajectories of life...vulnerability is my game but I always end up as the victim..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-4195227953297033163?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/4195227953297033163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=4195227953297033163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4195227953297033163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/4195227953297033163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-about-me.html' title='MORE about me...'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8741956482177189845</id><published>2008-02-23T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:19:07.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO BE REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HOW TO BE REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one of my favorite books which drew me up to love reading. this book was authored by no less than Bo Sanchez who made me realized that reading after all is not a borefest. Reading is a realm of gaining and sharing insights about everything. it's all about awakening your knack to comprehend and relate significant events in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WANT TO BE REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY? Read a book, especially this book baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8741956482177189845?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8741956482177189845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8741956482177189845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8741956482177189845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8741956482177189845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-be-really-really-really-happy.html' title='HOW TO BE REALLY REALLY REALLY HAPPY'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8188468254389362816</id><published>2008-02-23T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:10:42.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heebeejeebees</title><content type='html'>tell me about you. tell me about myself. tell me about the world and how you live. tell me significant moments that made your life memorable. tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me bad stuffs. tell me how i did it. tell me the style you want. tell me stories. tell me lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me which place. tell me when and what should i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me. just at least don't keep me waiting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8188468254389362816?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8188468254389362816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8188468254389362816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8188468254389362816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8188468254389362816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/heebeejeebees.html' title='heebeejeebees'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8127479827898914882</id><published>2008-02-23T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:06:27.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THINGS A GIRL WOULD DIE FOR</title><content type='html'>1. Touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk to her.&lt;br /&gt; 3. Share secrets.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give her your jacket.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kiss her slowly.&lt;br /&gt; 6. Hug her&lt;br /&gt; 7. Hold her.&lt;br /&gt;8. Laugh with her.&lt;br /&gt; 9. Invite her places.&lt;br /&gt;10. Let her be with you when you're with your friends.&lt;br /&gt; 11. Smile with her.&lt;br /&gt;12. Take pictures with her.&lt;br /&gt; 13. Pull her onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt; 14. When she says she loves you more, deny it. Fight back; tell her you love her more.&lt;br /&gt;15. When her friends say they love her more than you, deny it. Fight back and hug her tight so she can't get to her friends. It makes her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;16. Always hug her and say you love her when you see her.&lt;br /&gt;17. Kiss her unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;18. Hug her from behind around her waist.&lt;br /&gt;19. Tell her she is beautiful, not sexy.&lt;br /&gt;20. Tell her the way you feel about her.&lt;br /&gt; 21. Kiss her on the lips.&lt;br /&gt; 22. Don't ask her to buy you stuff. You buy her stuff.&lt;br /&gt; 23. Tell her what feels good.&lt;br /&gt;24. Make her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;25. Buy her stuff. Even small things count.&lt;br /&gt;26. Don't LIE to her.&lt;br /&gt; 27. DON'T CHEAT ON HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; 28. Take her anywhere she wants.&lt;br /&gt;29. Message her in the morning and tell her to have a good day at school/work and how much you miss her.&lt;br /&gt;30. Be there for her when ever she needs you, and even though she doesn't need you are there so she'll know that she can always count on you.&lt;br /&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold you too.&lt;br /&gt; 32. When you are alone, hold her close and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the tip of her nose, it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8127479827898914882?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8127479827898914882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8127479827898914882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8127479827898914882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8127479827898914882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/things-girl-would-die-for.html' title='THINGS A GIRL WOULD DIE FOR'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-3854321308760264166</id><published>2008-02-23T05:59:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T06:01:13.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Acceptance is a preparation for change, a challenge to foresee.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War is not the product of media, and war shouldn’t be placed when we were taught of advancing our skills through technology. Unlike guns and bombs that kill, media and communication technologies should be used to link every individual of different races and cultures. These should narrow the chaotic scenarios of a threatening right of expression to all journalists, improve the competence of media professionals aiming to give responsible information, and to elevate responsiveness in making top use of communication resources. Media should introduce the beauties of interacting, bracing and aiding news agencies and community media both developed and developing countries to improve the value of the information they disseminate and provide guidance, education, and the circulation of opportunities to all responsible individual setting a core of preparation to be media literate mainly the youth.