<?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-5924769472004374996</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:35:36.018-08:00</updated><category term='GOD&apos;S Existence'/><category term='Active Faith'/><category term='bleeding love'/><category term='1 corinthians 13'/><category term='JOYENZ'/><category term='let this be our anthem until we die.&apos;'/><category term='Spiritual checkup'/><category term='http://santydel.multiply.com'/><category term='crazeness...short story'/><category term='rodolfo&apos;s prove myself wrong'/><category term='pachelbel&apos;s canon in D major'/><category term='prayer and fasting'/><category term='miguel molina'/><category term='numbness and and boredom&apos;s veracity'/><category term='emptiness'/><category term='maalala ko lang...Traysikel...nurse...HRM'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='confused'/><category term='yña and joyenz'/><category term='memo'/><category term='http://jmm.aaa.net.au/articles/1994.htm'/><category term='tzie&apos;s letter applicable to me'/><category term='i wish you happiness too'/><category term='thoughts to think about'/><category term='october 30 2008 birthday celebration (mine)'/><category term='Jeremiah 29: 11- 14'/><category term='joey alvin san juan belza'/><category term='dream car tuscani and wanting to go back in beijing'/><category term='Pacquiao: De La Hoya’s nightmare'/><category term='What a boyfriend would do….  by Jeoffrey'/><category term='rodolfo&apos;s testing vs. training'/><category term='honeybebe'/><category term='now you know)'/><category term='Nitai_Gauranga&apos;s post'/><category term='goodluck to your next suicide attempt'/><category term='mis bem'/><category term='TWILIGHT'/><category term='troubled times'/><category term='sunday sermon'/><category term='Bible Quote Proverbs 30: 8- 19'/><category term='Love'/><category term='anavie'/><category term='joynlazaro'/><category term='my song lyrics'/><category term='fun trip'/><category term='jerks'/><category term='beautiful day'/><category term='puzzled = confuzzled heheheh'/><category term='bob ong'/><category term='LIVE. 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LAZARO&apos;s'/><category term='third place'/><category term='honeyvin'/><category term='lathala ko...'/><category term='pipay  (there you go'/><category term='5 most happiet days of my entire 23 years of existence'/><category term='http://www.lovefatedestiny.com/tragiclovestories3.htm'/><category term='mother&apos;s day poetry'/><category term='awwwwwww'/><category term='stupids'/><category term='all we need is LOVE'/><category term='july&apos;s owned'/><category term='December 26 &apos;08 at Villa Ramos Resort'/><category term='Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love'/><category term='niña carla gonzales'/><title type='text'>tHE wRitEr anD hEr pEn</title><subtitle type='html'>HONEY IF YOU ONLY KNEW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU MAYBE THEN YOU WOULD REALIZE MY LOVE WORTH'S INTENTIONALLY JUST FOR YOU</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4681733748868888102</id><published>2009-11-23T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:26:15.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emptiness'/><title type='text'>I no longer know how to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't been getting a good night sleep for days. and it felt like something wrong is happening inside my body. weird ones. i am getting fatter and fatter and lazy. i went gymming for like three hours yesterday and feel nothing. very impossible. i am so naive and i feel like a tough nut to crack or a tough row to hoe. Neither of it still will means that my feeling of being useless and empty requires a great amount of perseverence and will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of regular updating here and the lack of words to add in my posts can only suggests that I no longer know how to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4681733748868888102?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4681733748868888102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4681733748868888102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4681733748868888102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4681733748868888102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-no-longer-know-how-to-blog.html' title='I no longer know how to blog'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-36618567712939592</id><published>2009-07-21T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:46:33.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish you happiness too'/><title type='text'>better in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whoever we have had disagreements with (esp. to GHEM) or a grievance maybe, forgive and move on... for your own health's sake too let us let bygones be bygones... we've forgiven you also, hon and i are so happy now, so much in love with each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-36618567712939592?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/36618567712939592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=36618567712939592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/36618567712939592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/36618567712939592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-in-time.html' title='better in time'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1333519776624617212</id><published>2009-07-12T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:09:27.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>i wanna walk down the isle</title><content type='html'>i so am envious right now while watching video clips in youtube about the lovers walking down the isle saying for better or for worse, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for richer or poorer till death do them part "i do"&lt;/span&gt; darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i really wanna walk down the isle too... maybe someday... sooner i hope lol... i so want to wear that beautiful gown i saw on the internet a while ago, i wanted to have a venue near a beach or in a resort or probably in baguio where my boyfriend and i had our first date away and first sleep together, i so want to walk while the "orchestra" or "band" were playing pachelbel's Canon in D or bond's lullaby, a rendition of Pachelbel's canon in D. i want to marry my love of my life, my one and only, the dearest man of my life, my boyfriend, Joey Alvin San Juan- Belza.&lt;br /&gt;HOW I WISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1333519776624617212?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1333519776624617212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1333519776624617212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1333519776624617212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1333519776624617212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wanna-walk-down-isle.html' title='i wanna walk down the isle'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3309342356793390887</id><published>2009-06-10T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:39:28.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 9, 2009 4th Monthssary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SjBWVUNxDxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/diiioHTCvSU/s1600-h/053020093852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SjBWVUNxDxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/diiioHTCvSU/s400/053020093852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345867681892470546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ergo, last Tuesday, June 9 was our 4th Monthssary. I was so shocked because it never appeared on my mind that he'll surprised me with roses, cause as my reader knows what happened on that last bunch o' roses he gave me. uhmmn 9 in the morning i was in front of my PC when he entered the office, i did not mind him at first because what i was minding was my blog, afraid that he'll read and see what I was typing here. lol.  so fast forward, here he comes with these beautiful roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SjBWVCO6mKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/235NICk5uGc/s1600-h/061020093902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SjBWVCO6mKI/AAAAAAAAA9E/235NICk5uGc/s400/061020093902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345867677065451682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the funny thing is I know it's our monthssary but I just rant him an out of the blue question "WHAT'S WITH THESE BEAUTIFUL ROSES" then he answered so funny "IT'S OUR BIRTHDAY RIGHT?" haha... then i remember, Happy 4th monthssary Honhon, thank you and I Love You I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3309342356793390887?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3309342356793390887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3309342356793390887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3309342356793390887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3309342356793390887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-9-2009-4th-monthssary.html' title='June 9, 2009 4th Monthssary'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SjBWVUNxDxI/AAAAAAAAA9U/diiioHTCvSU/s72-c/053020093852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4558012714931830581</id><published>2009-06-08T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:34:00.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story (06-8,9,10,11-09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay so here's how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;who Joey who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... the tall, dark and most handsome boyfriend :). Joey Alvin San Juan- Belza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the most generous boyfriend, son and brother of two younger siblings. He 's got sweet tooth like me.  (yey!) He's the most funny and ever smiley man I've ever met, he loves a good laugh and does not hesitate to crack a joke or two even if you beg him to stop doing so. He's front mean "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;maskulado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"  act made people speculate that he's "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;barumbado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" BUT HE'S NOT. though he was a good liar... (heheheh) but when giving his loving attention he somehow holds back at times but when we're like the only people together it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"this is it... there'll be no tomorrow, seize the moment" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;type. I feel blessed and happy that I met him cause he's the type of guy you just couldn't find in the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Why Yen-Yen, why!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(why not? what's not to love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the not so beautiful but damn drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend :) Joy "joyenz" Nebreja- Lazaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a school- heiress (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heheh&lt;/span&gt;) currently stock holder and incorporator at Bethany Christian Academy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hate washing the dishes but Love cooking. I Graduated as cum Laude in Hotel and Restaurant Management (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;mind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) yet my boyfriend never really appreciate my cooking's (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;mean!nyeheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;). I love traveling, the more I slack the more I appreciate the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(lol... lazy huh? i know! haha!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can still say that I am the most loving, caring, sweetest, the most wonderful girlfriend Alvin can ever have. No one can love him the way i do (o^____________^0) (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;proven!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ergo, dang it,I AM MADLY, DEEPLY, CRAZILY In Love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;When Alvin met Yen-yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It wasn't love at first sight... though I really like his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;January 12, 2009 was the day to remember.  That was the day we first met on the gym but at that day I'm not interested on looking at other people in the gym, yet he said he saw me and thought I am pretty. And just like what I've told you on my past blogs thousand times before, we started our relationship really shaky, not just shaky but also rough because Alvin use to be in a relationship still that time, yet, without I knowing it, still let him court me and that was the start of our love story (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;aww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;). Ergo, don't ask me anymore what happened but if you wanna know you can go browse my older posts for the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fast forward. so it was the gym (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;sweat shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) that became the haven of our amity (^___^) where we spend the first three months of the most shuddering bond. these first three months test my ardor for him. two weeks after, January 26,  he start courting me through text (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;how modern huh? i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;) it was my best friend norlyn who gave my number to him. so we exchange SMS until dawn and he expressed his desire to court me and another two weeks had past, 9th of February, 9 P.M. in my house he said if he may kiss me, i was shocked and quivering in a good way cause i liked to be kissed too and voila! right then and there a really  sweet smack I can still remember ensued. After he went home he send me a text and I never thought that that was it! we're boyfriend- girlfriend already! haha frightened and scared that my mother could sense it I still denied it to myself on the first three days but funny how all those things go and we can't handle our emotion already cause we're falling too down deep to each other, people on the gym realizes our relationship, and they saw how much I Love my Honhon. Honey costs me into so much trouble but infairness to my hubby you can see his transformation from bad-boy into baby boy! lols, i mean into a very dependable, matured, futuristic, lovable man right now. *smirk*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today June 9, 09 is our Fourth Blessed Monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4558012714931830581?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4558012714931830581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4558012714931830581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4558012714931830581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4558012714931830581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-story.html' title='Our Story (06-8,9,10,11-09)'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8277690003049715720</id><published>2009-06-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:56:34.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://profiles.friendster.com/16170598'/><title type='text'>ALDRIN'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. .I'm OpEn, yOu'rE cLoseD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln1"&gt;whEr yOu gO, i'LL foLLOw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln2"&gt;I wOrRy I wOn't sEE yoUr fAcE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln3"&gt;LiGhT uP AgAin. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln5"&gt;EveN tHe bEsT faLL dOwn sOmeTimeS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln6"&gt;EvEn tHe wrOnG wOrd sEEmS tO rhYmE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln7"&gt;Out oF thE doUbt thaT fiLLs mY minD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln8"&gt;I somehow find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln9"&gt;you aNd I coLLide . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORST THING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;.. .tHE wOrsTh thinG iS bEinG LonELy. .&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;. .iT iS wEn tHAt sOMe1 mAkes yOU feEL sPeciaL tHen suDdeNLy LeavEs yOU HanGinG,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;. .aND yoU jUzt hAve to aCt tHAt yOU dOnt minD aND pRetEnD tHAt nOthinG is wOrtH  reMemBeriNg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHOUTOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;neVer allow's somebody 2 be ur priority when in fact ur juzt an option&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SinZAAFDl6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/jSse9wOl3z0/s400/love-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344041026896238498" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bakit ganun? di ba sabi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"love keeps NO record of wrong doings"&lt;/span&gt; pero dahil sa sobrang takot sa mga pinagdaanan ko kay honey parang pilit na bumabalik baalik sakin yung mga yun taz pag naiisip ko nawawalan ako ng tiwala at puro takot pumapalit? nahihirapan ako eh? or pinapahirapan ko sarili ko should i say? SOBRA KO SYANG MAHAL NA MAHAL! to the extent na kaya at handa ko ibigay lahat ng wala ng pagdadalawang isip alam mo yun? wala at never akong nagsisi sa mga bagay bagay kasi mahal ko sya eh... and if i have to i am willing to do it over and over again. kaya lang... when my fear comes... nawawala lahat sakin, can you blame me? kahapon 6-5-09 22nd birthday nya and he celebrated it with our friends dito sa bahay, all is well until i heard a story... i don't know! i know! i kind of like a retard i guess! this is wrong diba? but come on! prove me wrong! prove that i need not to feel any reverence anymore cause i guess VIN'S &lt;font style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PURE&lt;/font&gt; LOVE IS ENOUGH to stop these things that are shaking me! i dunno know what will happened... GOD here I go again... darn! HONEY i just pray to GOD that... that... that okay HIS WILL BE DONE. Lord help... please po... mahal na mahal ko si alvin talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1994049716282224217?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1994049716282224217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1994049716282224217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1994049716282224217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1994049716282224217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-chapter.html' title='LOVE CHAPTER'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SinZAAFDl6I/AAAAAAAAA8k/jSse9wOl3z0/s72-c/love-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2076631885192220488</id><published>2009-06-01T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:04:27.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeybebe'/><title type='text'>just when i thought... i was wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO MOVE ON AND LIKE BE FOREVER STUCK IN JEFF'S SHADOW BUT I WAS WRONG. DEAD WRONG. AFTER EIGHT YEARS OF BEING AT A COMPLETE LOSS IN JEFF'S MEMORY COMES ALVIN. AT FIRST I THOUGHT HE WAS JUST LIKE THOSE OTHER GUYS THAT I HAD A CRUSH ON BUT AS TIME GOES BY I JUST FOUND MYSELF TOTALLY OVER HIM. I FELL IN LOVE. HE HELPED ME MOVE ON AND LIKE START OVER AGAIN OR LIKE CONTINUE TO BREATHE AGAIN. HE'S DIFFERENT AND DOES NOT REMIND ME OF JEFF IN ANY WAYS. HE'S FRONT ACT WERE LIKE MEAN AND UNPLEASANT BUT BEHIND THOSE UNCARING ACT WERE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE FOR HIS FAMILY. THAT'S WHAT I LIKE AND LOVE ABOUT HIM. HIS NAME IS JOEY ALVIN SAN JUAN- BELZA. I LOVE YOU HONEY. THANKS FOR MAKING ME FEEL LOVED BY YOU. I'M ALL YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2076631885192220488?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2076631885192220488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2076631885192220488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2076631885192220488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2076631885192220488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-i-would-never-be-able-to-move.html' title='just when i thought... i was wrong'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4121848803483437195</id><published>2009-06-01T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:02:24.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honey&apos;s water baptism'/><title type='text'>water baptism</title><content type='html'>last Sunday my boyfriend finally decided to be baptized through water. i had the video but wasn't able to upload it yet... maybe soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4121848803483437195?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4121848803483437195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4121848803483437195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4121848803483437195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4121848803483437195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/06/water-baptism.html' title='water baptism'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8147283439222774833</id><published>2009-05-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:03:41.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sh1ILt-F7MI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZNydxjFeFWk/s1600-h/052720093835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sh1ILt-F7MI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZNydxjFeFWk/s400/052720093835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340504099287067842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If Only:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If He only knew how much I Love Him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe He would stop hurting me&lt;br /&gt;If He only knew how much he means to me&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe He'd not let these tears from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He only knew that He is my life&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then He could not let me from dying&lt;br /&gt;If He only knew that He is my everything&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe He would not let this things from happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Only... He'll love me the way I Love Him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then He'll knew how I am feeling&lt;br /&gt;If only He'll realize all of these things I am saying&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then He'd be head over heels falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...If Only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;5-27-09&lt;br /&gt;for my honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8147283439222774833?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8147283439222774833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8147283439222774833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8147283439222774833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8147283439222774833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sh1ILt-F7MI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZNydxjFeFWk/s72-c/052720093835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6924466410763982074</id><published>2009-05-26T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:57:14.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>piCtuRe diAry EntRy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday we went to campo quatro to cut ourselves some slack one more time! hahaha!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvUGYT_2NI/AAAAAAAAA7k/NoQiPgq56V4/s1600-h/052520093818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvUGYT_2NI/AAAAAAAAA7k/NoQiPgq56V4/s400/052520093818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340094989248485586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSpQakt5I/AAAAAAAAA7U/sWZz6Rwiirc/s1600-h/052520093817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSpQakt5I/AAAAAAAAA7U/sWZz6Rwiirc/s400/052520093817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340093389400749970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSpIBwu3I/AAAAAAAAA7M/wfrcVNc8Asc/s1600-h/052520093815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSpIBwu3I/AAAAAAAAA7M/wfrcVNc8Asc/s400/052520093815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340093387149196146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSoyLEnXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/tAQ40XmdXvI/s1600-h/052520093813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSoyLEnXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/tAQ40XmdXvI/s400/052520093813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340093381282667890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSovfyCmI/AAAAAAAAA68/4pSKomztm-0/s1600-h/052520093809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvSovfyCmI/AAAAAAAAA68/4pSKomztm-0/s400/052520093809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340093380564224610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;uhmm actually last last saturday we went to pantabangan, nueva ecija to road test our baby "kechup". we had fun, actually a very funny experience cause our baby kechup went flat on a rough road uphill place on our way back home... hehehe... my honey and i went walking our baby 3 or almost 5 kilometers down the hill! dude it was one of a kind mind blowing experience. here are some of the pictures while on our trip. