<?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-5014892216625065543</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:58:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-2562667923921889573</id><published>2007-01-08T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T21:35:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes that made me Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quotes That Made Me &lt;em&gt;Stop!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What if you love the wrong person? Are you going to give up or hold on? Maybe, you need to do nothing just continue loving. Who knows? Maybe that love might be enough to make that person the right one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Don’t get disappointed when God doesn’t give you what you want. He knows the best time for you to have it. Actually, you can have it all but not all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;em&gt; If ever you will find someone who makes you smile through storms, comforts you and keeps you warm. Never let go of that person because there is no “right one” when the “real one” comes along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pag may taong nagmahal sa iyo, ayaw mong aminin na nahuhulog ka na sa kanya, Natutuwa ka pag nagtetext siya pero ayaw mong pahalata. Paano nalang kung umiwas na siya. Hindi mo rin ba aaminin na nasasaktan ka?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess there is just one point in your life were you just have to accept that not everything you wished or hoped for will come true. A time when you just have to gather up the courage to let go and just entrust everything to God knowing he won’t allow you to be in situations of pain for the sake of learning. One day, we will truly understand that He knows us more than we know ourselves that even when we feel alone and misunderstood and even sometimes unloved and used, there is that one person who knows all our flaws yet loves us unconditionally, like no human can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;People give up on love sometimes, that is why God made the earth round so that if two people who are meant to be decide to walk different paths, still, at one point of the world the ends of their roads will meet…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~thei ^____^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-2562667923921889573?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/2562667923921889573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=2562667923921889573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/2562667923921889573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/2562667923921889573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2007/01/quotes-that-made-me-stop_08.html' title='Quotes that made me Stop!'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-6681485262285570714</id><published>2006-12-21T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:31:51.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RYp72bwpITI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LkJL9bS3FIA/s1600-h/pasko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010953710498029874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RYp72bwpITI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LkJL9bS3FIA/s200/pasko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pasko na.. hindi ko alam kung anu ba ang dapat kong gawin.. heto lang naman ang sched naming tatlo... friday... 9 ng umaga... simula ng praktis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 ng gabi nasa baywalk... contest na.... 26 my praktis pa ata... tapos end nun sa 30... hay buhay.... hindi na nga ako einstein tapos mukhang itatakwil na rin ako ng pamilya ko... ewan.. JAVIER PA BA AKO??? ang hirap maging choir... hindi ko naman pinangarap ang maging ganito kabusy na pati bonding kasama ang pamilya kailangan isakripisyo.... pero bahala na... ok na rin siguro.... pa to sa amin... sa kapwa ko MaScians...&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Party....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually... hindi cya nagmukhang party sa mga mata ko... sigurado naman akong masaya ang inihanda nila.. ang lahat... sadyang may problema lang ako sa aking sarili... hay naku.. dumating ako sa masci ng mga 7:30 na late na ako.. kumanta na pala ang choir at obviously, hindi ako kasali...(hndi naman ako big deal) pero ang nakakabanas doon... cla pa ang unang einstein na aking nakita.... (bkit cla pa???) at take note.. pagpasok ko ng room... si philippe ang unang nagbigay ng regalo.... ayan... masaya ka na... salamat ang sinabi ko... alangan namang he! ayoko sa iyo.... i mean nagpapasalamat naman tlaga ako.. ang ayoko lang is that nagmumukhang normal ang lahat.... ginagawa nilang normal ang lahat....pero sige.. dun pa lang bitter na ako.... tahimik na ako... dalawang beses ko ngang tinanggihan si weng sa pagyaya sa akin sa games....pero bahal cla.... ayun late cna thea, iana, leslie at royce... hehe.. mga pasaway...ayun... naligayahan lang ako nung nagdeal or no deal.. hehe.. adik... yayain ba si sir bangayan???? pero in fairness nakakaabnuy yung sayaw nun ha... parang puro kabaklaaan na lng ang mundo....tapos ayun pumunta kaming sm manila... hay... adik talaga... ayun sila nagsisayawan... habang ako ayun.. nakaupo't nagbabantay ng mga gamit... nagkaraoke din cla pero ganun pa rin ako... naalala ko naraman ang lahgat... mangiyak-iyak naraman ako.... to think na nsa mall ako di b???? at nasa harap ko pa ang mga babaeng sina dichi, kamille at abi... hay.. nakakahiya yung ginawa ko....tapos ayun inabot kmi ng gabi....nagpapicture pa kmi.. hay buhay.... tapos naghiwahiwaly na rin kmi ng landas.... sabay kmi ni fojas ng jeep pauwi... tapos ngaun... nadito ako.. nagpopost.... cge..... bye.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*** natakot ata si ph sa regalo ko eh.... binuksan ng patago.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; puro kabitteran lang ang napala ko ngaung araw na ito... hay naku....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;??? bakit pa ako nandito??? cge bye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/*kj*/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-6681485262285570714?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/6681485262285570714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=6681485262285570714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/6681485262285570714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/6681485262285570714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/blue-christmas.html' title='blue christmas'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RYp72bwpITI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LkJL9bS3FIA/s72-c/pasko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-4621433291374667627</id><published>2006-12-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:19:10.