&lt;br /&gt;Finally media and communication technologies should be an avenue for the youth to become the specialists of tomorrow. Where youth organization employs apt technology to create global relations, discuss relevant issues through government’s initiative of positioning responsibility, to give equity of consideration to the capacity of everyone, restore the challenge of heartening citizens to play a share of a more participative individuals in decision making, crafting government to become more effective and transparent at all cost and to call everyone join fill an open space of a desired world for the youth.&lt;br /&gt;“Together let us give each other a new taste of transforming this world. More than you know of understanding, you can give equal-standing.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-3854321308760264166?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/3854321308760264166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=3854321308760264166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3854321308760264166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/3854321308760264166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/role-of-information-communication_6696.html' title='THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 4'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8943932245109931642</id><published>2008-02-23T05:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:59:30.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 3</title><content type='html'>“The evolution of technology is always inspired by education.”&lt;br /&gt;Historically, technology has been a part of education since the beginning of 16th century.  Information and communication technologies have steadily developed from simple to new discovery brought about by the challenge to develop literacy in education and expand expertise for future specialization. But in the imbalance between a developed and a developing country, there should be base upon which it will hold and weigh every system to work accordingly. Information and communications technologies and government should be intertwined to accelerate the instructional wheel in the educational system. Such that all private and public schools should be passed on by the government’s enough budgets to aid high-technology education. A simple television, internet and computer would supplement learners to move up from the customary form of learning to advance into a sophisticated learning. In this way, learners can easily access to the ways of teaching of their native country as well as others. Moreover, the teachers as the prime movers of education can also expect learning different skills in teaching approaches and be motivated to be more keen as to how and what should be the best way to gauge learning to the learners from this array of resources. Integration such as this is also taught to help students understand how to use knowledge and skills as cognitive tools for solving realistic problems and use this as a commodity to compete globally in more diverse cultures. With these we can provide and place balance between equity of opportunities, excellence in education and a dynamic step for our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8943932245109931642?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8943932245109931642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8943932245109931642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8943932245109931642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8943932245109931642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/role-of-information-communication_4410.html' title='THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 3'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6792004771558376108</id><published>2008-02-23T05:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:58:57.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Equality seems common, but never always present to what we deserve. “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capitalizing one skill in gauging the evolution of a peaceful world is an asset to one locality for it shall expand nationally and globally. Thus, it is with great insistence that it must take both ways. The hands to change this world don’t lie alone to men but also to women. The presence of political, social and economic biases expands into the opportunities we can possibly give to women, which can also serve competitively. Like men, women can render the service of advancing and using media and technology. They can flourish the idea of recovering poverty to development, malnutrition into a healthy environment, and a hopeless connection of world relations into friendly living individuals of this world. A challenge that needs action to disable partiality and enable objectivity to the operators of media, technology, and the so called recipients of a well balanced media information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6792004771558376108?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6792004771558376108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6792004771558376108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6792004771558376108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6792004771558376108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/role-of-information-communication_23.html' title='THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 2'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8452017162754468017</id><published>2008-02-23T05:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:57:59.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 1</title><content type='html'>Transform this current world into a desired world:  equal-standing more than understanding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transform this current world, into a desired world. Where it begins with an openness to be challenged and willingness to learn, from the lowest locality it shall infuse equity of opportunities to both men and women, resolve universality from a narrowed identity of knowledge and power to all forms of life, hasten development and equity in education and harness nations with the literacy to expand the system of information technology be it in a developed or a developing country. Here shall we start to narrow the gaps of individual and cultural differences. Strengthen a weakening thread connecting every individual; avert chaotic scenarios and continue trace our trail to a peaceful world through media, information and communication technologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8452017162754468017?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8452017162754468017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8452017162754468017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8452017162754468017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8452017162754468017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/role-of-information-communication.html' title='THE ROLE OF INFORMATION COMMUNICATION TECHNOLOGIES IN BUILDING A PEACEFUL WORLD 1'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2335334050067481857</id><published>2008-02-23T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:52:09.