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvRt_zUG2I/AAAAAAAAA6s/Hi9UoCJd_hc/s1600-h/052120093794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvRt_zUG2I/AAAAAAAAA6s/Hi9UoCJd_hc/s400/052120093794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340092371328834402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvRtYghgkI/AAAAAAAAA6k/IS6anhA592g/s1600-h/052120093795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvRtYghgkI/AAAAAAAAA6k/IS6anhA592g/s400/052120093795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340092360781038146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQD74jmJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9GdfnB92gIA/s1600-h/052120093785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQD74jmJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9GdfnB92gIA/s400/052120093785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340090549210945682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQDZNnXgI/AAAAAAAAA58/v84DwRnvfLs/s1600-h/052120093782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQDZNnXgI/AAAAAAAAA58/v84DwRnvfLs/s400/052120093782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340090539904032258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQC2yfBWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/S8RSmRVwG0k/s1600-h/052120093780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvQC2yfBWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/S8RSmRVwG0k/s400/052120093780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340090530663433570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOg6YscSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ix692qU7PMM/s1600-h/052120093778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOg6YscSI/AAAAAAAAA5k/ix692qU7PMM/s400/052120093778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340088848001823010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOgAdpSNI/AAAAAAAAA5M/LLp0fo816ao/s1600-h/052120093773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOgAdpSNI/AAAAAAAAA5M/LLp0fo816ao/s400/052120093773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340088832453331154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOfzNMs5I/AAAAAAAAA5E/hTh4bJzAhh8/s1600-h/052120093772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvOfzNMs5I/AAAAAAAAA5E/hTh4bJzAhh8/s400/052120093772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340088828894688146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6924466410763982074?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6924466410763982074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6924466410763982074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6924466410763982074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6924466410763982074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture-diary-entry.html' title='piCtuRe diAry EntRy'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvUGYT_2NI/AAAAAAAAA7k/NoQiPgq56V4/s72-c/052520093818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8376103185023478598</id><published>2009-05-24T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:21:18.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wedding dream'/><title type='text'>MY DREAM WEDDING... haist how I wish Lord!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shhhh... Keep your voice down low... these plans are just my secret... lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was browsing the web a while ago and I end up at Monique Lhuillier and Vera Wang Site... Darn! can't help but to dream my own wedding! hahaha... funny I know... uhmmm how I wish to have my wedding dream come true... here's the list and some run down. hehehehe.. I hope to get this! so here's the wedding catch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Proposal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully He'd Propose by the shore early morning,  like he'll wake me up while the sun is still asleep and take me beside the beach and we'll wait till the sun comes up and then he'll be on his knees with this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plum sapphire stoned engagement ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuxL_YEmLI/AAAAAAAAA2g/d-5LJ-rDk8s/s1600-h/f0f3ebb8fc98c41c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 81px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuxL_YEmLI/AAAAAAAAA2g/d-5LJ-rDk8s/s400/f0f3ebb8fc98c41c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340056602726930610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or could be in a sunset pouring rain with a rare  type &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;opal based diamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rounded engagement ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sho4mlmT1MI/AAAAAAAAA2I/d0C67Ns1l90/s1600-h/or1338t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 71px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sho4mlmT1MI/AAAAAAAAA2I/d0C67Ns1l90/s400/or1338t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339642543780123842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; while asking me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;" honey you won't mind if I'll w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alk y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ou here next month on a white wedding dress then spend the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; walking with you would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"  &lt;/span&gt;(haha... sweet!) probably I'll cry my tears out answering &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONEY I WON'T MIND SPENDING THE REST OF MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WALKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WITH YOU, AND YES I WOULD MA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RRY YOU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES YES YES!&lt;/span&gt; darn it! i can't help but get excited... lolz.. i know i know funny huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my boyfriend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn't even want to get married yet though any time soon... how sad... haissssssssst... pathetic me...lol... just kidding... i'm just dreaming ok!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Motif A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuwJwLeqsI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/hqzQV7QRyEg/s1600-h/a2680bdb8f951682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuwJwLeqsI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/hqzQV7QRyEg/s400/a2680bdb8f951682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340055464776215234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shuy6D2RQZI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Tw6S2Fx4hqQ/s1600-h/c6d52855fd990ef2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shuy6D2RQZI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Tw6S2Fx4hqQ/s400/c6d52855fd990ef2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340058493712941458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 A Golden amber or almost yellow one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Motif B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuzMRwwX6I/AAAAAAAAA24/uBuNBpDW_Tk/s1600-h/3085583621_24df5297ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 78px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuzMRwwX6I/AAAAAAAAA24/uBuNBpDW_Tk/s400/3085583621_24df5297ef.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340058806685556642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuysqwOTaI/AAAAAAAAA2o/j9SybEXnIR0/s1600-h/pearl-color-instruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuysqwOTaI/AAAAAAAAA2o/j9SybEXnIR0/s400/pearl-color-instruction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340058263638396322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plum and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pearl white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Venue A: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuzgzG_dKI/AAAAAAAAA3A/_0gEBHMXTsw/s1600-h/w0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuzgzG_dKI/AAAAAAAAA3A/_0gEBHMXTsw/s400/w0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340059159234573474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise Wedding by the Beach Shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Venue B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu0c9miyoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Et2ZSRvrfRA/s1600-h/851745024_dc6a700f26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu0c9miyoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Et2ZSRvrfRA/s400/851745024_dc6a700f26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340060192843418242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hilltop Garden view in a very nice Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Gown A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu0_MdlUHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/jPgIhbFgRLU/s1600-h/1687231912_714f325cfb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu0_MdlUHI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/jPgIhbFgRLU/s400/1687231912_714f325cfb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340060780947918962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Gown B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu1Us2DADI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xvodnaGtw6s/s1600-h/1003-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu1Us2DADI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/xvodnaGtw6s/s400/1003-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340061150417715250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Cake A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5LCbgiII/AAAAAAAAA3g/UKHS-Ab6m7k/s1600-h/3424630931_67e2f55c0b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5LCbgiII/AAAAAAAAA3g/UKHS-Ab6m7k/s400/3424630931_67e2f55c0b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340065382459803778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Cake B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5eLoQJuI/AAAAAAAAA3o/fbf2e16zvkE/s1600-h/seashellweddingcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5eLoQJuI/AAAAAAAAA3o/fbf2e16zvkE/s400/seashellweddingcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340065711346689762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Flowers A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5wqNUL6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/5olIeT535PU/s1600-h/156058055_72ff3f348d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu5wqNUL6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/5olIeT535PU/s400/156058055_72ff3f348d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340066028792852386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Flower B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu65FFE-HI/AAAAAAAAA34/tudRhcvPOYg/s1600-h/87515166_b02ac8223c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu65FFE-HI/AAAAAAAAA34/tudRhcvPOYg/s400/87515166_b02ac8223c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340067272956639346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Hair A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu7Rxid4LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/_GuneJHzt-0/s1600-h/hbonny3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu7Rxid4LI/AAAAAAAAA4A/_GuneJHzt-0/s400/hbonny3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340067697207926962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Hair B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu98suy_hI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/euaQAAndUWI/s1600-h/wedding-hairstyle-flowdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu98suy_hI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/euaQAAndUWI/s400/wedding-hairstyle-flowdown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340070633675095570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Slip Ons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu-VJt-UeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LLollUphySk/s1600-h/42a0cddd2b445d0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu-VJt-UeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/LLollUphySk/s400/42a0cddd2b445d0c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340071053773132258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Flip Flops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu_ElmYmNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/6gI77g4NLoQ/s1600-h/2746041963_63e2c44807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Shu_ElmYmNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/6gI77g4NLoQ/s400/2746041963_63e2c44807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340071868711344338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wedding Song A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pachelbel's Canon in D Major&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Song B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels Like Home- Chantal Kreviazuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha ha.. Okay i know i know... every thing seems to be all planned BY ME already huh? but to remind you these are just my dreams so if by chance that I am about to marry at least I already have an Idea of what i want cause I have envisioned of it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvAY8PUT7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/YBTt_g6l6JE/s1600-h/weddingPHOTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShvAY8PUT7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/YBTt_g6l6JE/s400/weddingPHOTO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340073317897621426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WISH MY HONEY WOULD TURN MY DREAM WEDDING INTO R-E-A-L-I-T-Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8376103185023478598?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8376103185023478598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8376103185023478598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8376103185023478598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8376103185023478598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-dreaming-haissssssssssst-how-i.html' title='MY DREAM WEDDING... haist how I wish Lord!'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShuxL_YEmLI/AAAAAAAAA2g/d-5LJ-rDk8s/s72-c/f0f3ebb8fc98c41c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8501108350055902824</id><published>2009-05-23T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T22:32:52.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honey Joey Alvin SJ. Belza'/><title type='text'>Feels like home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShgeKqXQ5_I/AAAAAAAAA14/UYEWxWnD50A/s1600-h/012520092936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShgeKqXQ5_I/AAAAAAAAA14/UYEWxWnD50A/s400/012520092936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339050526767114226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;O&lt;/span&gt;kay here I go again. I just really want the world to know how much I Love my Boyfriend. I just want the whole world to see how this love I have for him is as bright as the burning rays of sun. I am so happy every time we're together even though we've had a rough start as you guys can read all through out my blog. Every time I am about to think of those days I can't help but cry, cause I almost gave up on him, I almost gave up of this love. I cry every time I remember how he used to hurt me and yet I continue to allow him to hurt me. I remember how he use to lie and send me text messages that he is suppose to send "HER". It hurts and frighten me especially when we are fighting over the same thing over and over again because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE HIM SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt; that I was able to give in everything that I am, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE HIM SO DEAR&lt;/span&gt; that I forgive him over and over again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANY THING IN THIS WORLD&lt;/span&gt; that I did fight for my Love for him, even though until now I am still hurting. like right now, I am crying because I can't believe that finally he's with me, though I still have some doubt but I am trying to bring my full trust back for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; want to spend the rest of my life and be with Him that even death can't tear us apart. I enjoy every minute of the day I spent with him. I am so happy every time we're together.  I love the Idea that we're inseparable and that we enjoy each others company. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If he only knew how much He and this moment means to me and how long I've waited for him and his touch and if he only knew how happy he is making me cause I never thought that I would love anyone so much like I am loving him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what will happened to me if by chance that our fate decided to part our ways and let us take our separate path's on our own because with him I feel complete, with him everything seems to be just so right, with him my future seems so clear, with him it feels like finally I am home where I truly belong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honey co I LOVE YOU SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/new-player-skin-2.gif" alt="new-player-skin-2.gif" style="border: 0px solid ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/mediaplayer-2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="277" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/mediaplayer-2.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wrzuta.pl%2Faud%2Ffile%2Fz70JAHILOG%2Fchantal_-_feels_like_home_.mp3&amp;amp;height=20&amp;amp;width=277&amp;amp;showeq=true&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;volume=100"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allownetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;!--[if IE]&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/mediaplayer-2.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="277" height="20" flashvars="&amp;amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wrzuta.pl%2Faud%2Ffile%2Fz70JAHILOG%2Fchantal_-_feels_like_home_.mp3&amp;amp;height=20&amp;amp;width=277&amp;amp;showeq=true&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;volume=100" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com/"&gt;Feels Like Home&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8501108350055902824?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8501108350055902824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8501108350055902824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8501108350055902824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8501108350055902824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/feels-like-home.html' title='Feels like home'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShgeKqXQ5_I/AAAAAAAAA14/UYEWxWnD50A/s72-c/012520092936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-992398857682839480</id><published>2009-05-19T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:25:00.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>di kapanipaniwala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShOGMxQ7TqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/NtDB_3TG9d4/s1600-h/lg_honey_you_are_my_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShOGMxQ7TqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/NtDB_3TG9d4/s400/lg_honey_you_are_my_love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337757537305054882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OO na... In Love Na ako... magagawa ko? kala ko di ko na makakalimutan si Jeff tapos biglang pana ni kupido pucha aray! sakto! tumama! hahah! kamakailan lang natatandaan ko pa, Desyembre yun eh, magpapasko katext ko si mareng muging ng ganito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;marz:&lt;/span&gt; marz matatapos na naman ang taon wala pa tayong boylet... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ako:&lt;/span&gt; xete, wag mu na nga pinapaalala? mas malupet ako mag-bebente kwatro na loveless pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kita mo nga naman noh? tapos kung babalikan mo yung mga blog ko nung December puro patungkol kay Jeff yun, yung pambihirang lalakeng ipinagkait sakin ng tadhana! haha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mahal na mahal ko yun dati eh, isipin mo Siyam na taon na wala na akong binanggit na ibang pangalan kundi JEFF!?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tapos ng pagsapit ng bagong taon, di ko talaga akalain na magkakaganito ang buhay ko! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(bawal mang magmura pero pambihira! SIYETe...) &lt;/span&gt;biglang gumulo ang mundo ko! na inlove ako eh! ang gulo talaga lalo na nung una, akalain mo naranasan kong lait-laitin ako,  pambihira, makita ko ang mga itsura ng mga yun josko &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATAWARIN&lt;/span&gt; kayo! oo di ako perpekto, tao lang... bakit ikaw perfect? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(OO NA! MAGMAGANDA KAYO! SINALA KAYO SA BUNOT! PERO KUNG DI KO PA ALAM NA KUNG DI PA KAYO MAG-PONDS AT POWDER WITH MATCHING MAXI-PEEL DI PA KAYO DADANDA!... SIGE LAITIN NYO AKO! KALOKANG MGA ITO! mas madanda pa din ako sa inyo... P-E-R-I-O-D  hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;pero ngayon, masayang masaya na ako... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUBRA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finally i'm with the man long i've been waiting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; i love my honey so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-992398857682839480?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/992398857682839480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=992398857682839480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/992398857682839480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/992398857682839480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/di-kapanipaniwala.html' title='di kapanipaniwala'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ShOGMxQ7TqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/NtDB_3TG9d4/s72-c/lg_honey_you_are_my_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3009579149374307041</id><published>2009-05-13T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:04:24.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lion and the Lamb'/><title type='text'>When the Lion fell in love with the Lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgqTma20x7I/AAAAAAAAA04/weyP4kPH0YE/s1600-h/050220093579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgqTma20x7I/AAAAAAAAA04/weyP4kPH0YE/s400/050220093579.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335238996827359154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't help but shiver! (in a good way) darn! my boyfriend is so so sweet! hahah! He made me feel so special, beautiful and loved... finally after three long mournful months I've already found my lullaby... my every sweet escape, my life. He's like a cadbury, I'm getting use to him. He's my morphine, my daily apathy. I met him as a stranger, a really strange stranger and I was right, indeed he was a serial stranger. He use to hurt and make me cry, though,  he even use to make me smile. I was like a kid who's been run off with whirly pops and go tantrum then after wards this stranger bribe me with some butterfinger. I don't        know how he knew that it was my favorite chocolate after cadbury but because I'm just a kid, a vulnerable fragile juvenile, I, accepted his bribe. I got use of his enticements, his sweet words, his believable promises... then when he thought that I was about to fall completely on his pit the world turned upside-down. The Lion began to tumble down my kind-of-sheep attitude. He got lost in my being benevolent and got avid about my  lachrymose eyes. I knock him off of his feet and got swayed by my honeyed voice.  I have persuaded the King and made the Lion fall in love with the Lamb, I made him fall in love with me. Now, I could not help but not believe , but I have to cause if I won't then who would? right? I love my beau so much... more than one  could ever imagine, I completely prove myself wrong in terms of setting boundaries when it comes about this crazy thing called love, cause once I've set my standard and hemmed my self to things I thought I should only be doing. I Love You Honey, So much too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3009579149374307041?