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Lord! ^____^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tigerrrkat.phoenixwing.com/albums/album22/Angel_Praying_on_Knees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://tigerrrkat.phoenixwing.com/albums/album22/Angel_Praying_on_Knees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tigerrrkat.phoenixwing.com/albums/album22/Angel_Praying_on_Knees.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God answers prayers fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! That’s all I can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Don’t worry, I’ll help u be optimistic again&lt;br /&gt;Coz pessimism is a disappointment&lt;br /&gt;U won't see the light if you're a pessimist”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I promise na I’ll turn you optimistic again!&lt;br /&gt;Before the school year ends”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actually, I have no plans of writing an entry today but this pushed me into writing.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that pessimistic? As I follow my footsteps, I remembered how different I was. I remember the days that I was like ‘him.’ People often tell us how we act the same that we’re like twins with the same attitude and moods. As I see him, I noticed that he didn’t change a bit; I was the one who changed. (Scary) I was deeply disturbed by his promise because I still can’t see the negative effects of being a pessimist.&lt;br /&gt;I never asked him to promise anything like that. I’m scared of him. Because I hate broken promises and if the day comes that he’ll break it, (I’m already expecting it to happen) I might shut the door and never open it again. I’m preparing myself for more broken promises because someone already ruined my crystal clear record of accomplished promises. Someone really special broke a promise. It’s really hard to move on if you need to hate someone who once touched and brought ‘true’ happiness in your life. But God answers prayers fast! I can’t believe that God used the most unexpected person in the world to utter his answers for me. Of all people, him? I was expecting some one really close to me like Bea, Chrissy or the like but I was really shocked that God used him as an instrument for me to wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you’re the best! ^______________^&lt;br /&gt;You truly do miracles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-4621433291374667627?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/4621433291374667627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=4621433291374667627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/4621433291374667627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/4621433291374667627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/god-answers-prayers-fast-thank-you.html' title='Thank you Lord! ^____^'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-2178226451163814765</id><published>2006-12-11T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:35:53.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>December 10, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Totoo&lt;/strong&gt; naman kasi yung sinasabi nila..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Officer ka nga naman kasi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kasi... nung second year... ang kasama niya... Kepler... nung third year... Mendel..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*umiiyak dahil sa narinig*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tahan na..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag mo kimkimin..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tumutulo pa rin yung mga luha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kasi... Umuulit na naman yung nagyari sa akin sa Hertz... Mapapalayo na naman ako sa section ko... Dahil din sa kanya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isipin mo na lang, &lt;strong&gt;you cannot please everybody&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Presidente ka kasi..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kaya na nga ako nag-presidente e... Para..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*iyak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para... hindi na ako malayo sa section ko..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tahimik lahat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siguro kasi, may mga taong sadyang oppose sa iyo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siguro nga..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*natahan na...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Bumawi ka na lang&lt;/strong&gt;. Kaya mo yan. Siguro naman hindi naman sila ganoon kasama na hindi ka na nila tatanggapin..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-2178226451163814765?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/2178226451163814765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=2178226451163814765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/2178226451163814765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/2178226451163814765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/december-10-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-7069701228416740818</id><published>2006-12-11T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T09:49:18.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on... realizations... strengths...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RXy3hxZMsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EC0ANa_uz9A/s1600-h/Isteniyeh+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007078676551742082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RXy3hxZMsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EC0ANa_uz9A/s200/Isteniyeh+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wala lang... since nag-english na c thea, magtatagalog (taglish) na ako. yung nung friday muna... hehe ang saya... actually never naman plinano ng einstein ang manalo... feeling ko pa nga ang daming flaws ng section namin sa kantang iyon... hindi pa perfect...pero in fairness ang ganda nga nman talaga ng kanta namin... at ang mga boses... powerful... sobra... good thing nakaya naming lahat... nanalo kami... hehe... ang galing talaga ng EINSTEIN!!!! mabuhay tayo!!!! ei.. my praktis pa pala... hehe... ang saya kasi nakatulong ako.... haha.... tuwang-tuwa talaga ako... naging chance pa ito para makibond sa ibang tao sa einstein... hehe... buti nga sumunod naman sila hehe.... nakicooperate lahat kaya kami nanalo... yehey!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;itong araw na ito ay sadyang abnormal. ang lakas ng ulan. sobrang lakas. pero bakit may pasok? samantalang ni walang ulan noong nakaraan bagyo pero umabot ng signal no. 3 ang cavite. wala lng. abnormal. since 6 na ako gumising at malakas din ang ulan na mukhang kahit sa hapon ay hindi ako makakapasok, e nangalkal na ako ng blog ng iba, miss ko na rin ang einstein... tagal na naming hindi nagbobonding... miss ko na yung harutan tuwing bago mag-eco o kaya tuwing free time... hehe... kaya ayun.. nangalkal na talaga ako ng blog ng iba... akalain mong matagal na pa lang may blog si tatay ron?! pero ayun.. my natutunan ako sa pangangalkal ng blog ng iba.. nagustuhan ko naman yung post niya(tatay ron) kaya heto... ipopost ko ulit.. pasencya na ha! sobrang ganda kasi eh!eto na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a newly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of four years: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a student who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a motherwho has given birth to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A premature baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who has survived an accident... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time waits for no one.Treasure every moment you have.You will treasure it even more when You can share it with someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lose one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ba?? ang ganda naman talaga eh..&lt;em&gt; lalo na yung huling line.&lt;/em&gt; totoo nga naman. wala lang ang saya. nasubukan ko na rin ang magparaya ng kaibigan. kaya siguro narealize ko na ang value ng friend. hehe... third year pa akong ganito. hehe... kaya siguro ganon na lang din ang kapit ko sa mga kaibigan ko ngaun... kaya iba magtreasure ng friend... iba talaga... promise...pero tama din yung point ng time waits for no one... I can share it with someone special... true... sa special lng... kaya bakit kailangang mabitter??? di ba? maraming nagmamahal sa akin.. hindi dapat pinoproblema ang problema ng iba lalo na kung yung mga taong yun mismo eh hindi pinoproblema ang sarili nilang mga problema... hehe...tama.. first post ko 'to... kaya ayan... move on na... hindi dapat nagpapakabitter... marami pa akong dapat ayusin... natuto na ako...hehe... (my God!!!!, yung plm form ko pa pla!!!) ok.. kailangan ko talagang lumuwas.. naku naman!!! pero yun nga... move on...hehe.. cge... mabuhay ang mga nasa tama!!!!!Mabuhay ulit ang einstein!!!! &gt;&gt;kakampi nio ako!!!&lt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-7069701228416740818?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/7069701228416740818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=7069701228416740818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/7069701228416740818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/7069701228416740818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/moving-on-realizations-strengths.html' title='moving on... realizations... strengths...'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GdtW3loT6Jg/RXy3hxZMsoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EC0ANa_uz9A/s72-c/Isteniyeh+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-7508050438088431293</id><published>2006-12-10T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:23:51.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Evening Star (to do what is right)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tady.cz/chile/zapad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="199" alt="" src="http://www.tady.cz/chile/zapad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what to say. This might be a burden that I will carry forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To know some one who seeks for your help yet he is the cause of your sufferings..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can a smart woman do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want to be a lawyer and be rich!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my ideal lifestyle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be rich&lt;/strong&gt;.. actually I already have plans for my income&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/4family, 1/4 for myself, 1/4 for charity, 1/4 bank&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I want to live that way.. I dream of crossing the oceans but I never see myself working abroad..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this dream world, I don't have a husband nor kids, just myself and my family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dream big.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what a smart woman wants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;recent events shook my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I even lost track of time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost fell in the pits of eternity because a stupid decision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is where &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found out... I can also make mistakes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if your enemy asked for help?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you help him/her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;if he is the cause of your pain?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you still lend your hand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you know that helping him will cause you more suffering..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you going to take the risk?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what is right and what is good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, you can't do both at the same time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I believe that if you &lt;strong&gt;do what is right&lt;/strong&gt;, something good awaits..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope that God may bless me in this decision that I will hold..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;for eternity..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-7508050438088431293?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/7508050438088431293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=7508050438088431293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/7508050438088431293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/7508050438088431293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-evening-star-to-do-what-is-right.html' title='My Evening Star (to do what is right)'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5014892216625065543.post-1188789991894542874</id><published>2006-12-09T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:52:48.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!</title><content type='html'>mabuhay natataranta bye.... 20 sec. nlng! wohoo!! nsa gbox kmi ngyon.. gmawa ng blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5014892216625065543-1188789991894542874?l=newmorningz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/feeds/1188789991894542874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5014892216625065543&amp;postID=1188789991894542874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/1188789991894542874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5014892216625065543/posts/default/1188789991894542874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newmorningz.blogspot.com/2006/12/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!'/><author><name>ma.kevin james</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13830688836269600246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