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about AUTISM</title><content type='html'>Autism is not a disease to frighten man, but a uniqueness man should learn to respect and accept. Diagnosis of autism to the psychiatric literature started fifty years ago, which developed experimental and clinical studies of the syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;      Impairments in social ability need to be addressed in order to improve the quality of life for people with autism in the world and in order to address social deficits in people with autism. Man must understand some critical differences in the way the autistic brain functions. Patters of differences are clearly evident, but not absolute. Obviously each person with autism is an individual with a unique personality as well as personal strengths and weaknesses. A person with autism may have some specific abilities, in certain circumstances, but the core of deficit lies in the frequency and flexibility of use. It is not that autistic individuals cannot perform specific abilities- it is their ability to understand WHY to do so, to have the internal motivation to relate, interact and enjoy other people.&lt;br /&gt;      At present, local foundations are gradually working with the goal of prompting what is autism today and to provide intervention programs tailored to the needs of person with autism and a closer-to-normal life affording them to become independent and socially acceptable members of the community.&lt;br /&gt;      This study will aim to seek effectiveness in parental support and how it contributes in the creativity development of the children with autism. This also intends to equip parents with necessary understanding and awareness to autism as a spectrum disorder. Furthermore, for parents to know their children with autism better that anyone and the type of program that is best going to help them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2335334050067481857?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2335334050067481857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2335334050067481857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2335334050067481857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2335334050067481857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-autism.html' title='about AUTISM'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8877887082794605263</id><published>2008-02-23T05:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:49:49.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMARY OF MY PERSONAL PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE (An addition of facts about me)</title><content type='html'>According to my Personality Test, results appear that I have high degree of comfort with the opposite sex. I can express and share discussions about sexual differences and the same time can listen about it. I also tend to explore different things of variety, to travel and meet new people even of different sexes. That perhaps also explains my being experimental even in new fads and fashion with high regards of me. Moreover, I am also a type of person who provides help when in trouble, and the same time seeks support in return when needed. I am someone who likes to be comforted and cheered up when feeling lonely, and thus finds more security when there are people who are willing to give a great deal of affection to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a person, I am characterized to be calm and relaxed. I can carry him without taking too many pressures even when situation demands. In addition, I am more likely to be group oriented and sociable; I expose myself to new and different people and learning. Finally, I tend to become very economical in terms of making and using out of different resources and like to implement ideas; perhaps this speaks my being practical, grounded and task oriented to the point that I become less change oriented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8877887082794605263?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8877887082794605263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8877887082794605263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8877887082794605263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8877887082794605263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/summary-of-my-personal-psychological.html' title='SUMMARY OF MY PERSONAL PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE (An addition of facts about me)'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-1765094356470937887</id><published>2008-02-23T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:43:56.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WITHOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARLIE WILSON'S WITHOUT YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this song is inspiring.it gave me a chirped in my mind to move on and let go to a love lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It feels like a lifetime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A thousand days have passed by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Since I held you close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I could see that smile from my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know that I could live again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I need you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heaven knows what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even though for right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now you’re so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope and I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Somewhere in your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’ll always stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Girl, lately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my sun doesn’t shine without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never noticed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;what it feels like to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Feels like I took my last step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And my last breath in my life ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Had to say just what I was feeling, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;‘Cause my sun doesn’t shine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sun doesn’t shine without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is more for me than for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Girl, I finally see there’s no substitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you know how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-1765094356470937887?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/1765094356470937887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=1765094356470937887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1765094356470937887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1765094356470937887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/without-you.html' title='WITHOUT YOU'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6785394132653131430</id><published>2008-02-23T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:39:15.