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3009579149374307041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3009579149374307041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3009579149374307041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3009579149374307041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-lion-fell-in-love-with-lamb.html' title='When the Lion fell in love with the Lamb'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgqTma20x7I/AAAAAAAAA04/weyP4kPH0YE/s72-c/050220093579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5874012789358188899</id><published>2009-05-09T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T18:48:59.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all we need is LOVE'/><title type='text'>GOD SALAMAT PO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgeDzphE9YI/AAAAAAAAA0o/zJ529HwxSfk/s1600-h/050120093502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgeDzphE9YI/AAAAAAAAA0o/zJ529HwxSfk/s400/050120093502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334377206984799618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sa totoo lang dumadaan pa din ako up to now sa bagyo ng buhay ko. dumating sa point yung buhay ko na inakala ko na madali lang, pero mali ako dahil di kinaya ng utak ko ang mga biglaang pangyayari at nawindang ako. masakit para sa akin na maloko at saktan ng tao na mahal ko, mabuti na lang the table did turned around and i am somehow happy na ngayon. di ko alam, i mean alam ko na di dapat makipag relasyon ang kapwa Kristiano sa mga hindi Kristiano dahil nga may batas ang Dyos dito  II Cor. 6:14. pero sa kabilang banda meron ding natala sa Biblia na maaari kang maging dahilan para makakilala sa dyos ang iyong kabiyak. sa ngayon ang alam ko lang may dahilan ang Dyos sa lahat ng mga bagay na nangyayari sa buhay ko ngayon dahil diko din lubos maisip kung paanong unting unti nyang inaayos ang mga gusot na dinaanan ko. sya na din mismo ang tumulong sa akin, bagamat sa ngayon magulo pa din ang mga bagay bagay pero alam ko magiging maayos din ang lahat. magiging masaya din kami ng tuluyan ng honey ko, liligaya na din ako at mawawala ng lahat ng alinlangan ko dahil alam ko di kami pababayaan ng Dyos, mabuti sya at di nya hahayaang mapahamak ang mga tao lalo na ang mga anak nya, lalo na ako, kami ng honey ko. mahal na mahal ko sya bagamat masakit at mapait ang pinagdaanan at naging simula namin pero umaasa ako sa tamamng panahon at malapit na yun, aayusin din ng Dyos ang lahat ng bagay at di na ako iiyak ulit ng dahil sa sama ng loob, sobra kong mahal si alvin pati buhay ko kaya kong ibigay, sana lang talagang mahal nya ako ng higit pa sa buhay nya tulad ng sinabi nya. Lord maraming maraming salamat po sa lahat at kayo po ang patuloy na manguna at maghari at gumabay sa relasyon namin ng honey ko. maraming maraming salamat po at binigay nyo sya sa akin, alam ko po may dahilan kayo sa lahat ng ito, God alam ko magiging maayos na ang lahat. thank you po. I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5874012789358188899?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5874012789358188899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5874012789358188899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5874012789358188899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5874012789358188899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-salamat-po.html' title='GOD SALAMAT PO'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SgeDzphE9YI/AAAAAAAAA0o/zJ529HwxSfk/s72-c/050120093502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1453455275593934891</id><published>2009-05-04T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:57:10.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 most happiet days of my entire 23 years of existence'/><title type='text'>5  DAYS VACATION WITH MY HUBBY April 29- May 4 '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7xZGZEpEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/vknfoicJL-M/s1600-h/050320093673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7xZGZEpEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/vknfoicJL-M/s400/050320093673.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331964422368044098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 HAPPIEST DAYS OF MY ENTIRE LIFE WITH THE MAN I TRULY LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ako na yata ang isa sa pinakamasayang tao during this  last 5 days! panu kasama ko lang naman ang nag-iisang  at pinakamamahal kong tao... ang honey ko, ang lalakeng mapapangasawa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7x9ecizGI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zpPMixWs1d0/s1600-h/050120093530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7x9ecizGI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zpPMixWs1d0/s400/050120093530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331965047300344930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pumayag ang nanay ko for the first time na magkasama kami ng honey ko pero yung nga lang sa tita ko sa pPangasinan pero ayos lang kasi napakasaya namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7wQNez_II/AAAAAAAAA0A/MPrGOth3z8Q/s1600-h/050320093661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7wQNez_II/AAAAAAAAA0A/MPrGOth3z8Q/s400/050320093661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331963170140716162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April 29- May 4 2009 wala kaming ginawa kundi mag- beach sa ibat ibang beach ng pangasina like binmaley beach at lingayen gulf at binmaley river tapos nagpunta pa kami ng honey ko sa baguio na kami lang dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7ve8VfTSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gaz_QN77J3A/s1600-h/050220093572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7ve8VfTSI/AAAAAAAAAzw/gaz_QN77J3A/s400/050220093572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331962323724619042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;napakasaya namin kahit na hindi namin kabisado yung place sa Baguio, kahit na nawawala at naliligaw at kung saan saang na kami nalusot at kahit naubos na ang pera namin sa taxi fair napakasaya pa din namin dahil isipin mo first date namin to na wala akong chaperon at nasa malayong lugar pa kami at dalawa lang kami!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1453455275593934891?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1453455275593934891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1453455275593934891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1453455275593934891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1453455275593934891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/05/5-days-vacation-with-my-hubby-april-29.html' title='5  DAYS VACATION WITH MY HUBBY April 29- May 4 &apos;09'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7xZGZEpEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/vknfoicJL-M/s72-c/050320093673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6228135312130791694</id><published>2009-04-15T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:45:22.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevr be the same again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6228135312130791694?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6228135312130791694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6228135312130791694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6228135312130791694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6228135312130791694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/04/nevr-be-same-again.html' title='Nevr be the same again'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-7944010227029974629</id><published>2009-04-05T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:59:18.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niña carla gonzales'/><title type='text'>this is yña's actually...i just thought i could re-phrase and re-use it...this is good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;After 3 long months we have finally get through our first ordeal.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;3 months of ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;3 months of laughters and tears…&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;But even if the past wasn’t the best for us, here we are… happy at last.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;Friends ask me why… And everytime I just answer - It’s going to be a new start. A start of something good, maybe not the best, but it’ll be something good. God continues to forgive us inspite of our sins, never fails to give us second chances if we repent. So, who am I to not forgive and give chances. And as I have said - No matter how many times he does it, I’ll never lose hope. I’ll be patient and still have faith because I love him so much and that i don't regret a thing and if i have to I'll do it over and over again.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;Faith in God will bind us.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;And I’m just going to ask for you to pray for us as well.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;To all our friends and family who have helped us make it this far, THANK YOU.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;Continue to share with us more memories.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;May God be with us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-7944010227029974629?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/7944010227029974629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=7944010227029974629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7944010227029974629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7944010227029974629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-ynas-actuallyi-just-thought-i.html' title='this is yña&apos;s actually...i just thought i could re-phrase and re-use it...this is good...'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1726395256875771004</id><published>2009-03-27T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:35:47.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIVE. LOVE. LAUGH. FORGIVE AND FORGET. TRY MAKE CHANCES.  APOLOGIZE.'/><title type='text'>BEST THING TO DO IS TO...</title><content type='html'>Live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Mistakes and Learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explore cause in life you need to do things that gets you outside your comfort zone, if you don't then you'll never know what the store might have for you because sometimes we even stop ourselves from doing things that we want to do, even when you win or loose not knowing would be the biggest lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life could be really complicated at times but what makes it more complicated is your decisions, once decided stand by it and face the consequences if you have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let your Anger eats you cause if that happens you'll be missing one of the life's most EXPENSIVE freedom... the freedom of FORGIVENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Forgive and Forget and turn back from the past grudges cause there is no really easy way out but accepting the fact that you failed and made mistakes and by accepting the truth it will really set you free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this can only happen if you really know how to LOVE. isn't it that LOVE is the most wonderful thing in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is your fault or not guys it's never too late to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smile cause i love you=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-joynlazaro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1726395256875771004?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1726395256875771004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1726395256875771004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1726395256875771004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1726395256875771004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-thing-to-do-is-to.html' title='BEST THING TO DO IS TO...'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4235120653862347286</id><published>2009-03-22T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:32:05.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I stay in love with you'/><title type='text'>Honey I stay in love with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gee, i never thought this would ever happened to me. I am so madly in Love. ha ha! I know I know, I've been like blogging it here for a while huh? crazy, it just started last January, everything happens so fast.  now no matter what i do i can't stop but fell in love, haha... I'm just happy cause who would have though that JOYENZ would be like this.  i thought i have set and raised my standards in terms of falling in love and that i thought i would be different in a way that i'll be able to handle myself, cause i thought i am wise... ha ha! but i am not. once again i proved myself WRONG. i am crazy man! C-R-A-Z-Y! but i am loving this craziness cause it is making me wiser, stronger and smarter i guess? ha ha! another joke! i mean I've learned that when you love you don't need to set standards or boundaries and that learn to let go when you have to and hold on when it's not yet time to let go and like still go fight for it. Love is all about loving unconditionally and of no boundaries, indeed it is martyrdome. now i understand what Jesus use to tell when he said love one another and love your neighbors MORETHAN yourself and that now I realize why HE offer his life for US on that cross. I know at some point it is different and that we got dissimilar beliefs and explanation about it but that was just my view. you are free to comment if you like. it'll be appreciated but please be kind and leave your name and links if you have. ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4235120653862347286?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4235120653862347286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4235120653862347286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4235120653862347286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4235120653862347286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/honey-i-stay-in-love-with-you.html' title='Honey I stay in love with you'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2212883715280931476</id><published>2009-03-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:10:56.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today- March 20, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;          Yesterday Vin and I had a fight, again, a big one, that fight took its toll on me and I have had enough. I was really really hurt this time and I just devoured my whole day crying and the fit of my temper was seen by my best friend Norlyn. I was hurt by the fact that He announces to my cousin's friend and folk that I am just his number two, not his girlfriend but is number two! darn fucking horrible word. it kept ringing in my ear.  I felt like I was a slut, like I took him in somebody else arms! I felt horrible and devastated. My morale was low and say joke it could be but it's not funny! I wanted to hit him on his face and like poured my anger all out but still I cant. I Love him so much that still, I was able to phone him and talk to him until my madness eats me, I scolded him on the phone while tears was flooding in my eyes, I felt a freaking chilling air and I still have a flu, I am shaking and I turned red. I cried and poured my heart out. I screamed out my lungs. That was a twenty-minute-call. A long madly twenty-minute call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I was sad, low and quiet the whole remaining hours of the day. Then came the night. He knows how mad i was at him, yet he didn't manage to exert an effort to confront or talk to me. That made me feel more miserable. remember the other day? he just sent me a lovely white roses, i was just so happy that day until this fight. My girl friends were texting me and talking to me and like saying don't worry you can make it, you'll get through it, while some was also madly furious to Vin. Can't blame them, they see how this relationship like turned my world up-side-down and seen how my world revolves around the palm of Vin's hands. I know I was wrong cause I have loved him so much. Too much that I poured and gave it all like all out of love. I really didn't care cause I think that if you love someone you gotta love him as much as you love yourself right? I don't believe in the saying that Loving yourself is the greatest love of all cause that would conflict what the Bible was saying. Yeah Yeah sour -graping, well whatever, I Love the guy so what? I don't regret a thing. I was Hurt and still hurting but I really don't care. I don't give a damn. If I have to I'll do it over and over again. I won't put an end in any of my sentences but I am willing to learn and live my life. hahah! Stupid huh? no, you just don't get it cause you're not in my shoes. once again, stupid hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Then came the 24th hour after the day of the big fight. my phone beeps (beep-beep) but before that my heart was pounding like a banging gong. I was like, shit! what the hell is happening to me? and there he goes... SORRY  JOY I DIDN"T MEAN TO HURT YOU, I AM SORRY. I felt a warm tear swallowing my eyes. I begot damned! haha. I smiled and reply to his message and send him a very long one that will make him go crazy, then he replied and I was somehow shocked but it took me to my surprise that he choses mee, again, hahah. crazy, crazy LOVE! and now I have to wait for him till he comes here later and we'll have a talk and starts to clear things up and try to start a new beggining and like do what we think we need to do. Honey I don't know why I Loved you this way, why I Loved you this much because I don't think I need any reason just to love you, cause I know Love is unexplainable., weird, like US. I Love you Honey, come on let's do it, Let's start and make things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2212883715280931476?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2212883715280931476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2212883715280931476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2212883715280931476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2212883715280931476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-19-2009.html' title='March 19, 2009'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6368673929972369758</id><published>2009-03-17T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:47:28.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honeyvin'/><title type='text'>HONEYVIN GAVE ME ROSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ScCKR6Mn9zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0aDtIw5wIvU/s1600-h/031820093317.jpg" mce_href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ScCKR6Mn9zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0aDtIw5wIvU/s1600-h/031820093317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px solid ; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ScCKR6Mn9zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0aDtIw5wIvU/s400/031820093317.jpg" mce_src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ScCKR6Mn9zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0aDtIw5wIvU/s400/031820093317.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;" mce_style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;font-size:100%;" &gt;Yesterday Honey and I had a fight over this unsolved matter with his so-called-ex-girlfriend-thinggy. it was a bit frustrating cause we keep on fighting about the same matter over and over and over again. it was like a hell of a fight through phone but when finally see each other everything starts to fall in its place. it's peaceful again. i was hurting by the fact that he wasn't able to move with his ex still. it was thwarting when he keeps on saying i love you honey but at the back of my mind i know he's also saying i love you to "mahal" (their terms of endearment which is a tagalog vernacular for "love"). well you can't blame me cause he's been sending me wrong text messages when he should have been sending it to HER! i know i know what you were thinking "dumb pathetic". well i don't know what to do until yesterday i decided to call it a quit. i am fed up. i am having had enough. i said to myself "this is it, we're through",  enough is enough. so i decided to text him and broke up with him, cause i though he wouldn't even bother winning me back, but i was wrong. this is the second time he hold me back. he said "hon don't do this. not now, notthis way. don't, i know we're having so much hard times but lemme solve this case...just gimme some more time hon ". i was shocked. i cried. i was having bad mood yesterday cause i was tired and restless and being too emotional,  and i am sick...i mean i am sick really due of tonsillitis and all i can feel is the pain he has injected right on through my heart, the hurting and the emotions of anger and vengeance. but i was so, still kind, that i manage not to let my rage to eat my soul. i love him so much that i was able to forgive him and understand him even though i know that this is too much of being stupid! after a couple of hour, he arrived here in my house with his might on. we talked. i was crying though i am holding my tears back cause i don't want him to see how fragile i was. but he know me so well that he knew how to comfort me. he know me so well in just a short time. it's like we known each other like since way way back.&lt;br /&gt;Then came now, March 18, 2009. he texted me ten times around 10:30 in the morning asking" hon, are you going out somewhere?" then i replied "hon, how can i? i am sick...why?" then said he "just don't go anywhere...okay?" then ii replied "why what's the matter? are you planning to kidnap me? lolz" then he said "no more questions anymore, just don't go out of the house", "okay, i said" then half an hour past came the delivery man with white roses on his hands...i was surprised and shocked and in love...hahah...i know it was very overwhelming, a bouquet of white roses was delivered in my house. i phoned him and said "hon thank you for the flowers...it was so sweet...i think my sickness was gone" then he said "i hope through that white roses i can cope up with my offenses to you" and he asked if i liked it and i said "what do you mean I LIKE IT? I LOVED IT... yes" then he said "i like white roses ... it symbolizes purity and means a lot to me, giving it to you that my love is sweet and pure., i love you honey" and i said "thank you so much and i love you too." hahah! this is how sweet we could be and madly in love. Alvin, once again thank you for this wonderful memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6368673929972369758?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6368673929972369758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6368673929972369758&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6368673929972369758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6368673929972369758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/honeyvin-gave-me-roses.html' title='HONEYVIN GAVE ME ROSES'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/ScCKR6Mn9zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0aDtIw5wIvU/s72-c/031820093317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8922949523318080714</id><published>2009-03-17T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T04:43:53.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tzie&apos;s letter applicable to me'/><title type='text'>HONEY CO...hope you read this</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This not really much of a blog.. it’s more of a letter to a certain person whom i really really wish that HE is going to read this.. yes it is a HE. d(+_\\)b&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to you, who helped me move on from life’s sick jokes and love’s crazy games, THANK YOU.. i just hope that it is really you that is worth playing the game with,  CAT AND MOUSE. i love it when you ask me if you can LOVE ME DOWN. you always tell me that you hope to get NAKED AND SACRED with me, chances are always thin, that is why i see to it that IT ENDS TONIGHT. but life is still a joke and love is still a game, i still think of AUTUMNS MONOLOGUE but hell, it’s always THE FICTION WE LIVE IN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you always want to comPROMISE with me, but i only ask to be BLUE AND YELLOW. i NOTE that TO mySELF and you have life to go on, but we like things this way, complicated and just CHASING CARS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8922949523318080714?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8922949523318080714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8922949523318080714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8922949523318080714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8922949523318080714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-not-really-much-of-blog.html' title='HONEY CO...hope you read this'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5308043254195430357</id><published>2009-03-17T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T04:36:31.