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so full</title><content type='html'>yes.im full.happiness.good friends and love. im delighted with so much pleasure this day, im very busy though.but heck i care.i'm loved.im happy.and i have good friends. these matter most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6785394132653131430?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6785394132653131430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6785394132653131430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6785394132653131430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6785394132653131430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-full.html' title='so full'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-1665602742729225420</id><published>2008-02-22T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:29:49.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HOPEFUL CALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE ABOUNDS TO CHILDREN WITH AUTISM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This was the theme for this year’s AUTISM WEEK which happens every month of January. I believe that many of us are not yet familiar of the dramatically growing number of autistic children in the world most especially in the Philippines. Needless to say, that the urge to provide treatment tailored for children is a shock wave for every individual to be awakened and be illumined.&lt;br /&gt;It has always been my belief ever since I have learned about autism that every child especially children with autism have all the rights to be acknowledged and all privileged to become a normal armor in an ivory of every pinnacle. Indeed, there has been a growing advocacy to introduce this kind of condition which gradually reflects my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESPECT AUTISM.LOVE THY CHILDREN.OPEN A HAND.REACH THEM.ADVOCATE FOR THEM.SEE THEM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; These are just some of the chains which I would like to be kept flowing not only to me but to the rest of the open-pensive individuals of this world. To you, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PARENTS.THE GUARDIANS.THE EDUCATORS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and for everybody who completely believes in the auspicious challenge of LOVE.LIFE and HOPE for every &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHILD WITH AUTISM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-1665602742729225420?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/1665602742729225420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=1665602742729225420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1665602742729225420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1665602742729225420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/hopeful-call.html' title='A HOPEFUL CALL'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-7236212934397684006</id><published>2008-02-22T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:17:40.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCOURSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’M MAD. REALLY MAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things turned out as a mess&lt;br /&gt;A futile argument which lead to distinction of dignity, trust and respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’M MAD. REALLY MAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My last good nerves are starting to doom frailty&lt;br /&gt;An adjustment that’s too much of a pedal&lt;br /&gt;There’s no room for delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’M MAD. REALLY MAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish ideas are starting to somersault&lt;br /&gt;No pensive trail for survival&lt;br /&gt;No time for yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I’M MAD. REALLY MAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just made me a heron of tumultuous madness.&lt;br /&gt;A heron of complete disparity to gush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IM MAD. REALLY MAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-7236212934397684006?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/7236212934397684006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=7236212934397684006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7236212934397684006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/7236212934397684006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/discourse.html' title='DISCOURSE'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-1154046157216379611</id><published>2008-02-20T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:23:25.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCK THE LUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;People will believe what they want to believe. Yet, what we see is not always real and true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Symptoms warn a man to safeguard himself from disease. Yet, what we shake is not always advisable and reliable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We run for our success. Yet, we run faster like a heron screaming for our own defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love caresses the meek and we love it. Yet, it touches a glimpse of one’s evanescence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-1154046157216379611?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/1154046157216379611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=1154046157216379611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1154046157216379611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/1154046157216379611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/lock-luck.html' title='LOCK THE LUCK'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-6154326867860906641</id><published>2008-02-20T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:19:11.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLOR IT NOTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to neutralize the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;GRAY&lt;/span&gt; to exterminate precariousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; to dim loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; to highlight the extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; is for filial adoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt; is for physical ascendancy and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BROWN&lt;/span&gt; for practicality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSE among the colors. But mind you, no matter how you deliberately choose a shade, it’s always you who will make the stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So better yet! COLOR IT NOTHING…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-6154326867860906641?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/6154326867860906641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=6154326867860906641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6154326867860906641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/6154326867860906641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/color-it-nothing.html' title='COLOR IT NOTHING'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2584268770622632135</id><published>2008-02-20T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:15:54.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CORROBORATED</title><content type='html'>Something in my mind gives me a hunch of what life is. Not all diamonds are not real, nor metals will always be rusty. All things in life are just a simple come and go which needs decisiveness which transcends through perceptions of perfections.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2584268770622632135?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2584268770622632135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2584268770622632135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2584268770622632135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2584268770622632135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/corroborated.html' title='CORROBORATED'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8766525167049593659</id><published>2008-02-19T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:46:31.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace</title><content type='html'>and the world answered that cry. the twin towers collapsed before the eyes of the world. taking with it thousand of lives. bodies swerved off and cluttered on the innocent lands. and people were ceased by how terrorism distorted the peace we used to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my late message to the terrorist of 9-11 crisis and the rest of the terrorists who are still hungry to live up unlikely behaviors)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8766525167049593659?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8766525167049593659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8766525167049593659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8766525167049593659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8766525167049593659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/peace.html' title='peace'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-2963521901946431643</id><published>2008-02-19T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:39:49.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im getting weird day after day after day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will someone remind me of my sanity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel jerked off every hour thinking how stupid i am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will someone throw my pessimism away and give back the optimism i used to refute. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you help me distinguish abuse from regulating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; im a dork for feeling this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i sure ill cope up with this the soonest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-2963521901946431643?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/2963521901946431643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=2963521901946431643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2963521901946431643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/2963521901946431643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-you.html' title='will you'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-71241235257734514</id><published>2008-02-19T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:26:18.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHATEVER</title><content type='html'>i don't exactly know what is this something that is continually inkling in my mind. would this be anxiety for my upcoming graduation?pressure from tidious school works?being confined with a great love?or just being hillariously fascinated with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BAD DAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-71241235257734514?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/71241235257734514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=71241235257734514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/71241235257734514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/71241235257734514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/whatever.html' title='WHATEVER'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-8556315296399921644</id><published>2008-02-19T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T02:16:10.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>clogged tuesday</title><content type='html'>I WOKE UP LATE today, and unfortunately i started my day gasping as to what will i do and not. Minutes remaining before the time shuts for my On-job training, and there i was struggling to jump off from bed so i decided to zip a little ang hang up a little. Little did i know that i was already in another dimension. HUSH baby. I was just dreaming. And yes! you're right. Iwas sleeping soundly when i should practiacall be moving forth in the real dimension. Needless to say, that i took it for granted. :-w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping on the carpet that time so i was there ready to catch all the dirt on my floor. So when i woke up. I received the most auspicious reward of not attending my class and ojt. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A CLOGGED NOSE.&lt;/span&gt; but anyway,at least i have the most perfect and valid reason for me not to attend the countenance of a dreadful tuesday! haha! CHEERS! tiao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-8556315296399921644?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/8556315296399921644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=8556315296399921644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8556315296399921644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/8556315296399921644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/clogged-tuesday.html' title='clogged tuesday'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-112324409406512861</id><published>2008-02-17T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:24:10.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TEENS AND SEX</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;The changing orientation of every individual develops and opens various unforeseen possibilities that may either corrupt or harness one self. In reality, one possesses no permanence, for life even is not inoperative. True that human will always search for something pleasant, enjoyable and satisfying.