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle&apos;s blog'/><title type='text'>SALTY COFFEE–an amazing love story</title><content type='html'>He met her at a party. She was so&lt;br /&gt;beautiful, many guys were chasing&lt;br /&gt;after her, while he was so plain and&lt;br /&gt;simple, nobody paid attention to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the party, he invited&lt;br /&gt;her to have coffee with him, she was&lt;br /&gt;surprised, but to be polite, she&lt;br /&gt;consented. They went to a nice coffee&lt;br /&gt;shop, he was too nervous to say&lt;br /&gt;anything, she felt uncomfortable, she&lt;br /&gt;thought, please, let me go home….&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he asked the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"would you please give me some salt?&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to put it in my coffee."&lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, How strange!&lt;br /&gt;His face turned red, but still, he put&lt;br /&gt;the salt in his coffee and drank it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him curiously; why you have&lt;br /&gt;salt in your coffee? He replied: "when&lt;br /&gt;I was a little boy, I lived near the&lt;br /&gt;sea, I like playing in the sea, I&lt;br /&gt;could feel the taste of the sea, just&lt;br /&gt;like the taste of the salty coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Now every time I have the salty&lt;br /&gt;coffee, I always think of my&lt;br /&gt;childhood, think of my hometown, I&lt;br /&gt;miss my hometown so much, I miss my&lt;br /&gt;parents who still live there". While&lt;br /&gt;saying that tears filled his eyes. She&lt;br /&gt;was deeply touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s his true feelings, from the&lt;br /&gt;bottom of his heart. A man who can&lt;br /&gt;share his homesickness, he must be a&lt;br /&gt;man who loves home, cares about home,&lt;br /&gt;has ties to his home. Then she also&lt;br /&gt;started to speak, spoke about her&lt;br /&gt;faraway hometown, her childhood, her&lt;br /&gt;family. That was a really nice talk,&lt;br /&gt;also a beautiful beginning of their&lt;br /&gt;story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They continued to date. She found that&lt;br /&gt;he was actually a man who meets all&lt;br /&gt;her demands; he had tolerance, was&lt;br /&gt;kind hearted, warm, careful. He was&lt;br /&gt;such a good person but she almost&lt;br /&gt;missed knowing him! Thanks to his&lt;br /&gt;salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story ended just like every&lt;br /&gt;beautiful love story , the princess&lt;br /&gt;married the prince, then they lived&lt;br /&gt;happily ever after… And, every time&lt;br /&gt;she made coffee for him, she put some&lt;br /&gt;salt in it, as she knew that’s the way&lt;br /&gt;he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left&lt;br /&gt;her a letter which said: "My dearest,&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me, I have been lying&lt;br /&gt;my whole life. This was the only lie&lt;br /&gt;I told you—the salty coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the first time we dated? I&lt;br /&gt;was so nervous at that time, actually&lt;br /&gt;I wanted some sugar, but I said&lt;br /&gt;salt. It was hard for me to change&lt;br /&gt;it, so I just went ahead.I never&lt;br /&gt;thought that could be the start of our&lt;br /&gt;conversation! I tried to tell you the&lt;br /&gt;truth many times in my life, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too afraid to do that, as I have&lt;br /&gt;promised not to lie to you about&lt;br /&gt;anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m dying, I’m afraid of nothing&lt;br /&gt;so I can tell you the truth: I don’t&lt;br /&gt;like the salty coffee, what a strange&lt;br /&gt;bad taste.. But I have had the&lt;br /&gt;salty coffee for my whole life! Since&lt;br /&gt;I met you, I don’tnever feel sorry for&lt;br /&gt;everything I did for you. " Having you&lt;br /&gt;with me is the biggest thrill of my&lt;br /&gt;whole life. If I can live a second&lt;br /&gt;time around, I would still want to&lt;br /&gt;know you and have you for the rest of&lt;br /&gt;my life,even though I have to drink&lt;br /&gt;the salty coffee again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tears made the letter totally wet.&lt;br /&gt;One day, someone asked her: how did&lt;br /&gt;the salty coffee taste? It was very&lt;br /&gt;sweet, she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not to forget but to forgive,&lt;br /&gt;not to see but to understand, not to&lt;br /&gt;hear but to listen, not to let go but&lt;br /&gt;to HOLD ON !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever leave the one you love for&lt;br /&gt;the one you like, because the one you&lt;br /&gt;like will leave you for the one they&lt;br /&gt;love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://souless20.blog.friendster.com/2007/04/salty-coffee-an-amazing-love-story/"&gt;-coffee-an-amazing-love-story/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5308043254195430357?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5308043254195430357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5308043254195430357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5308043254195430357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5308043254195430357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/03/salty-coffeean-amazing-love-story.html' title='SALTY COFFEE–an amazing love story'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4727685984495081496</id><published>2009-02-21T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:05:03.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joey alvin san juan belza'/><title type='text'>para kay joey alvin san juan belza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SaDqySN4ftI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UFg_JAFj2eU/s1600-h/hon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SaDqySN4ftI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UFg_JAFj2eU/s400/hon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305498510646869714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;vin gusto na kita... gustong gusto na kita... sobra... diko alam paanong nangyari yun basta nagising na lang ako na hinahanap ko na kakulitan mo. pero naguguluhan ako, sabi mo tol ala ka ng girlfriend... break na kayo, pero kahit saang anggulo ko tignan puro si "ghem" pa din nakikita kong hinahanap mo. paano ko nasabi? first and foremost sa cellphone mo, pagbinuksan mo ang welcome note mo pa din "ghem &amp;amp; vHin" tapos yung monthsarry nyo andun din. secondly, sa friendster pictures nyo pa din ang andun... alam ko hindi ganun kadaling mag-move on alvin, ako nga diko naman naging boyfriend si Jeff pero it took me nine long years bago makakalas sa kanya at ikaw nga yung reason kung paano kung nagawa yun. thirdly, never kang nag-open up sakin... masyado kang masikreto, ayaw mo ipagkatiwala sakin yung mga bagay bagay pero ikaw gusto mo magtiwala ako sayo. fouth, lahat ng ayaw ko nasa iyo na, bisyo mo sa yosi, alak at mainitin ang ulo mo, hindi ka din Christian. oo nga almost two months palang pero parang matagal na tayong magkakilala para pagkatiwalaan kita, "BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT" ang tawag dun kasi nga gusto kita bigyan ng chance pero naman vin... inaaway na ako ng pinsan ng so-called-ex gf mo aba kung tutoong mahal mo ako ipagtanggol mo naman ako? masakit kayang mapagbintangan na MANG-AAGAW? hello? ayokong makisawsaw... ayoko ng may kahati... hindi ako tumitingin sa katayuan ng isang tao sa totoo lang... ang tinitignan ko talaga ugali, masaya ako dahil kahit paano sinasabi mo yung buhay mo pero ang hindi ko mahintay ay yuong sabihin mo yung tungkol sa inyo... kung bakit tuing ibri-bring up ko si ghem palagi ka sumisigaw ng "wrap up!". alvin anu ba talaga ako para sayo? inilapit kita kay nanay dahil gusto ko maging ayos ang lahat, pero ikaw parang tinatago mo ako?  anu ba ako para sayo? chewing gum na isang panapal o kaya naman isang panandaliang syota? huwag mo naman akong saktan, huwag mo naman hayaang mabastos ako ng walang kadahilan dahilan... di naman ako basta bastang babae eh, alam mo naman yan, madaling sabihin na mahal mo ang isang tao pero mahirap ipakita at panindigan. hanggang dito na lang muna, di na ako makapag-isp ng mga sasabihin at masakit na loob ko at sumasama na takbo ng utak ko baka anu pang masabi ko basta eto huling sasabihin ko sa ngayon MAHAL KITA, HUWAG KA NAMANG MAGTANGA-TANGAHAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4727685984495081496?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4727685984495081496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4727685984495081496&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4727685984495081496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4727685984495081496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/02/para-kay-joey-alvin-san-juan-belza.html' title='para kay joey alvin san juan belza'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SaDqySN4ftI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UFg_JAFj2eU/s72-c/hon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3472043345472132743</id><published>2009-02-21T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:17:46.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes, we say things out of moments of fury. Most often the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations at our loved ones. Though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", still it's often easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3472043345472132743?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3472043345472132743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3472043345472132743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3472043345472132743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3472043345472132743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/02/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8716643550782483391</id><published>2009-02-11T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:18:23.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honeyvin</title><content type='html'>mystery is gone so bring back the sun, bury this hate then start the journey of our fate. let's build the road of love and start on what we have... i know we'll get through this, so let's hope and wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8716643550782483391?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8716643550782483391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8716643550782483391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8716643550782483391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8716643550782483391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you-honeyvin.html' 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Actually I let him walk out the door. He had this barrel over his right shoulder while holding a chain on his left hand. seems like he can't take me anymore, The prima donna, the love of selfless maven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubted on his capabilities&lt;br /&gt;Now he's gone, I'm full of uncertainties&lt;br /&gt;was I crazy?&lt;br /&gt;have I become a burden that you just let freely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, should I say end do justify means...that I have to face the consequences, which is YOU, though already free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;begging you to pull me here&lt;br /&gt;help me be freed to this grudges&lt;br /&gt;where they said I ought to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really mean what you've said before that "love never changes but if it does then that is not love...it's lust" then get back to me, let's continue being crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4726827437111071203?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4726827437111071203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4726827437111071203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4726827437111071203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4726827437111071203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-love-by-joynlazaro-he-left.html' title=''/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-182804592050938136</id><published>2009-01-10T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:34:48.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Active Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='footprints in the sand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troubled times'/><title type='text'>Let's not keep our Faith... Let's Spread it around</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;" mce_style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Activating Faith during life's most troubled times"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="text-align:center;"&gt;joynlazaro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" mce_style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" mce_style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-style:italic;font-size:100%;"&gt;(What is the definition of Faith? Greek: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;" mce_style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"pistis"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-style:italic;font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This word describes a strong deep rooted block--immovable--unshakable--upon which rests our belief, and from our belief we take action, (that is why "faith without works is dead"...works are faith in action!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-style:italic;font-size:100%;"&gt; in Encarta Dictionary it is a belief in, devotion to, or trust in somebody or something, especially without  logical proof.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;" mce_style="text-align:justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The LOVE of the LORD is very visible especially to us CHRISTIANS. As we all know that God has sent his begotten son for our souls very salvation. During Christ time, I believe that he has taught the very single information on how to survive this world. He has taught us TO BELIEVE IN HIM SO WE"LL BE SAVE. What is it that is very complicated in that very simple phrase that people especially us Christians cannot understand? Do we just only believe GOD on times that He's been pouring blessings upon us? or during times that the water on the oceans are calm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; there are many, uncountable Christians who keeps on complaining just like the Israelite during Moses times. Let us Check ourselves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why do we keep on complaining and having doubt about everything yet we say we believe that there  is GOD and that our GOD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" mce_style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(who is the creator of heavens and the earth)&lt;/span&gt; is powerful that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%;" mce_style="font-weight:bold;font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;" mce_style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; that HE holds the whole universe and everything on it in the palm of his hand and yet we grumble? Do we still consider ourselves Faithful to the Lord then even without FAITH?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;Matthew 17: 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; when the Apostles asked Jesus why can't they drive the evil spirit out of the body of a possessed boy, Jesus said unto them " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;“Because of your lack of faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;I tell you with certainty, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;this kind does not come out except by prayer and fasting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; In here we can see that GOD is only asking for just a very little faith, another is in Mark 11: 22- 24 Jesus has told the Apostles that if they only have faith in HIM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size: 100%;color:#ff0000;" &gt;"For assuredly, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, 'Be removed and be cast into the sea,' and does not doubt in his heart, but believes that those things he says will come to pass, he will have whatever he says, Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This illustrate vividly and memorably the unlimited power of God when working through men who believe and doubt not. In this verse we can contemplate that we can face and conquer great difficulties by just having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-weight:bold;font-size:100%;"&gt;"rooted-faith in God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, how can we obtain this kind of strong "pistis" faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#1 &lt;u&gt;We must come to Jesus!&lt;/u&gt;...get filled with the Holy spirit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#2 &lt;u&gt;Build our faith from the Word!&lt;/u&gt;...Romans 10:17 &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";color:#7b0509;" &gt;&lt;span style=";color:#ff0000;" &gt;"So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;When we have built this firm rooted "pistis" faith---then we must--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;#3 &lt;u&gt;Live by faith!&lt;/u&gt;.....Hebrews 10:38 &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" mce_style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Now the just shall live by faith:..."&lt;/i&gt;We live by our relationship with Jesus, through prayer and by knowing Gods Word (the Holy Bible) We will now have a strong foundation to rest our belief on, and from which to take action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Let us NOT GRIEVE, GRUMBLE, and COMPLAIN during the lowest point of our lives because it only make things WORSE. During difficult times for us to FORGET NOT of GOD'S favor, grace and mercy let us learn to count our BLESSINGS instead of our CROSSES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't you know that the phrase "FEAR NOT" is mentioned 365 times in the Bible? Just enough for our year survival that it was mentioned. Why murmur when we can count our blessings? Why worry when we can pray? We have everything we ever needed because we have GOD, hence, nothing can be against us (Rom. 8:23) and that GOD do answers our prayers (John 16:23) Let us not forget to not just have faith but let us put our Faith into action because Faith without work is dead (James 2:17) and Let's not just keep our Faith...Spread it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All of us were going through hard times, Christian-Believers or Not, there are moments when our spirits are low. I think we all heard about the poem "Footprints in the Sand". This was written way back 1936. Mary Stevenson, the writer, f&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-weight:normal;font-size:100%;"&gt;or many years handwritten copies were distributed by herself to those who needed something to give them comfort at a low point in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I believe this poem has touched many lives and continue touching and comforting people, I just hope as The Lord our Father God replied to the last verse of the poem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-style:italic;font-size:100%;"&gt;"The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;" mce_style="font-size:100%;"&gt; made you realize that Faith is the spiritual ability to see what isn't, believe it to be, and trust God to do it in His way and time, remember that Faith is a supernatural act because Faith itself comes from GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Praise the Lord! To GOD be the Glory!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;So that in all things God may be praised&lt;br /&gt;through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;To him be the glory and the power for ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&gt; (1 Peter 4:10-11)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-182804592050938136?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/182804592050938136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=182804592050938136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/182804592050938136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/182804592050938136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/human-will-always-be-human-but-what.html' title='Let&apos;s not keep our Faith... Let&apos;s Spread it around'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5771506639530323761</id><published>2009-01-10T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:19:03.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maalala ko lang...Traysikel...nurse...HRM'/><title type='text'>Traysikel (manong sa Nueva Ecija po...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANG TRAYSIKEL... bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aki akong probinsya, diko yuon kinakahiya. Hindi tulad ng iba...nakatungtong lng ng MRT hindi na alam kung paanong pumara ng traysikel dito sa Nueva Ecija. natatandaan ko pa ng nag-ojt ako dyan sa isang Hotel sa Makati &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HRM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; student pa lang ako nuon) &lt;/span&gt;may nabalitaan kami na nangyari sa isang kuya-kuyahan namin na nag-ojt din sa ka-Maynilaan. May naging costumers daw sila sa isang Restaurant sa Hotel na mga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OJT-NURSING STUDENTS"&lt;/span&gt; ... nagkakwentuhan ng konti, nagka-alaman silang pare-pareho palang pala silang mga estudyante, mga nag-O-OJT pare-pareho inshort. eka ng isang Nursing Student &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Saang Eskwelahan kayo?"&lt;/span&gt; (ganyan ang tanong pero Ingles yun...tinagalog ko lang) pagkatapos magtanong idinugtong ang mamahaling eskwelahan ng mga Nursing Students... dun daw sila nag-aaral. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SA ABE INT'L SCHOOL KAMI"&lt;/span&gt; yaan naman ang sagot ni kuya sabay ngite... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ABE? San yun?"&lt;/span&gt; tanong ng isang estudyante... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yun yung School na prinopromote ni Kristine Hermosa... Tanga!"&lt;/span&gt; wika naman ng kasama nitong barkada... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah...dun ba? diba wala daw PERMIT yung school na yun sabi sa balita sa DOS?!" &lt;/span&gt;... pagmamagaling naman ng isa... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yung ibang branch medyo may problema pero inaayos naman na, tulad sa amin sa NUEVA ECIJA"&lt;/span&gt; sagot naman ni kuya. Tapos bigla daw umentra yung isang babaeng Nursing Student ng makapanirang mood ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"NUEVA ECIJA?... SAN YUN?... SASAKAY KA BA NG BARKO TO GET THERE!?" &lt;/span&gt;... natahimik ang lahat ng saglit... namumula na si kuya... pikon na siya sa kayabangan ng mga kausap niya... pero dahil customer is always right daw, timpi pa rin sya...kanina yun... but not this time, kaya sumagot na siya... pero mahinahon pa rin naman... sarcastic lang... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ay hindi!?... sasakay ka ng kalabaw tapos tatawid ka ng pitong bundok tapos sasakay ka ng traysikel or jeep!" &lt;/span&gt;... hanef...kapika... ano ba ito sa loob-loob ni kuya, tanga kaya talaga siya o nagtatangatangahan lang?... at pa-iigsiin ko na ang istorya... pero for sure mapipikon ka... "tiga saan ka ba miss?" yan ang tanong ni kuya...  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tiga Bulacan ako"&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ay!? Sh*@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... ka- bwiset lang&lt;/span&gt;" sa loob-loob ni kuya.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kala ko matalino...boplaps pala, puro yabang lang!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5771506639530323761?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5771506639530323761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5771506639530323761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5771506639530323761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5771506639530323761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/traysikel-manong-sa-nueva-ecija-po.html' title='Traysikel (manong sa Nueva Ecija po...)'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2433569171680095816</id><published>2009-01-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:12:28.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzled = confuzzled heheheh'/><title type='text'>Confuzzled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o my realization...i was THEN &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confuzzled!