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Premarital Sex among teens is either way not an old story to us; this has been a customary issue ever since affecting at large most teenagers of different countries of different cultures and of different concepts, a moving truth that many holds no strength to keep one self from temptation and danger, from an instant indulgence of oneself, and to keep distant from a compromising situation and edge opportunities from too much delight of freedom. This is the record of how changes evolved among teenagers, a change where we become fatal and most of us end as criminals. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A victim resorting to concession of one self and a criminal exceedingly responding to one’s fervor and passion. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt;We have learned that environment; age of partner and perceived family support may affect young people's decisions to have sex. True enough that these factors don’t stand alone but with a receptive wall to every person. I always believe that we cannot gauge the maturity of every person that is why our parents are there to steer and serve the purpose of putting us into the best path, but in most cases, our parents may not be there to monitor or bequeath us the best advice to help us weigh our decisions, or bestow suggestive positive means for us to consider whenever possible. So I believe that we should take an open and positive allotment of respect among ourselves, otherwise when we scarcely take their thoughts and words; we deem that the rest of our actions will be fully taken charged by us, sometimes good but taken not seriously at times, and so teenagers end up weeping for a consequence brought after finding their newly discovered path. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt;Our environment unfolding and recounting every layers of our innocence, from the advancement of technology allowing our minds to be reached by unaccepted ideas and practices and overconfidence of media brought every young girls and boys into a deeper, more dangerous risk. Sex becoming a social partiality to teenagers has reformed them as less sensible, irresponsible individuals with no brighter eye looking for the future.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;Age of difference becoming a consideration to this issue also comes with an immense rewind. I believe that number/age doesn’t matter in making pronouncement but it should be coupled with maturity and preparedness to liability. I openly do not spare myself from this issue as I have come across this set-up and I became an assassin of my own conscience and took menace of my future. Things I believe are the same for those who unfortunately came with an unexpected and startling responsibility after doing so, but in the end, we keep and we will remain track of ourselves and this is an unfolding truth for every individual be an adult or a teenager.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-112324409406512861?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/112324409406512861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=112324409406512861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/112324409406512861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/112324409406512861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/teens-and-sex.html' title='TEENS AND SEX'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-876101495914572445</id><published>2008-02-17T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:23:35.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PILIPINO</title><content type='html'>(this was my official entry to the National ON THE SPOT Essay Writing Contest in Filipino)&lt;br /&gt;PILIPINO, NGAYON NA!&lt;br /&gt;“Ang pagkinig at pagtanggap sa mga munting tinig ng mga Pilipino ay nagsasadya ng isang musikang magpapabago ng ating bansa.”&lt;br /&gt;Ang PILIPINO ay isang samahan ng mga Pilipino – ginawa para sa mga kapwa Pilipino. Ito ang samahang handang tumanggap at linangin ang kamalayang magbubuklod, magmamahal at magliligtas sa kasalukuyang hinaharap. Ito ang samahang gigising sa nakatagong diwa ng ating pagkabayani at pagiging tunay na PILIPINO. Ako ay Pilipino, at tulad ng isang may tunay na prinsipyong Pilipino – hangad ko ang maging munting tinig para sa isang musika na magbibigay daan sa pagbabago ng ating bansa.&lt;br /&gt;Ang PILIPINO tulad ng nakakami’y hangad ang katiwasayan at maisulong ang pagkapilipinong may pagmamahal sa Diyos, sa bansa at sa kapwa tao. Ipinaglalaban nito ang maibalik ang tunay na demokrasya: hindi lamang sa sulat kundi pati sa diwa at gawa. Pinaglalaban nito ang ating kapakanan ng walang sariling motibong pinanghahawakan, may paninindigan sa kahalagahan ng pagsasakripisyong ang kaakibat na lakas ng loob at tatag na maibangon at maisulong ang pagbabago sa isang mapayapa at demokratikong pamaraan.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi tulad ng maruming samahan, ang PILIPINO ay nabubuhay sa kapwa Pilipino at hindi sa salapi at karangyaan. Hangad nito ang linangin at gisingin ang kamalayang sa atin ay nagtatago. Hangad nitong pagyamanin ang mga Pilipino sa diwa ng pagkakaisa at pagmamahal sa Diyos at sa kapwa tao. Hangad nitong kilalanin ang ating pagkabayani at pagkapilipinong babangon at magbabalik ng isang mapayapang Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;Ang PILIPINO hindi tulad ng nakararaming malalaki at maliliit na samahan ay damong wari’y maliit at mahinang pagmasdan kung ihahambing sa mga matatayog na puno. Ngunit ang totoo ay higit na mas matatag at kumakapit ito sa kabila ng unos at pagsubok di gaya ng mga punong napuputol at sumusuko sa pagkapit sa kanyang mga ugat. Maraming mga samahan ay salapi ang ugat ngunit ang samahang ugat ay tao, patuloy itong kumakapit at namumunga.&lt;br /&gt;Tayong mga Pilipino na pra sa mga Pilipino ay handang makiisa sa tawag ng musika ng pagbabago; lilinangin ang ating kabayanihan at tulad ng mga damo ay mananatiling matatag sa gitna ng mga unos at pagkakataon, bibigyang balance ang bughaw na kulay ng langit taglay ang mga berdeng kulay ng pagasa at sabay nating kukulayan ang daan patungo sa tugatog na ating tagumpay. Tagumpay ng tunay na PILIPINO.&lt;br /&gt;Tunay nga, narito na! Tayo na at magbunyi sapagkat ang inaasam na pagasa ay nasa ating palad na kasama ang dalisay na pagtawag at pagsagot sa hamong gigising sa bawat isa – ang hamong gagabay patungo sa adhikaing kakatawan sa pagasa ng kapilipinuhan. Nagkakaisang tugon sa pangangalaga sa adhikaing mapanatili ang buhay na pagasa at nagkakaisang hakbangin upang makamtan ang tagumpay ng bansa. At sa pagkakataong ito, kinakailangan natin ng mga taong mamumuno, handang isakatuparan ang pagiging tunay na PILIPINO; sa isip, sa salita at sa gawa.&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan natin ng dalisay na mamumuno – Siya ang tunay na Pilipinong animo’y malinaw, malinis, at malalim na tubig. MALINAW: Pilipinong pinunong handang magsakripisyo, mula simula hanggang katapusan ay patuloy na magmamahal sa bansa at matatag na maninindigan at kakapit sa kanyang prinsipyong maka-tao, maka-diyos at maka-bansa. MALINIS: Pilipinong walang tinatagong mikrobyong unti-unti at palihim na papatay sa ating mga adhikain at MALALIM: Pilipinong handang tumanggap ng alinmang hamon, handang sumuong sa kapahamakan; magliligtas at pangangalagaan ang kapwa maging sa kalalim-laliman at kadulu-duluhan ng paglalakbay.&lt;br /&gt;Siya ang Pilipinong pinunong para sa tao, para sa Pilipino. Ang taong natatangi at tulad ng tubig ang siyang liligtas sa ating pagkalunod, gagabay sa ating adhikaing makamit at kasamang lalangoy sa pagtupad ng KALAYAAN, KAGALINGAN, KABAYANIHAN AT KAMALAYAN. Wasto na ang ating mga nasayang na oras para sa mga pinunong lumalason at takot sa tubig at mapaglaro ng kapakanan upang ang mga kasakiman ay maisakatuparan.&lt;br /&gt;Siyang tunay, na isang malaking kamalian kung ngayon pa natin nakikita at namulat sa mapait na katotohanan. Ngunit gaya ng samahang PILIPINO, kasama ang mga natatanging mga bayaning nagpapatupad, nanghahamon at gumagabay dito: hindi pa huli ang lahat at makakayanan pa rin nating pagisahin ang mga Pilipino at bumangon mula sa mga KASINUNGALINGAN, KASAKIMAN AT KARUWAGAN.&lt;br /&gt;Kapwa ko Pilipino, naging saksi na tayo sa masiklab na digmaan ng kapwa natin mga Pilipino – at sa bawat pagputok ng mga baril ay patuloy naman tayong nagtatago. Panahon na upang ito ay ating harapin; hindi natatapos ang digmaan sa pag-iwas at hindi rin ito nasasagot sa pagputok ng panibagong baril. Kinakailangan lamang nating magkaisa sa pagsangga at ipakitang kaya nating harapin ng buong tatag at tapang ang pagsiklab nito. Patuloy lamang na dadami at lalakas ang ating kaba at takot kung ating tatalikdan ang bawat pagsiklab. At tulad ng mga pumuputok na kasinungalingan ng ating mga kasalukuyang mamumuno – kinakailangan natin ng pinunong sasangga sa ngalan ng kaayusan at kabutihan. Pinunong gagawin hindi lamang para sarili kung di para sa bansang tinatangi.&lt;br /&gt;Ang Pilipino, tunay ngang kahanga-hanga, lumalaban at hindi sumusuko. At tayong mga Pilipino, handa tayong magkaisa sa ngalan ng pagbabago ng bansa at sarili. Tulad ko, tulad mo, hangad kong mamalayan ang malinaw na pagbabago kasama ang tunay na Pilipinong pinunong magmamahal sa TAO, sa DIYOS at sa BANSA.&lt;br /&gt;Muli, tulad ng sining iskultura – matagal bago mahulma ang perpektong hugis ng nilikha, bagaman sa pagtatapos nito ay habang buhay na mananatili at maaalala, at patuloy na magpapakita ng kamalayang ang lahat ng pinaghihirapan gawa ng pagmamahal at pagkakaisa ay may kahahantungang kabutihan at kaginhawaan.&lt;br /&gt;Tulad nating mga Pilipino, marami pa mang pagsubok ang ating kahaharapin, Ngunit sa huli ay atin ring makakamtan ang perpektong hgis ng ating pagkapilipino: Nilikha ng may pagmamahal at hinulma ng pagkakaisa. At habang buhay, ito ay tatatak sa isip at maging sa puso ninuman – ito ang sining na kailanman ay hindi mananakaw, ang tunay na pagkaPILIPINO.&lt;br /&gt;“Inaanyayahan ko, kapwa ko Pilipino “ – mapalad tayong sa gitna ng unos, tayo pa rin ay kumakapit at di nawawalan ng pagasa.&lt;br /&gt;“Hinihintay ko, kapwa ko Pilipino” – batid ng mga bayaning ibig tayong makapiling sa pagpapalaganap ng kamalayang tunay. At,&lt;br /&gt;“Hinahamon ko, kapwa ko Pilipino” – Oras nang kami ay iyong samahan at tumugon sa aming pagyaya at paghihintay tungo sa iyong pagkagising.&lt;br /&gt;Ang galing mo, kay tatag mo, kay lakas at tatag mo, PILIPINO! Huwag mawalan ng pagasa at pagmamahal sa bayang sinilangan at kasama mo. Ako, ikaw, tayo na at sabay nating isakatotohanan at isigaw, “Ako ay Pilipino, para sa Pilipino. Sa isip, sa salita, at sa gawa!”&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-876101495914572445?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/876101495914572445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=876101495914572445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/876101495914572445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/876101495914572445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/pilipino.html' title='PILIPINO'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-5458957078138966974</id><published>2008-02-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:22:11.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KAMALAYAN</title><content type='html'>(this was my official entry to the National PILIPINO Essay Writing Contest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ang  pambansang kamalayan ay tulad ng pag-ibig na animo’y nagtatago ngunit sa araw ng pagsibol ay hindi mapipigilan.”&lt;br /&gt;Araw-araw ay kinakaharap natin ang mga pagsubok sa napakaraming adhikaing maging isang tunay na Pilipino, Pilipinong may malawak na pagtanggap sa pambansang kamalayan.&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating mga mata, kamay, at labi kasabay ng ating pandinig ay mga natatanging instrumento upang mapalaganap natin sa ating pang-araw araw na pamumuhay ang isang kamalayan bilang anak, kapatid, kaibigan, kakampi. Bilang isang Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating mga mata na saksi sa mga larawan ng ating bansa ay taglay nating panlaban sa isang matinik na pagbantay sa mga mapagsamantalang tao ng ating lipunan. Mga mapang-abusong pulitiko, marahas na pagkilos, at ladlad na paghihirap ang siyang magbibigay daan upang ipamulat sa ating kaisipan na ang ganitong kulay ay hindi nararapat na magtagal sa ating paningin at kinakailangan mapawi bago pa ang kinabukasan ay tuluyang mabahiran ng kasinungalingan at kawalang pag-asa.&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating mga kamay na nagsasabing “kumilos ka” at damahin mo ang natatanging pagbabago na maaari mong maialay. Sa bawat pagdampi ng iyong mga kamay sa mabubuting gawain ng pagtulong sa mahihirap at pagiwas sa pananakit ng iyong sarili at nakakarami’y nagsasabing “mabuhay ka”  at ipagpatuloy mo ang pagtaas ng iyong kamay sa pagtakda ng isang kinabukasan at pagbabagong maiaalay mo sa buong Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;Ang labi’y matinik mong tagapagtanggol sa mapanirang hamon ng pagbabagong kultura at impluwensya ng mga dayuhan ay nananatiling taglay mo sa pagsisimula at pagbangon ng nakalimutang asal ng Pilipino. Muli, ay ipakilala sa ating mga kabataan ang galak at ganda ng paggalang sa nakakarami, ang wastong pagkilala sa nakakaitaas, at pagkilala sa kagandahan ng ating wika at pagka-Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;Ang ating pandinig na animo’y makinang hindi titigil sa pagtanggap ng kaalamang magpapabago sa ating kamalayan. Natatanging kasangkapan natin sa isang malawakang pagtanggap sa mga kasinungalingan at kalokohan ng mga mapagsamantalang pinuno. Ang ating pandinig na ang mensahe ay iparating ang katotohanan at isaalang-alang ang matugis na paghinuha sa kung ano ang tama at mali, sa mas nakakabuti sa ating kapwa Pilipino.&lt;br /&gt;Ang pambansang kamalayan ay taglay mo kailanman. Ang paggising nito ay tulad ng isang pag-ibig na dumarating at dapat na alagaan. Ang katangian mo bilang tao at Pilipino ay natatangi at mahalaga upang ang Pilipinas ay tuluyang mamulat, madama, masambit at marinig sa lahat ng sulok ng mundo.&lt;br /&gt;“Ang paggunita ng kamalayan ay tulad ng pagsilang ng sanggol. Isang pagluwal ng panibagong pag-asa at simulain pagkatapos kaharapin ang mga unos at pagkatakot, paglimot at pagkatalo.”&lt;br /&gt;Ang lahat ng bagay ay hindi nagtatapos, at hindi mawawalan ng pagkakataong mabago at maisaayos. Tulad ng pagkaPilipino at ang pag-asang mapadali ang pagkamit ng pambansang kamalayan, Ngayon at Kailanman.