&lt;/span&gt; (it's a combination of confused and puzzled j.s.y.k.) for the benefit of understanding of my readers, I haven't been having the easiest time lately or maybe because I wasn't able to get or have what I want... uhmm well i suppose GOD has been testing my oh-so-attitude  or character. anyways, I so deserve it considering I was asking for much more longer P-A-T-I-E-N-C-E. I haven't been a good friend, sister, daughter, model, neighbor, listener, and Christ follower lately. I've been such a retard, well maybe not literally but you guest the term...yeah! EMOTIONALLY AS WELL AS MENTALLY OR PSYCHOLOGICALLY RETARDED. I think I've been a pain in my friends butt lately (esp. late last year) and also to my mom (sorry mother) God! I don't know what happened to me last year I was like a motionless apathetic retard! don't ask me why or like what happened cause  I bet you wouldn't wanna hear for sure! (like it'll take forever!lol) but to like give you a rundown imma go rant you some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I was crazy about this thing called love (EROS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. I've been coincidentally caught up between too many (cannot mention their names...they all have the same names btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.  I really wanted to quit cursing cause lately I've noticed that I've been cursing a lot! (GOD THIS ISN'T ME) i used to bless people yet on the same mouth I've been cursing people too... this isn't a work of a Christ-follower right? what is like so wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. I really wanna have a day or more of refreshments away home and from people i care the most? like self finding cause recently I've been attacked by boredom and crazy thoughts. (bad ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e. I really really wanna do something but basically i just can't because i chose not to because basically or maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S NOT TIME YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                ******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; life be so complicated but yet simple? how can one happening thing contradicts another or one way or the other? or was it only I that is making all this complications? because I know I do have a choice and yet i chose to complicate things and now here I am strangled on it! DARN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great thing GOD is like just right here besides me, he's never left me. how true is it that we fall short in so many ways that we lack of his glory and omens been wrapped on us instead? like I know... been there... done that! crazy huh? but that's the truth we're all gonna fall down if by chance we didn't manage to get things right or to think correct or get back on the right track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have standards sets to ourselves and if by chance we manage not to meet those things we become upset, guys, it shouldn't be that way especially for the CHRISTIAN FREAK like me. let us not focus on wanting more for ourselves but let us want more of GOD instead, good thing I have planted a memory verse on my heart that keeps me on saying  always that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GOD HAS A BETTER PLAN FOR ME THAN I HAVE FOR MYSELF" &lt;/span&gt;so true! proven too! (look for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS I HOPE MY SIMPLE BLOG HELPS YOU THINK THAT LIFE MAY BE FULL OF FRUSTRATIONS, CONFUSIONS, MIND BUGLING AND PUZZLING THOUGHTS AND FEELS LIKE THE BURDEN OF THE WHOLE UNIVERSE HAS BEEN THROWN ON YOU REMEMBER THAT WE HAVE A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGGER GOD&lt;/span&gt; AND THAT HE HOLDS  THIS UNIVERSE AND OUR LIFE IN A PALM OF HIS HANDS! YOU JUST GOT TO LEARN HOW TO DIAL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEREMIAH 33:3&lt;/span&gt; AND YOU'LL COME TO REALIZATION ABOUT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATTHEW 11:30&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU! REMEMBER IT MAY SOUND TOO CLICHE AND OH SO CHEESY FOR YOU BUT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD LOVES YOU SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THAT HE BORES OUR SINS ON THE CROSS IN EXCHANGE OF HIS LIFE JUST FOR YOUR VERY SOUL! (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 3:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2433569171680095816?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2433569171680095816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2433569171680095816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2433569171680095816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2433569171680095816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/confuzzled.html' title='Confuzzled'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3386606590341943003</id><published>2009-01-05T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:36:16.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pachelbel&apos;s canon in D major'/><title type='text'>pachelbel's Canon in D major</title><content type='html'>Finally! I've found it! I've been hearing this song since a fetus (Lol) but when I heard this Classical song like almost 3 years ago back in Singapore I got struck by a lightning (well not literally) because i felt a sudden pinch in my heart i dunno why, since then i am asking every musicians whose into classical music if they know that song (and i would hum it to them) but they just though of it as Mozart's or Beethoven's but they were all wrong...dead wrong cause it was Johann Pachelbel's! I think This is one of the greatest hits in the classical world during Baroque Period....you guys should listen to t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HOPE YOU'LL ENJOY....I CRY EVERY TIME I HEAR THIS, DUNNO WHY, I GUESS IT'S THE MUSIC SPEAKING TO MY HEART... THOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHAT LANGUAGE THEY'RE SPEAKING BUT I'LL SAY IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH LOVE'S LANGUAGE... AWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/new-player-skin-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/player-1.swf" width="277" height="20" allowfullscreen="false" flashvars="&amp;amp;file=http://www.tpbweb.com/media/catalog/462.mp3&amp;amp;height=20&amp;amp;width=277&amp;amp;showeq=true&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;repeat=true&amp;amp;shuffle=false&amp;amp;volume=100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pachelbel's Canon In D Major (really Beautiful) - Pachelbel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;More at MP3-Codes.com&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3386606590341943003?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3386606590341943003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3386606590341943003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3386606590341943003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3386606590341943003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/pachelbels-canon-in-d-major.html' title='pachelbel&apos;s Canon in D major'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2946777971303497105</id><published>2009-01-04T03:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:45:33.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awwwwwww'/><title type='text'>Missing Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Missing him will always be my life's tragedy. There's this little space in me that's deceivingly small-looking; it looks tiny until you get inside. When you get in you'll see it's huge. Gargantuan. Colossal. That space is his. It will always be his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2946777971303497105?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2946777971303497105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2946777971303497105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2946777971303497105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2946777971303497105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/missing-him.html' title='Missing Him'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2890231960502697631</id><published>2009-01-02T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:11:20.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPP NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WE HAD A BLAST. THIS YEAR START HAS BEEN FULL OF FUN... LAST CHRISTMAS IS LOVED TOO... HEHEHEH...HERE'S A GLIMPSE OF OUR NEW YEAR FIREWORKS DISPLAY CELEBRATION...ENJOY WATCHING....YEEHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0fDQpRUPBS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0fDQpRUPBS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0fDQpRUPBS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0fDQpRUPBS8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2890231960502697631?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2890231960502697631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2890231960502697631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2890231960502697631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2890231960502697631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2009/01/happ-new-year.html' title='HAPP NEW YEAR'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6813432172124003312</id><published>2008-12-30T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:48:39.021-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea Smith&apos;s'/><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="ln0"&gt;I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="ln2"&gt;There's a little space in me that's deceivingly small-looking; it looks tiny until you get inside. When you go in it's huge. Because how I love him is huge. Gargantuan. Colossal. It's like the Charlie and the Chocolate Factory door. It looks small and you have to duck to go in, but inside is this wonderful place that someone could only think of when they were high or dreaming or really sleepy. That space is his. It will always be his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="ln4"&gt;I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the true tragedy in life is getting what you want. Or at least we trick ourselves into thinking it is what we want. That's the true tragedy in life. Not death, not losing, not NOT getting our way. It's when we get what we want and then realize how wrong we were. That's where I'm at now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="ln6"&gt;My life just feels blah. Kind of brown. Not a nice rich sienna brown, or a deep, full chocolate brown. It's more like an accidental brown. The kind of brown you get on accident when you've mixed too many sorts together on your canvas without waiting for stuff to dry. Accidental brown. I should call Crayola...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6813432172124003312?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6813432172124003312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6813432172124003312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6813432172124003312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6813432172124003312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-miss-him.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-441733467518646586</id><published>2008-12-29T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:34:18.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeff'/><title type='text'>December 30, 2008</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          Nung bago magpasko nag pray ako sabi ko &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"LORD SANA PO MAKITA KO SI JEFF KASI MISS NA MISS KO NA SIYA"&lt;/span&gt; tapos katext ko mga bestfriends ko sabi namin kita kits kami this Christmas para magreunion kasi it's been some time since we bonded all together and we deicided to meet up Christmas afternoon and voila! we had a blast, it was like ages since we shout at each other's faces and like talk like we're at both ends of the earth, hours pasts vanessa's sister texted her to go home early so we decided to take her home, on our way back as we crosses the streets we passed ma'am Liway's house so we decided stop and like have a small chit-chat with her, after like 15 or 20 minutes we decided to leave and have a walk... we have a plan, it was dee-dee's and lhenski's  actually and it was to go to Jeff's internet cafe. natanaw ko sya sa maliit na butas...ilong pa lang alam ko si Jeff na yuon, nanginginig ako...nahihiya...pucha!!hahaha!! ang lakas ng loob ng dalawa, dee-dee's come up with another plan at yun ay ang mag-internet kila Jeff... shit kako...pucha di na ako makahinga...nanlalambot ako gusto ko ng tumakbo pero hindi ako makakilos. sumunod pumasok si lhen, naiwan ako sa labas, nagkukubli sa dilim. after almost eight and a half minutes nag-out na si dee-dee at vinideo nya pa si Jeff bilang CHristmas gift daw sa akin...hahahah...hiyang hiya na ako pero hindi niya ata alam na nasa labas ako, hindi na siya nagpabayad at eight minutes nga lang daw ang tinagal ni dee-dee halos wala lang daw yun... libre na kumbaga! so lumabas na ako ng gate ng tuluyan kasunod si lhen at dee, pucha nagulat ako bumabalik si dee-dee sa loob, kagago sabi ko! at kinuha pala niya number ni Jeff! hala paglabas namin nagtatatakbo na kami. nagpunta kami sa bahay nila lhen at duon pinanuod ng paulit-ulit yung video ni Jeff tapos tinext ni norlyn si Jeff, eeeeehhhhk! nagreply hala sige text-text tapos kinuha ko na number nya...ang saya saya ko, i think that was the happiest Christmas i ever had. kaso ng ako na ang nagtext the next day hindi na sya nagreply up to now walang text! nabadtrip ako...lungkot shit... pero pinasaya ako ng mga kaibigan ko nung araw ng pasko, maraming salamat sa inyo bagamat napaka babaw ng kaligayahan ko alam ninyong mahirap kong sinuong ang WALONG taon dahil habang binabagtas ko ang mga araw na yuon wala na akong ibang pangalan na bingaggit kundi Jeff, Jeff, at Jeff. at para naman sayo Jeff maraming salamat sa sweet memories that you've shared with me especially that three pages letter you had for me written on our Diary &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(school handbook) &lt;/span&gt;tinago ko yun talaga ng mabuti, gusto ko lang malaman mo mahal na mahal kita na hindi ko sinagot si jhun dahil hinihintay kita pero pagpasok natin ng third year si mary rose na ang nililigawan mo, nasaktan ako nun kaya bumaling ako kay jhun pero ikaw pa rin ang laman ng isip ko, totoo yan kaya kahit mamatay man ako, kahit na tinatanong nila kung anu ba ang meron sayo at bakit ako nagkakaganito hindi ko din alam, eight years ago na actually next year nine years ago na pero kita mo naman ikaw pa din ang hinahanap ko. katulad ng sinulat mo sa diary ko "SANA MASAYA KA- MASAYA KA SANA" (kahit never akong naging masaya kasi nawala ka) i hope ikaw naman ang masaya kahit ibang-iba ka na. hinding-hindi kita makakalimutan kahit na siguro magka-amnisya ako never kitang malilimutan. Jeff mahal kita sobra. I'll always pray for you, always be here for you too...even if it takes me another eight years...(huwag naman na sana!) &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-441733467518646586?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/441733467518646586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=441733467518646586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/441733467518646586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/441733467518646586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-30-2008.html' title='December 30, 2008'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5448480232179540171</id><published>2008-12-29T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:17:43.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='December 26 &apos;08 at Villa Ramos Resort'/><title type='text'>Christmas Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjKL1hJf6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-7dqvrEGMiQ/s1600-h/DSC03057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjKL1hJf6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-7dqvrEGMiQ/s400/DSC03057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285196467412762530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjKLiI4zFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/BSBtIOqTr1c/s1600-h/DSC03062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjKLiI4zFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/BSBtIOqTr1c/s400/DSC03062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285196462210731090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was the happiest 1st ever bestfrenz Christmas reunion held at Villa Ramos resort last December 26, 2008. we had a blast and we were like teenagers again! this was taken by Cindy... she has colds and cough that's why she wasn't able to swim with us but that's okay...loveUguys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5448480232179540171?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5448480232179540171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5448480232179540171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5448480232179540171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5448480232179540171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-reunion.html' title='Christmas Reunion'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjKL1hJf6I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-7dqvrEGMiQ/s72-c/DSC03057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4761869306685315676</id><published>2008-12-26T03:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:58:35.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><title type='text'>December 25, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJTEDFWSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/jQ06pSPBmOU/s1600-h/DSC03049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJTEDFWSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/jQ06pSPBmOU/s400/DSC03049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285195492060649762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJSqXv9UI/AAAAAAAAAr8/GdZCY6A-HZw/s1600-h/DSC03046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJSqXv9UI/AAAAAAAAAr8/GdZCY6A-HZw/s400/DSC03046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285195485168006466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJSYR06gI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SK42KPfA9QE/s1600-h/122520082638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJSYR06gI/AAAAAAAAAr0/SK42KPfA9QE/s400/122520082638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285195480311327234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! This is the best Christmas I ever had! why? because it's the first time i think after like 18 years &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if my memory serves me correct) &lt;/span&gt;that my mom, uncle and I celebrated Christmas together and it was also the first time that my friends and i bonded together again after high- school years, and after 8 years (secret) haha... i miss him, i asked God to grant my Christmas wish and He did. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you po Jesus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4761869306685315676?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4761869306685315676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4761869306685315676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4761869306685315676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4761869306685315676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-25-2008.html' title='December 25, 2008'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SVjJTEDFWSI/AAAAAAAAAsE/jQ06pSPBmOU/s72-c/DSC03049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4399076709963218390</id><published>2008-12-26T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T04:53:17.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOYENZ'/><title type='text'>what is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;ღ i was asked to define what LOVE is........ I can't think of any definition until i remember that once you stole my heart, so all i can say is that it is something that makes the heart mysteriously go wild... such a mystery of the human heart! ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4399076709963218390?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4399076709963218390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4399076709963218390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4399076709963218390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4399076709963218390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/quote-of-day-by-joy-n-lazaro.html' title='what is Love'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4734728643112305356</id><published>2008-12-19T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:59:08.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now you know)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pipay  (there you go'/><title type='text'>ABOUT HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found out just lately, maybe like two years ago that I only happened to LOVE (and I mean it) only HIM (he'd probably knew it, he'd probably not, i don't know so I'll just cross my finger that still he does) cause it's like yearsssssssss ago. I indicated 8 extra "S" because that denotes the years I've been through insanity because I was...and I am still stuck on him. i dunno why, he's just a plain stoopid guy with no dreams for future, he just lives for the day, simple, clean, cute (hahah), well I'm really not sure but one thing I'm sure of... it's that once he loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my hopes were shattered, felt like i was devastated, i wasn't able to fight for him cause he thought i have a boyfriend already back then. he didn't even asked so i didn't manage to tell him, and that was the biggest mistake i think i will never forget! if he read this, he might laugh or curse but i won't care, not now, not after eight years. shit! i love him so much that i wasn't able to move on because i was always hoping that I'll see him again one day and that eight years will be just like yesterday, if i could only indicate his name i will but still i can't cause I'm afraid that by this time I'll be the one to be rejected, and i don't want that to happened. maybe it'll be better left unsaid than I'll hear something that i don't want to hear. am i very too late? if i am then i just hope you'll realize how much pain and longing I've been through just to type this, and i won't regret that cause i love you, i really don't wanna live in my past cause all I'll be living with will be your laughs, smiles and a three short pages of sweetest letter. darn! those were the sweetest letter I've ever received and that was still intact on that diary we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck! can't move. do you know the feeling that you really wanna go but you can't because there's this force pulling you like gravity of a fool? that's the feeling, that's the reason and i don't know what will happened next cause believe it or not I've never been happier with anyone, but with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4734728643112305356?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4734728643112305356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4734728643112305356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4734728643112305356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4734728643112305356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/about-him.html' title='ABOUT HIM'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-7805814871316644642</id><published>2008-12-19T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:11:26.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://santydel.multiply.com'/><title type='text'>BASEHAN NG TALINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kanina parang mababaliw na ako kakaisip kay Jeff Arjay B. Rivera kaya naman naisip ko gawin ang palagian kong ginagawa...ang magbasa...tinatamad akong tapusin yung Painted House ni John Grisham kaya nag-internet muna ako, nag update ng blog ko. post dito post dun...tapos nagbasa basa na ako hanggang sa natagpuan ko tong site ng babaeng ito. amfufu. ala na akong ginawa kundii tumawa. sabi ng nanay ko; "anak bakit kaba tawa jan ng taw?" (usual na tanong ng magulang pagnakitang wala namang kausap ang anak pero abot ang halak-hak) sabi ko naman; "natatawa po kasi ako sa blog ng babaeng ito...makatotohana" hanef...dika maniwala eto basahin mo isa nyang blog tapos eto ung site nya sa multiply bisitahin mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND HER BLOG GOES LIKE THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ano nga b ang sukatan ng pggng mtalino?... Kumuha aq ng.... Ruler... Protractor... Compass... medida(!)... Timbangan... Graduated cylinder... Beaker.. Serological pipette, nismhan q p ng rubber aspirator! Saka q nlaman... Wula pla qng su2katin! Sa-yang na-man!ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*Ano nga b ang basehan ng ktalinuhan ng isang living thing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-una, kelangan me yutak&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-pngalawa, ung yutak dpt my laman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-pangatlo, ung laman, hnd un crumpy o coco jam &lt;plaman&gt;, CSF po! Csf ang laman. (!?)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/plaman&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*Pano mla2man kung mtalino ka?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-ganto... pumunta ka sa mall, hnapin ang boutique n my pnkmarami at pnkamgarang slamin&lt;mirror&gt; at humarap.. Humarap s salamin.. Pumikit.. Dumilat.. Sby sbng bulaga! Pgktpos I lumpit s salamin.. ifocus ang tngin s mukha. Partcularly, s noo.. Mghanap s noo ng blak spot. Ung nittwg ntng 'mole'. Aun! Pg me nkta ka, swerte! Mtalino ka!