&lt;br /&gt;Tugon ko sa tawag ng kamalayan ay “Oo!”, hamon ko sa nakakarami ay “tayo na!” Sa munting pagpapadama na ang kabataan ay mahalaga sa pagbabago at ang kinabukasan namin ay binibigyang puwang ng nakararami ay isang pagsalamin na hindi kailanman nawala ang ating pagkapilipino at kamalayan bilang mga Pilipino. &lt;br /&gt;Ang pagtanggap sa amin at patuloy na pagtanggap sa mga kabataan ay susi sa mas mabilis na pagkilala sa ating pagkatao at kamalayan. Tulad lamang ng anibersaryong ginugunita taon-taon. Ang pagkilala, at pagiging bukas sa aming maiaalay na pagbabago at kagandahan ay isang selebrasyon para sa mas maganda at mahabang samahan ng pagkakaisa at pagmamahalan ng pagiisip at sarili sa kapwa.&lt;br /&gt;Ang hayaan kaming tuklasin an gaming kakayahan ay laking pagpapasalamat na sa ngalan ng kapwa ko kabataan. Ang pagbukas sa aming kaisipan ay pagkilala sa aming pagkakataong mabago ang hinaharap sa isang mas malayang Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;At higit sa lahat, ang patuloy na pagsubaybay sa ating mga kabataan at pagbigay halaga sa aming magagawa ay isang paraan na kailan man ay makakatulong sa pagkamit ng pambansang kamalayan.&lt;br /&gt;Sabihin mang mumunti pa ang ating taglay na bilang, ngunit hindi maglalaon ay makakamit natin ang bilang na kailan man ay ‘di na matitinag ng anuman pagsubok at paghamon. Tayong mga Pilipino, mananatili tayong bukas sa pagtanggap at paglakas ng ating kamalayan.&lt;br /&gt;“Nabuhay ako sa isang lugar kung saan takot ang laging nadarama sa tuwing ito ay nasasambit. Sa Mindanao. Ang lugar na animo ay halimaw na kinakatakutan at pinandidirihan ng marami, kabilang na kaming mga naninirahan. “Bang! Bang! Bang!” mga tunog ng baril na wari ay humahabol sa aming lahat at tinataboy kami palayo sa aming sinilangan. Tunog na hanggang ngayon ay nangingibabaw sa amin sa kabila ng maraming panahon ng paglimot at pagtalikod sa maagang pagdungis sa aming mga malinis na kaisipan.&lt;br /&gt;Nagpalipat-lipat kami ng tirahan kasabay ng mga kapwa kong nagnanais ng panibagong simulain. Simulaing magbibigay linaw sa mga nakulong na kalayaan at nabuong takot sa aming murang kaisipan. Ngunit kasabay ng pag-alis ko sa aking sinilangan ay baon ko ang takot para sa aking mga naiwang kapatid at kaibigan. Malayo man ang aking narating sa paghahanap na katahimikan ay hanap ko rin ang katiwasayan ng pagiisip at masaganang buhay para sa mga naiwan kong kaibigan at kapatid.”&lt;br /&gt;Sino man, ano man at kailan man. Ang Pilipinong may mata sa loob at labas ng kanyang pagiisip ay handang tahakin ang mga paglalakbay patungo sa isang Mabuting Pilipino at Maayos na Pilipinas. Pambansang Kamalayan. Sa lahat ng sulok ng Pilipinas, ang Pilipino ay hindi makasarili, nagiisip at nananalangin sa ikakabuti at ikaaangat ng nakakarami. Pambansang Kamalayan. Saan ka man nagmula ay bitbit mong may taglay at paghanga ang iyong nakaraan kasabay ng pangarap na nais para sa lahat. Pambansang kamalayan. Kailan man ay hindi mamamatay, ang Pilipino ay hindi tumitigil at hindi magpapahuli; hamunin man ng maraming pagkutya at pagtalikod. Pilipino, nananatiling nakaagapay.&lt;br /&gt;Isa lamang ako sa maraming kabataan ngunit ang Pambansang Kamalayan ay nagtulak sa akin upang maibahagi ko ang katangian nating mga Pilipino’ng pilit na nagtatago at tinatago ng ating kapwa Pilipino. Tiyak kang ako ay naging bihag ng takot at kawalan ng pag-asa ngunit takda ko ang kapalarang hindi magpapagapi sa takot at ang pagbangon hindi lamang para sa aking sarili, kundi para sa lahat ng nais kong iligtas at bigyang pag-asa.&lt;br /&gt;Taglay mo ang aking taglay. Hindi mukha ng takot kundi mukha ng katatagan at pag-asa’ng nais kong ipaabot,ipagmalaki at ialay sa aking kapwa. Kung ako man ay nagising, tiyak kong sasamahan mo ako. Hindi natin kailangang humimlay sa masamang panaginip, hinihintay na tayo ng isang makulay na bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Ang Pilipino ay may Pambansang kamalayan. Bukas sa lahat ng pagbabago at matatag sa matinding hamon ng pagkakaisa. Ako ay Pilipino, humaharap sa nakararami ng may paggalang, at paghanga sa maaari kong maitulong sa pagbabago at pagsisimula. Ikaw ay Pilipino, dahil sa iyo ako ay nagiging matatag, tutulungan mo ako at tutulungan kitang makamit natin ng sabay ang kamalayan, pagbabago,pagkakaisa at kasaganahang ninanais natin. Tayo ay Pilipino, sa kabila ng unos ay mananatiling masaya at nakangiting haharapin ang nakasalubong na kahirapan. Hawak kamay na wawakasan ang pader ng kasinungalingan, at pagmamalupit. Tayo ay Pilipino, magigising ng may magandang kwento sa kinabukasan ng ating kinabukasan.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay Pilipino, anak, kapatid, kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay Pilipino, nangangarap, kumikilos, umaasa.&lt;br /&gt;“Ako ay Pilipino, at inaalay ko ang aking sarili sa isang adhikaing makamit ang tunay na kamalayang magpapabago at magbibigay daan sa isang bagong PILIPINO, sa isang matatag na PILIPINAS.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-5458957078138966974?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/5458957078138966974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=5458957078138966974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5458957078138966974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5458957078138966974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/kamalayan.html' title='KAMALAYAN'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66824577407533335.post-5074404072299602540</id><published>2008-02-17T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:19:35.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams to live</title><content type='html'>"i just wanna be with someone who'll dream , cry , laugh and stand  with me.. "&lt;br /&gt;i know someday i'll be with her...again...&lt;br /&gt;as time unfolds..&lt;br /&gt;unnoticed and unseen&lt;br /&gt;i'll bumped with her again&lt;br /&gt;where everything started...&lt;br /&gt;when she's with me again...&lt;br /&gt;for sure i will do the same...make her dreams come true... dry her tears..laugh and stand for the love promised...&lt;br /&gt;i'll even die for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/66824577407533335-5074404072299602540?l=rnewjr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/feeds/5074404072299602540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=66824577407533335&amp;postID=5074404072299602540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5074404072299602540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/66824577407533335/posts/default/5074404072299602540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rnewjr.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreams-to-live.html' title='dreams to live'/><author><name>rnewjr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13414955126333245309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tiy0XZf_X1Y/SSWyAmbri1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/N5lOmAzLjLY/S220/DSC07378.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