ü&lt;/mirror&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nung bata aq, mtalino ung nkkspell ng mississippi, nk2tpos ng alphabet song, nkkpgtyms n gmit ang sampung darile, alam n plural ang noun kpg my -ed to(ü), at mrmi png iba.. Ngayong hnd p nmn aq mtanda, pro pmnsan mnsan n ngmmrunong, npgnilay nilayan q n hnd lhat ng nissb ng teacher q, totoo; hnd lhat ng utos ng mga ate q, nkkbuti sken; hnd lhat ng mtaba, cute; hnd lhat ng kalbo, msmang tao; hnd lhat ng taong nkasmyl eh msya, ung iba kulng lng ng turnilya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^porke highest ka s mga exams nio, mtalino kn. Kc hnd nmn lhat ng exams n nibbgy, pngmta2lino. Ska! malay mo 100 items, 98 ka, eh 97 lng pla ung ksunod mo, iicpn mo p kyang mtalino ka pg nlaman mong tuldok lng ang kulng kya ngkmali xa? Isa pa! 100 items uli, pro highest ka, un nga lng 56 ka. Haha. Kawawa nmn. Kung aq un, mggng proud aq. Lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^hnd lhat ng mtalino ngttnong. Totoo. Kc ang mtalino, sriling sikap n ngh2nap ng ksagutan s kanyang kacuriousan... Ska, depende, kc Hnd lhat ng tnong me sense, at hnd lhat ng tao, me sense. AT HND LHAT NG BLOG ME SENSE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^mtalino ung hnd n kelangan mgrebyu kpg me exam. Ung tunay n mtalino, nkksurvive s mga surprise quizzes. nang hnd nango2pya!ö&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^ang mtalino, nkknig.. Hnd kelangan ng notes. Ang hnd mtalino, hnd nkknig. Pro my notes. *_+&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^ang mtalino, d nkkpgcompete ng grades, ng scores. Pg nkta mo test paper mo n mdming parallel diagonal lines, itago mo n agad! Dpt humble! Kc blita q pg nipgka2lat ang ktalinuhan, unti unting nauubos eh..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^ang matalino, mgaling! Ta-ma! Dpt ms mataas ang score s problem solving kesa s identification ska multiple choice. Odd man out kesa matching type.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;^ang matalino,...... panget!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;" &gt;Wooh! swerte q d aq mtalino!üö&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:lucida sans unicode,lucida;" &gt;ang hnd matalino: mgaling... tsumamba.. mhilig s... bonus!.. ska bglng nggng religious kpg me exam nuh!&lt;/span&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/5924769472004374996-7805814871316644642?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/7805814871316644642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=7805814871316644642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7805814871316644642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7805814871316644642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/mababaliw-na-ako.html' title='BASEHAN NG TALINO'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4301676847377480144</id><published>2008-12-19T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:55:16.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yña and joyenz'/><title type='text'>IN LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;Yña's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of youR HEART BUT THEY WANT THE WHOLE NOT JUST A PART. 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Rosaline never appears onstage, but it is said by other characters that she is very beautiful and has sworn to live a life of chastity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosaline, like Juliet is also a Capulet. Romeo met Juliet in a party thrown by the Capulet's and fell in love with Juliet instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how uncertain love could is; the person who we think are meant for us are really just INSTRUMENTS to find THE ONE DESTINED FOR US. true enough, but then again certainty is always just at the Present but not in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-7545529156950992167?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/7545529156950992167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=7545529156950992167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7545529156950992167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/7545529156950992167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/uncertain-fate-romeo-and-rosalinethen.html' title='UNCERTAIN FATE: Romeo and Rosaline...then Juliet'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4588144757818546830</id><published>2008-12-15T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:20:50.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mis bem'/><title type='text'>FLIRTY CHEWING GUM</title><content type='html'>*and i quote:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OIST? IKW CHEWING GUM? WEH, I DON'T THINK SO...YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE SUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAM MO MAY BATAS SA FLIRTING...PAG ANG KA-FLIRT MO AYAW PANG UMAMIN, NAG-EENJOY PA YAN. "CATCH ME IF YOU CAN ANG DRAMA". ANG LAGAY EH XA LANG BA ANG PAMYSTERIOUS? SUBUKAN MO RING GAWAN NG "KALYO" YANG UTAK NYA PARA QUITS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unquote*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah...oh diba kaporma? hanef. yan ang ABOGADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sagot ito ni mam bem sa tanong ko about FLIRTING at pagiging CHEWING GUM KO DAW...panapal ba? parang option. inelaborate masyado)=D maraming salamat mis bem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4588144757818546830?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4588144757818546830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4588144757818546830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4588144757818546830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4588144757818546830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/flirty-chewing-gum.html' title='FLIRTY CHEWING GUM'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4609814528693898166</id><published>2008-12-14T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:28:54.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Quote Proverbs 30: 8- 19'/><title type='text'>Provrbs 30: 18-19</title><content type='html'>There are three things that amazes me—  actually no, there are four things that I don’t understand:  how an eagle glides through the sky,   how a snake slithers on a rock,  how a ship navigates the ocean,  and how a man loves a woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4609814528693898166?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4609814528693898166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4609814528693898166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4609814528693898166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4609814528693898166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/provrbs-30-18-19.html' title='Provrbs 30: 18-19'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-9172170793403590977</id><published>2008-12-14T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:01:58.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://disinwebe.wordpress.com/2008/12/04/bob-ongs-inpirational-qoutes/'/><title type='text'>Salamat Bob Ong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;1. “Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pagtinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;2. “Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sayo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;3. “Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawakan ng iba. “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;4. “Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;5. “Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;6. “Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;7. “Kung maghihintay ka nang ng lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;8. “Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;9. “Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;10. “Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka. Kaya quits lang.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;11. “Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;12. “Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;13. “Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;14. “nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. hindi ito multiple choice, identification,  true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the-blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;15. “Wag magmadali sa pag-aasawa. Tatlo, lima, sampung taon sa hinaharap, mag-iiba pa ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong di pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang sa kaboses niya si Debbie Gibson o magaling mag-breakdance. Totoong mas importante ang kalooban ng tao higit anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan sa eskwelahan e nagmumukha ring pandesal. Maniwala ka.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;16. “ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;17. “hinahanap mo nga ba ako o ang kawalan ko?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;18. “hindi dahil sa hindi mo naiintindihan ang isang bagay ay kasinungalingan na ito. at hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohanan. “&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;19. “Kumain ka na ng siopao na may palamang pusa o maglakad sa bubog nang nakayapak, pero wag na wag kang susubok mag-drugs. Kung hindi mo kayang umiwas, humingi ka ng tulong sa mga magulang mo dahil alam nila kung saan ang mga murang supplier at hindi ka nila iisahan.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;20. “Mag-aral maigi. Kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher. (Haaay, sarap!).”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;21. “Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya, palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung may pagkukulang sa’yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-9172170793403590977?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/9172170793403590977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=9172170793403590977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/9172170793403590977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/9172170793403590977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/salamat-bob-ong.html' title='Salamat Bob Ong'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5567309614934469476</id><published>2008-12-13T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:11:52.348-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodluck to your next suicide attempt'/><title type='text'>AKO PA ANG SINUNGALING NGAYON?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anu bang privacy ang hinahanap at pinagsasasabi mo? alam ko hindi mo ginustong tulungan kita...ako lang ang nagmatigas na tumulong..kusang loob lang dahil ayoko lang mamatay ka, tapos you're telling me that i had invaded your privacy? una sa lahat di ko chinizmiz LANG yun...kaibigan mo yun and that they need to know...i guess minasama mo lang at idedeny mo pa...actually dineny mo na...pati ako...so lumabas na sinungaling pa ako...alam mo ang totoo...kaya next time na magpapakamatay ka hindi na ako makikialam...i did my part na...baka next time sisihin mo pa ako ulit na sa lagay na patay ka na itatakbo na naman kita sa hospital...hindi na...hindi mo naman talaga ako kaibigan eh..pero nagmalasakit lang ako ng nagtext ka na uminom ka ng 50 capsules dahil nga problema mo boyfriend mo at gusto mo ng mamatay...nahanap ko nga bahay nyo kahit diko alam kung saang sulok yun eh...hindi ko sinusumbat pero para yun lang idedeny mo pa? sa lagay ba naman kung namatay ka sa tingin mo may privacy ka pa nun? wala! dahil ikatatlong gabi mo na ngayon baka sisihin pa ako ng tropa mo kung hindi ako rumespunde sa text message mo...nawalan ako ng gana...nakakasakit ng loob na WALA NAMAN AKONG IBANG PAKAY para magFeeling Super Hero kung bakit nakwento ko kay kuya Leo yung ginawa mo...nadinig lang ni manager (henry) na TROPA mo din...they just wanted to know what happened...ngayon kung may mali man ako hindi ko yun sinasadya pero para gawin mo akong mukang tanga ang sinungaling goodluck na lang sa next suicide attempt mo...hindi na kita pipigilan sa trip mo.anu bang sinasabi mong DOBLE ANG DILA ng mga tiga gym?  whatever po!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE PO HINDI AKO SINUNGALING O CHISMOSA O FEELING SUPER HERO.... KAIBIGAN KASI TURING KO SAYO KAYA KO GINAWA YUN AT KUNG NKWENTO KO KAY KUYA LEO AT HENRY HINDI KO GUSTONG ICHISMIS KA...TROPA MU YUN...PASENSYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5567309614934469476?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5567309614934469476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5567309614934469476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5567309614934469476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5567309614934469476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/ako-pa-ang-sinungaling-ngayon.html' title='AKO PA ANG SINUNGALING NGAYON?'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-760614268136468833</id><published>2008-12-10T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:44:12.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anavie'/><title type='text'>havoc</title><content type='html'>i was shocked and crying last night when a friend of mine sent me an SMS (text) saying that she took 50pcs tablets (amoxicilin and cefalexin) I was shocked because at first i Thought she was kidding though i knew she's already problematic but i think she won't do anything like that until she was like saying goodbye already and i was like what the f*ck is she talking about so what i did is talk to her and like tell her that k*lling her self won't do any good so i rush into her house though i haven't been there with my cousins, we search for her house and found it, i found her lying on her bed groggy and the vinyl was full of vomits and there were like 80 opened capsules of different kind vulgarly tossed around her bed and the smell of her room was like the hospital, bad odor smell of medicine! i was like sh*t what are you trying to prove! i convinced her to go to the hospital and she was like i really wanna die just leave the h*ll out of me, and i was like f*ck! i can't let you go to h*ll this way...(hehe) until i convinced her to go the hospital, we rushed her to the doctor first but the doctor said she needs to go to the hospital already and so we went to the public hospital around 9pm and we are like fr**king the h*ll out of her insanity! he doctor said she is needed to be confine but she insisted not to, so we went home around almost 12 midnight and thanks God she survived the attempt, I just wished that she won't do anything like it AGAIN! ate Ana Veronica I know how much you love him (Andong), but killing yourself won't make him love you more especially if you're a dead meat already...I Love you ate...I'm just here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-760614268136468833?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/760614268136468833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=760614268136468833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/760614268136468833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/760614268136468833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/havoc.html' title='havoc'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4814660119085950627</id><published>2008-12-08T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T04:35:25.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacquiao: De La Hoya’s nightmare'/><title type='text'>ANOTHER PACMAN VICTORY</title><content type='html'>TO fight against a big name like Oscar De La Hoya was already a dream come true for Manny Pacquiao. And to win against boxing’s “Golden Boy” would make it sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao accomplished the sweeter feat as the world lightweight champion fashioned out an impressive eighth-round TKO victory over the legendary De La Hoya on Sunday (Philippine time) in their cross-divisional “Dream Match” at the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Filipino boxing icon started strong right at the opening bell to dictate the tempo of the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao continued his onslaught in the next round, landing several lefts to the face of the former six-division champion, and never let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De La Hoya demonstrated a bit of his skills in the fifth round only to be peppered anew thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao, who refused to be called “The Mexicutioner”, was indeed a Mexicutioner as he battered De La Hoya into a corner and made a punching bag out of the bigger and taller Mexican-American that swelled the latter’s eye shut in the seventh round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round 8 was likewise an all-Pacquiao show as he went on throwing lefts and rights on a somewhat resigned De La Hoya, whose corner threw in the towel after the round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao also made boxing history by winning in three different weight divisions in one year. He edged junior-lightweight rival Juan Manuel Marquez in March and stopped lightweight David Diaz in the ninth round in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The triumph improved the “Pacman’s” win-loss-draw record to 47-3-2, while it was the “Golden Boy’s” sixth defeat in 45 fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Manny Pacquiao is a great fighter,” the 35-year-old De La Hoya said. “He deserves all the credits in the world. We fight a tremendous fight and he was a better man and he deserves all the accolades and he deserves everything that he has accomplished and I wish him all the best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response, Pacquiao, who stands to get $11 million (roughly P540 million) from this fight, said: “Whatever happens you are still my idol.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight was so lopsided and De La Hoya looked so inept that it could spell the end for boxing's richest and most marketable star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De La Hoya, however, said: “My heart still wants to fight that’s for sure. But when you can no longer respond, then what can you do. We’ll see what happens. I love the sport. When it’s not your night and a true champion like Manny beats you, obviously there is another day tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a day of stoppages as five of the scheduled seven supporting bouts also came out abbreviated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor Ortiz of Oxnard, California stopped Jeffrey Resto in the second round to keep his North American Boxing Organization junior-welterweight championship in the main supporting event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ortiz went to work right at the opening bell and floored Resto twice with solid punches to the face and body. The defending champion continued his onslaught in the second canto and scored a technical-knockout victory in 1:19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The win improved Ortiz’s win-loss-draw record to 23-1-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Boxing Organization junior-featherweight champion Juan Manuel Lopez of Caguas, Puerto Rico likewise retained his title via a first-round TKO win over Sergio Medina of Salta, Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lopez downed Medina thrice, prompting the referee to stop the fight 1:38 in the opening round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Lopez’s 24th straight win in as many bouts, while Medina suffered his second loss in 35 fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bout of super-middleweights, unbeaten Daniel Jacobs of Brooklyn, New York scored his 12th KO in 13 fights by stopping Victor Lares 2:44 of the second round. Lares dropped his record to 14-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, Adrien Broner and Roberto Marroquin also scored early stoppages against their respective opponents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broner stopped Scott Furney in the first round of the second bout, while Marroquin knocked out Isaac Hidalgo also in the opening stage of the curtain-raiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other bouts, junior-welterweight Danny Garcia outpointed Jose Alfredo Lugo in the fourth fight of the night and Jose Angel Beranza, in the third match, beat erstwhile undefeated Jesus Rojas via unanimous decision.(Sunnex)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sunstar.com.ph/network/pacquiao-de-la-hoya%E2%80%99s-nightmare&lt;a href="http://www.sunstar.com.ph/network/pacquiao-de-la-hoya%E2%80%99s-nightmare"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4814660119085950627?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4814660119085950627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4814660119085950627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4814660119085950627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4814660119085950627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-pacman-victory.html' title='ANOTHER PACMAN VICTORY'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8331571314539245966</id><published>2008-12-04T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:22:20.781-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NAK NG PONCHO'/><title type='text'>NAK NG PONCHO</title><content type='html'>never try to hide your feelings for someone AGAIN... cause you weren't good in lying. nakita mo ginawa mo ... pitong taon pinataw mong paghihirap sakin! ANAK NG PONCHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8331571314539245966?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8331571314539245966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8331571314539245966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8331571314539245966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8331571314539245966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/nak-ng-poncho.html' title='NAK NG PONCHO'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3682883566937578668</id><published>2008-12-03T20:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:34:44.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWILIGHT'/><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>Edward: "If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I’m not ashamed of it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3682883566937578668?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3682883566937578668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3682883566937578668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3682883566937578668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3682883566937578668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4551858939433041576</id><published>2008-12-02T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:25:22.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.lovefatedestiny.com/tragiclovestories3.htm'/><title type='text'>Tragic Love Story: The Missing Rib</title><content type='html'>A girl in love asked her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: You, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years went by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4551858939433041576?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4551858939433041576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4551858939433041576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4551858939433041576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4551858939433041576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/tragic-love-story-missing-rib.html' title='Tragic Love Story: The Missing Rib'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5667047786467403688</id><published>2008-12-01T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:03:06.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Seize my hand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let this be our anthem until we die.&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and we&apos;ll rise up high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>'Seize my hand, and we'll rise up high, Love, let this be our anthem until we die.'</title><content type='html'>'Let this evening be the longest among all, Be with me, we'll stand when all kingdoms fall.' -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Do you love me?",with distinguished dread Mark said. "Of course babe.I know you certainly know that I love you.",Stephanie boldly answered. "If I needed to be gone for long,will you miss me?",Mark asked. "Is there something wrong babe?You act so strange.You're starting to scare me.",Stephanie said in a fed-up voice. Mark grabbed Stephanie's hand and kissed it as an answer. "I'm here-nothing to worry about my love.",Stephanie assured Mark. Stephanie then fell asleep on top of Mark's chest as they lie down on a picnic carpet under the starry night. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That night was different among all.Glittering star-filled skies as the full moon shows itself over the extensive horizon of the never-ending universe.The coldness of the gust of every wind-it chills Mark's spine as Stephanie is in her deepest slumber. As Mark stares at a cluster of stars to the west from his eye-sight a meteorite caught his attention. "Hey,hey babe,wake up,look,a meteorite.",Mark said as he wakes up Stephanie. Then Stephanie woke up wanting to know what Mark has waked her up for. "Oh,it's so beautiful babe.",Stephanie said in bewilderment. Silence held up the panorama for about a minute or two as they watched the meteorite meander over the dim heavens. Stephanie cracked the silence and said,"You know what babe,meteorites are known to grant wishes of the people who sees it.I was a little child then since I first made my wish to a meteorite." "What did you wish for?",Mark asked. "Uh-mm,I forgot.You know,Its been so many years,Stephanie answered. "You?If you were to make a wish,what would it be?",Stephanie added. "I don't believe in wishes babe.",Mark said with a thwarted voice. "C'mon Mark,just try it,nothing would be gone if you do so.",Stephanie said as she grabbed Mark's left arm. Mark just continued staring at the meteorite as it slowly fades out. "Never mind it babe.It's gone.I just wanted you to make a wish,what is so hard with that?",Stephanie said in disappointment. "Yeah.You won.I made a wish before it's gone.",Mark said. "Oh really?!Thank you babe!See,I told you,nothing is gone,its not that hard right?",Stephanie said with a delighted face. "Uh-mm,so what did you wish for?",Stephanie added. "Nothing.I'll just let you know when it came true.I mean,if ever by any chance it came true",Mark said in doubt. "So unfair.Just forget about it babe.It's 4 hours before sunlight,we should get enough sleep by-then.",with a saddened voice,Stephanie said. Mark never answered back,he just continued staring at the skies as Stephanie fell asleep by his side. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Silence once again roofed the whole atmosphere.As the night gets deeper,the colder and more burly the breeze of wind gusts that dried leaves from a fig tree,about few steps away from where they laze,falls and creeps over the grasses of the wide spacious garden. 'If only you knew what I wished for.In doubt,I prayed and begged for that yearning,that one wish I always hoped for,that I would readily do anything for that to come to pass.If only you knew.',Mark's heart cried out. And Mark got a blanket,covered the two of them,so that they would keep warm.Using his arms Mark,grabbed Stephanie close to him,kissed her in the forehead and said,"I love you.I loved you yesterday,today,and until forever I will love you." Then Mark closed his eyes and fell asleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- The sunshine were as white as doves spreads their wings as their first light greetings to Mark and Stephanie.They soared up high in the skies and flew from coast-to-coast.The heavens are as ashen as last night's darkness in the other hand. "Babe,wake up.It's daybreak.C'mon let's roast our prepared hot dog and toast the sand which.",Mark said,trying to wake Stephanie up. "Good morning babe.Did you slept well last night?",Stephanie asked Mark as she woked up. "Yeah.Pretty well babe.Come here,breakfast is ready.",Mark answered. "Here you go.Oh be careful it's hot.",Mark said as he handed-over the food. "Wow,thanks babe.Have your breakfast as well.",Stephanie thanked Mark. "Uh babe,I'm going to check out our car.You just stay right here and wait for me.Ok?",Mark said. "Sure babe.Just don't be gone so long.",Stephanie answered. As Mark was walking and about to eat,he felt real dizzy,loosen his grip to the food and it fell.He putted his right hand to his forehead trying to give himself a massage as a relief. "Babe?Is everything ok?",Stephanie asked in concern as she walks towards Mark to check out on him. "Yeah,yeah babe,everything is...",just before Mark finished talking he fell from where he was standing and fainted. "Babe!",Stephanie shouted as she run towards Mark. Stephanie got Mark on her laps and tried waking him up. "Babe!Wake up!C'mon end of the joke,it's not funny anymore Mark!You're making me worry!",Stephanie shouted as she wants to wake Mark up. And still nothing.Mark's face started to pale,his hand as Stephanie held it was never giving a response,his body had given away its weight,making it hard for Stephanie to carry him.Stephanie then,got the car-key from Mark's pocket,carried him to the rigth passenger seat and drove to the nearest hospital about 6 miles away. Minutes have passed and still nothing from Mark.He never woke up,not a single movement From him. "Oh please hold on babe!Were already near the hospital.Everything's going to be fine.",Stephanie cries as she tries to talk to Mark. Time passed by as fast as wind,running after Mark's every heartbeat.Every moment was as precious as a single golden coin in a unfathomable jar full of corroded silver ones.Hours became minutes as minutes became seconds.Stephanie is literary driving in a car race against the undertaker. --------------------------------------------------------------- "What happened to him?",a nurse asked Stephanie as she rushed Mark to the emergency room. "I don't know.He just fainted and I…I don't know!",Stephanie tried to explain. "Ok,We'll take care of him.",the nurse assured. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Stephanie then sat on a sofa just outside the emergency room.She was crying for almost more than an hour.While Mark is inside the emergency room,she can not do anything,but wait,and wait. "How is he Doc?Yeah,I know he's getting well.He used to prank me since then.When is he going home?",Stephanie asked the doctor assertively. "Your boyfriend's condition is serious Stephanie.",the doctor said. "What?!I mean,h-h-how can that be?A while ago we where just...",Stephanie started to cry. "Based on Mark's records,he has stage 3 leukemia.His former personal doctor gave prescriptions and scheduled therapies.Though his family would be that able to handle the given medications,he was the one who refused it.That is why the disease grown and his body collapsed.I would not want to give false hopes for you and Mark's family Stephanie,that is why I wanted you to be ready for anything that may happen.I need to go now Steph and check out on Mark.You better take a rest first.",the doctor explained. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Every color faded away.As Stephanie slowly sits on the corridor's floor,her heart was weeping in so much pain.For every tear that fell,dreams flew outside the window,into the skies and were lost forever.She looked at her left hand and saw the ring. "I give you this ring as a sign of my ever-lasting love,that as its shape,you will never know where it began and when will it end." She remembered that moment,the most romantic scene,where the two of them was Romeo and Juliet.Loves moves in a way that it binds Mark and Stephanie's heart as one.Stephanie gave everything to Mark that night,as a sign of fully devoting herself to her future beloved husband,as Mark offered everything he has,as a sign of full support for his beloved future wife.In a way that blissful moment brought hope,but in the other hand in made her feel more wasted and broken. ------------------------------------------------------------------- As hours of Stephanie's waiting outside Mark's room passed by. "Stephanie,come but do make so much noise.",the doctor called up Stephanie. She hurried like she never got tired of waiting to see him. Stephanie opened the door and slowly walked towards Mark's bed,sat beside him,and held his hand. "Hey babe it's me.Everything is going to be fine.I'm here,I'll stay by your side.",Stephanie whispered. Suddenly,Mark moved his hand as a sign of response to Stephanie's voice. Mark woke up and gave a smile to Stephanie.Even though the pain due to his illness is eminent in Mark's face,that smile made him look better than ever. "B-B-Babe...Remember that wish I made last night that I told you I will tell you when it came true?",Mark said in a anguish voice. A tear fell from Stephanie's eye,hampering her to answer Mark's question.She nodded instead in agree to Mark. "I really hoped that dream to come true.I really prayed for that since the day that I found you Steph.",Mark said. "But babe,why didn't you tell me anything about your condition?Do I not have the right to know it?I'm your girlfriend.Sooner or later I'll be your wife.Why have you not told me?",Stephanie asked Mark. "It's because of my love for you Steph.I didn't want you to worry and to fear.I didn't want us to be bothered by my condition and yet know to ourselves that we can not do anything about it.I wanted us to have relationship that focuses to us,to just you and me,and nothing more.",Mark explained. "But Mark..." "Shh.Stop babe.Last night,what I wished for is that you'll be with me,until the end.",Mark said. Stephanie cried like a river.Heart was almost tearing apart.She held Mark's hand so tight,like she never did before.Every moment that they had together refreshed itself to Stephanie's mind. ------------------------------------------------------------------ She remembered,the scenery was just like that night.The cold breeze of every gust of wind.The view of the heavens and the ashen skies as birds flew freely.She remembered. "Its been 3 years babe,but it always feels like yesterday.",a tear dropped from Stephanie's eyes,never different from that day.The same old tear. "I would always look at my hand whenever I miss you,for there,I see your everlasting love,that as its shape I won't know the beginning and the end.It is so hard Mark,yet I needed to learn how to accept the reality of our love story,beyond our dreams and our plans,never a happy ending.Every night I can't sleep,hoping that one day I would wake up with you by my side,that everything that had happened was just a nightmare.Every night I get cold and longed for your warm arms holding me close to you.I feels so fresh even though its been quite sometimes.Remember that night when I told you I forgot that wish I asked for to a meteorite when I was a child?That wish was to be with the man who would love me for the rest of his life as I lie down my bed until the last breath I take.Meteorites are sometimes unfair it would not always grant wishes for everyone. It's been 3 years babe,and nothing has changed.",Stephanie said as she sits on the grass and looks up in the skies. "Mom! Aren't you done yet? Will you please help fly my kite mom?",Mark called his mom. "He's growing so fast Mark.He is starting to learn new things,how to play the guitar,how make friends with other kids.He looks like you babe,even more every day.It's just you Mark.Every time I look to him,it's just,I see nothing but you babe.The way he talks,the way he cracks a joke,the way he runs,and plays,and laugh,it's just you Mark.I know one day when he finds the girl for him,he will be just like his father,who loved the girl of his life wholeheartedly,and then spent the rest of his life devoting it to loving only that girl.",Stephanie continued taking. "Hey mom!C'mon!Please help me!I don't know how to fly this kite.",Mark shouted as he runs and holds the string of his kite. "Yes dear,I'm coming.",Stephanie stood up,walked towards Mark and they played. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- END. ---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5667047786467403688?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5667047786467403688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5667047786467403688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5667047786467403688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5667047786467403688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/12/seize-my-hand-and-well-rise-up-high.html' title='&apos;Seize my hand, and we&apos;ll rise up high, Love, let this be our anthem until we die.&apos;'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1867252044977655180</id><published>2008-11-29T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T04:36:09.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bob ong'/><title type='text'>bob ong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/joyenz"&gt;ang tenga kapag pinagdikit korteng puso... Extension ng puso ang tenga kaya kapag marunong kang makinig, marunong kang magmahal.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1867252044977655180?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1867252044977655180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1867252044977655180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1867252044977655180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1867252044977655180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/bob-ong.html' title='bob ong'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8611451048592127151</id><published>2008-11-28T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:44:54.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleeding love'/><title type='text'>bleeding love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;masyado kang nabulagan sa buwan kaya di mu na nakita ang bituin...di mo man lang naisip na once to thrice a month lang yun lumalabas samantalang ang bituwin kada pagkatapos ng bagyo nililiwanagan ka! getz mo? for sure hindi...full moon e! badtrip ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8611451048592127151?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8611451048592127151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8611451048592127151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8611451048592127151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8611451048592127151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/bleeding-love.html' title='bleeding love'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4133987272624455328</id><published>2008-11-26T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:46:50.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love'/><title type='text'>Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divine-music.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://divine-music.info/images/dmmusicbar.gif" border="0" alt="Free Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://divine-music.info" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://divine-music.info/images/dmlogo.gif" border="0" alt="Free Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://divine-music.info/musicfiles/Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love.wma" autostart="TRUE" loop="TRUE" width="0" height="0" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-music.info" target="_blank"&gt;Free Music&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4133987272624455328?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4133987272624455328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4133987272624455328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4133987272624455328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4133987272624455328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-shalala.html' title='Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4493761434952549572</id><published>2008-11-25T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:51:39.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haist'/><title type='text'>NOVEMBER 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 24, was one of the saddest day of my life...my friend Jap lost his cellphone, i was sad when i didn't found out yet that he lost it because that day he wasn't texting me cause we usually greet each other and like tease each other night and day until someone will cry (that would be me), i was use to that kind of sweetnes he have until he sent me a comment on my friendster saying "Oyen....oyen nwala cp ko knina" i was like what?how?where?when and now what? lol i know i even sound like her girlfriend but i'm not...i'm just one of his girl friends....now it's his second day of not having phone on the twentieth century and i am so sad...though he lost his phone already i was still texting him...haha..i know...i am just used to it...like i was used of eating cadbury...so addictive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jap amishooooooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;november 27, someone missed called me and its Jap! he has his Girl friend's phone =D&lt;br /&gt;yehei...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4493761434952549572?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4493761434952549572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4493761434952549572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4493761434952549572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4493761434952549572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-24-2008.html' title='NOVEMBER 2008'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2247258603002883368</id><published>2008-11-22T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T05:20:36.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joynlazaro&apos;s poetry dedicated to jelanie (edited version)'/><title type='text'>Ang Pinsan kong Berat. (like me) haha</title><content type='html'>ang pinsan kong kaydai-daing pinagdaraanan&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo maiisip na kanya i2ng mkakayanan&lt;br /&gt;kinalaban ama, ina kapatid maliban sa kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;ng makilala ko ito humanga ako ng lubusan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o aking sexing pinsan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana naman ikaw ay pakinggan&lt;br /&gt;di lamang ng mga taong mahal&lt;br /&gt;pati nadin ng Poong my kapal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana naman ikaw ay may natutunan&lt;br /&gt;sa maiksing oras na ating pinagsamahan&lt;br /&gt;nawa'y magtino ka na ng totohanan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(like me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alalahanin na ang pamilya'y hindi kalaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta palagi mo lamang pakatatandaan&lt;br /&gt;alang binibigay ang Diyos na di kakayanan&lt;br /&gt;pag may problema siya'y iyong tawagan&lt;br /&gt;dika bibiguin at laging ika'y iingatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(eheheh--i love you cousin...wag ng berat, have a clean heart and open mind...may dahilan si GOD sa buhay mo tandaan mo yan..mawawala ang lahat ng bagay pero hindi ang pag-ibig pero dapat maging matalino ka din dahil ang puso ay madaya...nagsalita ang magaling ano??hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOD BLESS Y'ALL and ung Tagaytay ko ha!ehe..mua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2247258603002883368?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2247258603002883368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2247258603002883368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2247258603002883368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2247258603002883368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/ang-pinsan-kong-berat-like-me-haha.html' title='Ang Pinsan kong Berat. (like me) haha'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6363523992354119863</id><published>2008-11-22T04:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:59:29.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://jmm.aaa.net.au/articles/1994.htm'/><title type='text'>Numbers 32:23.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="textArticleDetail"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have sinned against the Lord; and be sure your sin will find you out. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;This text was regularly quoted by my mother. She was right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two London women struck up a conversation, and the topic got around to their husbands. They then were seen to rummage in their purses. One pulled out a photo and said, 'That's my husband.' The other did the same - and it was the same man. Result: an ageing ex-romeo arrested for bigamy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In medieval times, sins were real, and specific. So was hell. These days, we are more prone to feel shame than guilt. As someone put it, 'Sin, that old dynamo, has lost much of its power since we ceased to believe in hell.' We don't call it sin today, said one (honest) cynic, we call it self-expression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We reap what we sow. If we sin, we are punished not for our sins, so much as by them. And sins cannot be undone, only forgiven. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will arise and go to my Father and say to him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and against you, and am no longer worthy to be called your child.&lt;br /&gt;My child, your sins are forgiven you. Amen&lt;/i&gt;.              &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6363523992354119863?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6363523992354119863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6363523992354119863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6363523992354119863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6363523992354119863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/numbers-3223.html' title='Numbers 32:23.'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5193349502001604565</id><published>2008-11-22T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T04:51:56.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOYENZ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YEN or JOY N. LAZARO&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OYEN'/><title type='text'>by yen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;NASASAKTAN NA AKO ULIT KAYA ALAM KO UMIIBIG NA AKONG MULI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5193349502001604565?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5193349502001604565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5193349502001604565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5193349502001604565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5193349502001604565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/by-yen.html' title='by yen'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8109916473205658671</id><published>2008-11-12T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:53:26.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lathala ko...'/><title type='text'>sa oras ng aking pagtatanong ako'y sinagot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ko rin lubusan maisip kung bakit hirap na hirap na nga ang mga tao ay pilit pang pinagsisiksikan ang nais nilang mangyari, pero sa halip nababalewala lang ang mga ito dahil &lt;em&gt;“Kung hindi nga daw ukol ay hindi bubukol”&lt;/em&gt; pero sa isang banda sinasabi naman nila na huwag kang sumuko bagkus iyong labanan…&lt;em&gt;haha kanta ba ito?&lt;/em&gt;…kung tutuusin hindi naman dapat magulo ang mundo &lt;em&gt;(ayon lang sa aking pananaw pero kung iyo namang ipipilit ang iyong pananaw na salungat sa akin ay hindi nga tayo magkakaintindihan)&lt;/em&gt; dahil kaya nga nilagay ng Diyos ang utak sa ulo hindi sa siko para ito ang maging mas-makapangyarihan sa sitwasyon ng pag-iisip, pumapangalawa lamang ang puso. akin ngang naalala ang isa na kinukunsidera kong guro na si BEM na palagi niyang binabanggit sakin &lt;em&gt;“mind over matter” &lt;/em&gt;tama nga naman hindi ba? kasi ang problema kapag nasaling na ang emosyon ng kahit na sinong nilalang hindi na nito pinaiiral ang katalinuhan bagkus ay ang pabuka-bukarang desisyon na kung gustong manapak ay sasapak nalang o kaya naman kung nais manumpa ay bibitiw nalang ng mga masasakit na salita sabay irap! ngunit kung atin nanamang uungkatin ang mga makalumang Ideolohiya (nga ba?) na dapat “&lt;em&gt;pag-isipan munang maigi ang isang bagay bago gawin”&lt;/em&gt; pero sa lagay ang nangyayari ay &lt;em&gt;“saka mo na lamang pagsisihan yung mali na magagawa mo…tapos na kasi eh” &lt;/em&gt;hindi ba napakagulo ngang talaga? isa pa na pilit namumuwisit sa kukote ko ang palagi ko na lamang nadidinig sa mga tao… &lt;em&gt;“Ang hindi marunong lumingon sa pinanggalingan ay dili makararating sa paroroonan” &lt;/em&gt;ngunit saad naman sa isang bersikulo sa Biblia na &lt;em&gt;“Huwag nang llingunin ang nakaraan bagamat magpatuloy na lang”&lt;/em&gt; (Filipos 3:12-14). kung ating hihimayhimayin ang mga iba’t-ibang bagay at mga tanong na hanggang ngayon ay ala pa ring kasagutan o kung mayroon mang kasagutan ang imga ito ikaw ba’y maniniwala? dahil hanggang wala sa katinuan ang utak ng isang tao hindi nya maiintindihan ang mga bagay na iginuhit na ng Poong Maykapal sa mundong ito. isa pa na kina-aasar ko ay ang mga masyadong pagmamalaki at pagmamayabang ng mga “ATHEIST” na ipinipilit nilang walang Diyos at hindi sila naniniwala sa anu mang may kaugnayan sa Diyos (ang Diyos na tinutukoy ko ay nagsisimula sa malaking Letra hindi sa maliit na letra na maaari mong bilin sa mga taong naglalako sa kalsada) pero ang totoo binabasa naman nila ang Biblia at ang mas nakakapika pa ay pinipilit nila na madaming maling nakalathala sa Biblia…O sige sabihin mo nga, ikaw na Atheista kung anong mali ang nakasulat sa Bibilia at kung kaninong pamantayan mo ito ibinase? dahil kung sayong isip lamang ito nagmula, mamatay man ako hindi kita paniniwalaan! bakit? dahil kung ikaw nga mismo sa sarili mo madami kang hindi maintindihan at mapaliwanag na bagay na pinipilit mo lamang na ang diyos ay ang sarili mo na ikaw lang ang gumagawa ng sarili mong impierno bakit ako maniniwala sayo? kung ating susumahin isinaad sa Biblia na hindi natin kayang lurukin ang isipan ng Diyos pagkat ang isip ng Diyos ay hindi isip LANG ng isang tao lalo na at katulad mo! oo, maaaring madaming magkakasalungat na bagay sa mundo pero hindi kahulugan noon na mali ang pagkakadisenyo ng Diyos, oo, marahil tayo ang gumagawa ng sarili nating katagumpayan at kapahamakan pero sa dulo’t dulo nito nandun nakatunghay ang Diyos, malamang iyong iniisip na bakit alam naman ng tinutukoy kong Diyos na magkakasala si Eva at Adan at mahuhulog sila sa pita ng kasalanan bakit pinahintulutan pa ito ng Diyos kung talangang alam niya ang lahat ng bagay at pangyayari na wari mo kung gaano kadami ang tao ay ganun din karami ang mata at kamay niya ay bakit pa niya pinahintulutang mangyari ito at tignan mo eto tayo ngayon at nagkakagulo sa mundo ay tanging siya lamang ang nakakaalam a kung ipipilit mo nanaman ang iyong alam eto ang para sa iyo (Isaias 55:8-9) basahin mo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8109916473205658671?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8109916473205658671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8109916473205658671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8109916473205658671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8109916473205658671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/sa-oras-ng-aking-pagtatanong-akoy.html' title='sa oras ng aking pagtatanong ako&apos;y sinagot'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1176026014565677345</id><published>2008-11-12T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:46:02.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bem&apos;s literature...lol...'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER BILANG UTOPIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: justify; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bem-philosopher06.blog.friendster.com/2007/08/friendster-bilang-utopia/"&gt;(^___^)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;merong sinusunod na patakaran sa pag-uumpisa ng isang artikulo at sa mga pagkakataong eto, hindi ako susunod. hindi ako kayang diktahan ng mga sinaunang manunulat kung paano dapat magbahagi ng iniisip, kung kanino dapat magbahagi at hanggang kelan dapat magbahagi. pag binanggit mo sa akin ang salitang dapat, tatanungin ko sayo kung kaninong pamantayan ang pinagbabasehan mo, kung kaninong timbangan ang ginagamit mo, kung saang anggulo ka naroroon at kung saang gawi ka tumitingin. iimbitahin kita saglit na kumuyakoy sa modernong lipunan na eto, malaya kang magdesisyon kong teternuhan mo ng pagyoyosi ang pagbabasa o pansamantala mo munang papanisin ang laway mo habang nakaantabay ka sa mga linyang ihahain ko sayo. malaya ka ring magdesisyon kong papasuin mo ang ngala-ngala mo ng napakainit na kape habang tumatango ka o umiiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at kung sakaling may mga paniniwala ako na sumasalungat ng sagad sa paniniwala mo, hindi matatapos dun ang pagdidiskurso natin. dahil baka may dalawang pisngi ang katotohanan. baka pareho tayong may pinupunto. hindi kinakailangan na ang kultura ko ay maging kultura mo rin bago tayo maggalangan. isang bagay lang ang hihilingin ko sayo kung sakaling sumalungat ka. at ang paghiling na yan ay alang kinalaman sa kapakanan ko kundi sa pakinabang na pwede mong makuha sa pamamagitan ng pagpapaunlad mo ng pagkatao mo. isagad mo ang pagpapahalaga sa komunikasyon, sa diskurso, sa pagbubukas ng malawak na isip para mabigyang linaw ang mga bagay na malabo. hindi kumukupas ang saysay ng binitiwang mga salita ni socrates, ang itinuring na pinakamatalinong tao ng kanyang panahon…"hindi buhay ng tao ang buhay na hindi kinikilatis…" at ang pangingilatis ay isang mahabang proseso. hindi basta kumurap ka ay may sagot na sa mga tanong na nakabalandra sa utak mo. ang paghahanap ng sagot ay isang bagay na ikaw lang ang makakagawa maski na nga ba ang sagot ay pwedeng magmula sa iba. dahil kahit na maghain ang iba ng sagot, ikaw at ikaw pa rin ang magpapasya kung yun ba ang sagot na tumutugon sa mga tanong mo. at kung sakaling isinagad mo na ang pagtatanong at tenernuhan mo pa ng tambling ang paghahanap mo ng sagot pero ang tanging nakukuha mong sagot ay "ewan", makahalata ka na na kelangan mo nang lumubay kakatanong. pilitin mo na lang na tanggapin sa sarili mo na may mga pagkakataon na ang katotohan ay abot-tanaw lang. kahit na panginoonin mo pa ang katotohan kung talagang iilag yan ng sagad, hinding hindi mo sya mahuhuli. ang tawag dyan sa pilosopiya ay "aletheia"…ang paglubog-litaw ng katotohanan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa hindi maipaliwanag na dahilan, marami ang nagtataka kung baket ko pinapatulan ang friendster. marami ang nagsasabi na sinasabunutan nila ang sarili nila dahil hindi nila akalain na bibigyan ko ng panahon ang pakikipag-ugnayan sa mga tao sa pamamagitan ng "lipunang" eto. at para bang bawal ako dito. haha. pag-aaral ng lipunan at ng tao ang pinakapaborito kong gawin kaya ang paglilibot ko sa modernong lipunan na eto ay hindi na dapat pang pagtakhan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;magkakaroon ng hindi iniiwasang paghahambing. kagaya ng nabanggit ko sa ilang sulok ng profile ko, "ang friendster ay isang komunidad na tumutugon sa pangarap ng lahat na maging bida…eto ay ang utopia o ang pangarap na lipunan ng bawat isa…lahat bida, lahat makapangyarihan…kapitan ka ng sarili mong profile maski na hindi ka pa dumaan sa eleksyon." pwede ring maging konsehal mo ang mga kaibigan mo at maging konsehal ka rin nila. pero sideline lang ang pagiging konsehal, alalahanin mo na me kanya-kanya kayong barangay profile na pinamamahalaan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kung natatandaan mo pa ang kasaysayan, nong araw ay merong umalohokan, ang tagapagpalaganap ng mensahe ng kapitan…kadalasan ang panawagan ay tungkol sa magaganap na pulong sa plaza. pag di ka nagpunta, kakailanganin mong magmulta o di kayay tanggapin mo ang paratang na ala kang pakikisama. pero sa modernong pamayanan ng friendster, maski na isang dosenang beses pa magpost ng iisang announcement ang kahit sino, maski manawagan pa sya ng sagad, kung ayaw mong rumesponde ay ayaw mo lang. pwedeng magbulag-bulagan, pwedeng magbingi-bingihan ng alang matatamong parusa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hindi maikakaila na eto ang pinakamatao at pinakamodernong komunidad na daluyan din ng tsismis. syempre kung alang sunog, alang usok o kaya pwede mo ring baliktarin, kung alang usok, alang sunog. tatanungin mo pa ba kung alin ang nauuna, sunog ba o usok. kung malaman mo ang sagot ay ano naman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;halatang halata rin kung sino ang mga mahilig magpasikat sa friendster. nakabalandra ang mga litrato na pruweba ng mga masasaya pero nakakabutas ng bulsang mga lakwatsa. mga eksena sa europe, bora o maski bartek-bartekan lang sa kanto sabay tinernuhan ng caption na "please release me, let me go…hahaha". me mga nagpapakita rin ng mga laman ng aparador, ref at kung anu-ano pa. parang handang handa silang magbahagi ng biyaya pero hindi, ipinapasilip lang. inggit ka, belat. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;may mga sagad din sa pagiging mapamaraan. kung ang pangalan ay nagsisimula sa letrang z, abay nauuna pa sa pila kesa sa ang pangalan ay nagsisimula sa letrang a. nakow, ayan naman pala tinadtad ng gitling at kung anupang mga characters ang simula ng pangalan. mga alang galang sa alphabetical order ang mga luka-luka. haha. at bat ako nagrereklamo? dahil ba b ang simula ng pangalan ko at nasisiko na nya si letrang a? haha. at maski magmenos ako sa gitling o maski na anong characters, isa pa rin ako sa mga unang makikita kung alang mga pasaway sa pila. haha. eh syempre makikita na ko sa dulo kung lahat ay gagamit na ng singhaba ng sampayan na puro gitling at kudlit na ikakambal sa mga pangalan nila. at bat parang kabado ako sa posibilidad na yan. haha. eh kung bakuna kaya ang pipilahan nyo, magpapasaklolo pa kaya kayo sa mga gitling at kudlit na yan. halata bang masama ang loob ko sa mga gumagamit ng gitling at kudlit. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kapadong kapado ko rin kung sino ang mga hindi sumusunod sa patakaran. halatang halata yung mga handang lumambitin sa bakod maski na nga ba me nakapaskil na ‘gamitin ang gate." ang mga mensahe ay dinadala sa hirela ng mga testimonials. hi ganyan, hi ganito, maglakwatsa tayo sa bora, gale at tumambling tayo sa mga buhangin, sana wag tayong mapwing. o kaya hi ganyan, ganyan ganito, laklakan tayo sa malate, eklat eklat. o kaya nood naman tayo ng concert. hahaha. nag-uulat talaga sa mga kaganapan sa mga buhay nila. approve naman ng approve basta ganyang mga pagpapasikat. pero pag ang laman ng testi ay tungkol sa amoy bullfrog na bibig pag umaga o di kaya’y alipungang ayaw gumaling anumang pilit maski pa kaskasin ng kung anek anek o di kaya’y ang hindi sinasadyang pagkakaihi sa bedsheet maski na tapos ng mag-debut, pustahan tayo maski iulit-ulit mo pang ipadala yun, hindi maaaprubahan. parang kung lacoste ang blouse mo, gustong gusto mong ipinapakitang nakasampay, pero pag me tatak lang na carnation evap o di kaya’y mr. clean, halos takpan mo ng twalya sa sampayan pag me bisita, sukdulang sa isang linggo na sya matuyo, maski na nga ba magkaroon pa sya ng lagulamin…alam mo ang tagulamin? di ko alam kung tagulamin o tagulamig. eto yung parang mga blackheads na dumadapo sa mga damit. gets? o kaya hahayaan mo na lang sya sa sampayan sabay sabing, "kanino ba to?" nagmimistula kang umutot na naninindigan sa hindi pag-amin. nagpapanggap kang galit sa amoy na yun pero ang totoo non, sa bituka mo galing ang amoy na yun. at ang pinakamahinang magpanggap na syang inosente ang pangunahing suspek. dito palang sa simpleng bagay na eto, hindi pa tayo lumalayo, burado na ang hustisya. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;me mga hayok na hayok din sa PDA. yung tipong ipinatatanaw nila sa sambayanan ang detalye ng pagbubuhol ng mga kaluluwa nila. haha. at sa mga litrato, nagbubundulan ang mga ulo. o kaya naman ay hubad ang mga katawan na nasa isang kwarto sabay deny na naabot na ang langit. haha. at kung magselosan, halos ultimong libag ng bawat isa hindi pwedeng mapunta sa iba. at nagsusumigaw sa mga caption na ang mundong kinabibilangan nila ay para sa kanilang dalawa lang, wala tayong pakialam kung isang linggo palang silang magkakilala. haha. at pag naghiwalay matapos ang ilang mga linggong nag-untugan ng mga baso at nagbuhat ng sabay ng mga mabibigat na mga kubyertos, halos magnana ang mga mata kakangawngaw, halos basagin ang eardrums kakapakinig sa kantang "how do you heal a broken heart" ni chris walker o kaya "art of letting go" ni mikaila, at halos titigan lahat ng mga letra sa google tungkol sa kung paano sisikaping itakwil sa alaala ang taong kelan lang ay nagmistulang anghel sa buhay mo. at kung dati halos sa paningin mo ay tinubuan sya ng mga pakpak sa kilikili, ngayon ang tingin mo sa kanya ay may dalawang sungay na singtalim ng blade ang mga dulo. at dahil sa hindi ka makapagpigil sa pagsasambulat mo ng emosyon mo, kinukulay-kulayan mo pa ang profile mo. me paggamit ng mga simbolo para maghayag ng damdamin. meron akong nakikitang mga bungo, babaeng me luha na sumisipa ng tuyong dahon, lalakeng me hawak na puso sa palad nya, umaagos ang dugo sa braso nya habang halos yakapin nya ang mga tuhod nya, kulang na lang makakita ako ng mga imahe ng mga ataol dito sa friendster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maraming pwedeng masaksihang kopya ng mga eksena sa friendster. tinawag ko syang kopya dahil lahat ng nandyan ay pawang duplicate lang ng tunay na eksena. at pag duplicate na lang yan, hindi sya singlinaw ng tunay na eksena. ang makikita ay ang gustong ipakita ng magpapakita. parang ngayon, eto nga bang mga letrang eto ang produkto ng pinakamalalim na pag-iisip ko o eto lang ang mga klase ng pag-iisip na gusto kong ipakita sayo. ang imahe nga ba tungkol sa pagkatao ko na nabubuo sa balintataw mo ngayon base sa mga ideyang ipinapasilip ko sayo ang tunay na ako o yan lang ang imahe na gusto kong buuin mo. ako lang ang tanging nakakaalam ng sagot at anuman ang gawin mo kung hindi ko ipapakita sayo ang sagot ay walang magaganap na pagtuklas sa katotohan. ang ipinupunto ko ay hindi mo dapat ipagluksa ang di mo pagkakaroon ng sagot sa lahat ng mga tanong mo, gaano man kahalaga ang mga yan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;marami rin akong nababasang isinisigaw ng mga tao dito sa friendster. may mga tungkol sa paghahayag ng pananampalataya, pag-ibig at kung anu-ano pa gamit ang mga iba’t ibang uri ng mga bagay(gaya ng ulap, bahaghari, bituwin, araw, at kung anek anek pa) na syang naglalarawan sa mga iniisip nila at nararamdaman. anumang emosyon ay diktado ng utak. ang sakit ay maaaring katotohanan o ilusyon lang. kaya ka nasasaktan ay dahil dinidisyunan mong masaktan. hindi ka kayang saktan ng iba ng ala kang pahintulot dahil ang mga may kakayahan lang na makasugat sa damdamin mo ay ang mga taong may bilang sa pagkatao mo. kung ayaw mo nang patuloy kang saktan ng isang tao ay ala kang unang dapat gawin kundi burahin ang halaga nya sayo. at bago mo gawin yan ay dadaan ka sa proseso ng pagtitimbang. gagamit ka ng talino sa pagpapasya. at pag meron ka pang pagdududa sa pasyang binubuo mo, nangangahulugan lang na may mga bagay pa na hindi malinaw at kailangan mo pa ng sapat na panahon para mag-isip. ang lahat ng mga bagay na nagaganap sa buhay mo ay produkto ng mga nakaraan o maaaring kasalukuyang pagpapasya. walang anumang pagpapasya para sa sarili mong buhay ang hindi dumaan sa pagbibigay mo ng sarili mong pasya. ke pinili mong magpasya o hinayaan mo ang iba na magpasya para sayo, pareho lang yan - may pakikilahok ka sa pagbuo ng pasya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kapag inimbitahan kita na mag-usap tayo tungkol sa mga bagay na hindi malinaw sa akin, ang ibig sabihin non ay kinikilala ko na may kakayahan kang magbahagi ng tanglaw. sa pagkilatis ko ng mga bagay-bagay, pwedeng hindi ko makita ang gusto mong makita ko, hindi ko marinig ang nagsusumigaw na mga damdamin mo…dahil minsan ang liwanag na nanggagaling sa mga ubod ng linaw na mga bagay ay nagmimistulang liwanag ng araw na mahirap titigan…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kapag inaya kita para sabay nating paunlarin ang mga sarili natin, hindi kita inaaya dahil sa mga bagay na pansamantala…wala akong pakialam kung may potensyal na agarang magmistulang pasas ang balat mo…ala akong pakialam kung maglalaglagan ang mga ngipin mo mula sa gilagid mo at pag kumain ka ng piattos ay wasak sya dahil sa tulis ng sitsirya…wala akong pakialam kung igulong mo ang kulangot mo sa balat ko…wala akong pakialam kung ni singkong duling ay hindi mo kayang ibahagi…dahil alam ko na hindi tayo tulad ng iba…dahil alam ko na tanaw natin ang kaluluwa ng bawat isa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ngayon sumang-ayon ka sa akin na masyadong maliwanag ang araw, mahirap titigan…at ng dahil dyan, merong naganap na pagbaba sa baitang ng pagpapakatao…merong mga paglabag sa mga karapatan…at kung sino ang may kakayahang umalalay ay syang humalik sa pagwawakas…&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/5924769472004374996-1176026014565677345?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1176026014565677345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1176026014565677345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1176026014565677345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1176026014565677345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendster-bilang-utopia.html' title='FRIENDSTER BILANG UTOPIA'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6468512041479814367</id><published>2008-11-07T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:26:04.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another jeoffrey&apos;s again'/><title type='text'>sinong mas mahalaga?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sino ba ang mas mahalaga… Ang taong&lt;br /&gt;mahal mo o ang taong gusto mong&lt;br /&gt;mahalin? Ang taong kasama mo buong&lt;br /&gt;araw o ang taong iniicip mo bago&lt;br /&gt;matapos ang araw? Siya bang&lt;br /&gt;kasakasama mo sa lhat ng ginagawa&lt;br /&gt;mo o siyang dahilan ng lahat ng galaw at&lt;br /&gt;ginagawa mo? Sino ba ang mas&lt;br /&gt;mhalaga…Ung taong nais mong&lt;br /&gt;makasama habang buhay o ung taong&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo makita ang habang buhay&lt;br /&gt;kapag wala siya?cno ang mas&lt;br /&gt;matimbang? Ung taong pag kasama&lt;br /&gt;mo’y parang kay bilis ng oras o ung&lt;br /&gt;taong tuwing iniicp mo’y parang kay&lt;br /&gt;bagal ng oras? Ano ang susundin&lt;br /&gt;mo… Ang dinidikta mo sa puso mo o ang&lt;br /&gt;dinidikta ng puso mo syo? Siya ba un&lt;br /&gt;laging pumapasok sa icp mo o cya un&lt;br /&gt;laging laman ng panaginip mo? Sino nga&lt;br /&gt;ba…ang taong nagpaluha syo, o ang&lt;br /&gt;taong nagpunas sa minsang pagluha&lt;br /&gt;mo? Sino sa kanila…ang taong&lt;br /&gt;nagpapatawa syo o ang taong dahilan ng&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng iyong emosyon? Sino nga bang&lt;br /&gt;pipiliin mo?? ANG TAONG MULING&lt;br /&gt;NAGBUKAS NG PUSO MO? O ANG TAONG MATAGAL NG NANDOON..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6468512041479814367?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6468512041479814367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6468512041479814367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6468512041479814367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6468512041479814367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/sinong-mas-mahalaga.html' title='sinong mas mahalaga?'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8078321884620902080</id><published>2008-11-07T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:25:09.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a boyfriend would do….  by Jeoffrey'/><title type='text'>What a boyfriend would do….</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/jeoffrey1184"&gt;by jeoffrey:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Grab her neck when you kiss her, it’s a real turn on. Not her butt/boobs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• When she’s mad hug her tight and don’t let go then kiss her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• When she says she’s ok dont believe it talk with her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Never cheat on her because 10 yrs later she’ll remember you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Call her before you sleep and after you wake up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Treat her like a person and not something to show off for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Stay up all night with her when she’s sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• TRUST HER WITH HER GUY FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Let her wear your clothes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• When she’s bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Let her know she’s important.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is;&lt;br /&gt;"Who’s ass am I kicking babe?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://sciontc-1184.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&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/5924769472004374996-8078321884620902080?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8078321884620902080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8078321884620902080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8078321884620902080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8078321884620902080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-boyfriend-would-do.html' title='What a boyfriend would do….'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2729485190217529035</id><published>2008-11-06T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:18:20.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodolfo&apos;s'/><title type='text'>This one's for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;When I get all my expectations&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;I get Pumped up with blood circulation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2'); 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It's just a delay.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;Not having any patience, will take life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;Don't worry bout tomorrow,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2729485190217529035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2729485190217529035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-ones-for-you.html' title='This one&apos;s for you'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2638563385836527866</id><published>2008-11-05T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:55:20.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my own poetry (11-6-08)'/><title type='text'>Dear Oliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't understand you&lt;br /&gt;and the things you were trying to prove&lt;br /&gt;that every time you were falling for me&lt;br /&gt;you're stopping yourself from letting things be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you keep on hurting me so&lt;br /&gt;cause I didn't know what to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;for I have thought of us as lovers some time&lt;br /&gt;though the only thing that is lacking is me saying I do...be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll move on and forget things about her&lt;br /&gt;and that soon you'll realize my existence dear Oliver&lt;br /&gt;cause I have fought for you long time before&lt;br /&gt;hope that you'll fight for me now much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(this poem is dedicated to YOU...I think you know who you are...I'm sorry I have fallen for you already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2638563385836527866?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2638563385836527866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2638563385836527866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2638563385836527866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2638563385836527866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-oliver.html' title='Dear Oliver'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1525268889966222333</id><published>2008-11-05T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:06:46.157-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='october 30 2008 birthday celebration (mine)'/><title type='text'>my creepy birthday party (10-30-08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had the most creepiest one (i think) lol... because my cousins and i acctualy planned on celebrating my birthday swimming, but because the weather didn't get along with our plans we just stayed home till the rain stopped and on the afternoon of the 30th of October we went to the cemetery...yes we visited our grannies (dead ofcorz) and we had fun actually a happy creepy birthday celebration! hahah! and that evening we had BBQ (complements of dearez-Swa) and SISIG (part2) and ICE CREAM and CREMA DE FRUTA (complements by jhel and Erick) i just wanna thank my cousins my tito and tita and my mudra for completing my day! to my ever beloved ate and paul and kuya jason and my whole family my friends who greeted me through mails and sms and fs and personally, the Bethanians, and the Staffs! and on the 31st day we celebrated our HALLOWEEN in the pool finally! (pahabol) hahah! it was fun and yesterday we re-visited cemetery (NOV1) and there you go...tired...and exhausted...lol... it's all fun...i love my cousins and my whole family...kahit sa mga hindi nakapunta...okay lang...next time try nyo ju-moin...wahahahahahah!!! i love my cousins...Thank you for making my day! till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(btw...i was so happy when HE texted like 5min. before my birthday, he is one of those person who greeted me that night...i was touched on what he said...it was so sweet...eeehhhkk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1525268889966222333?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1525268889966222333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1525268889966222333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1525268889966222333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1525268889966222333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-creepy-birthday-party-10-30-08.html' title='my creepy birthday party (10-30-08)'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3857981945440419286</id><published>2008-10-25T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:23:39.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answer to jillian mae&apos;s deadly comment on my shout out in mich&apos;s FS'/><title type='text'>got pissed with a 15 y.o MEAN GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hi, just wanna say i was the 1 who posted the shout out in Michelle's FS, she sms me saying that you really got a problem on what i have posted? uhmmm look i don't know you or your records and i really don't wanna know but lemme tell you something straight...COULD YOU PLEASE ASK WHAT JUST HAPPENED BEFORE YOU LIKE POST ANY COMMENT ON MICH'S FS or any other people's comment box? coz i think you know not what has happened and i don't think that you should know and you know what you really got an attitude problem coz you know it is not proper to like butt-in in a thing you don't know or else you'd end up like an uneducated human, if i'm not mistaken isn't it that you are studying in a Catholic School? don't they teach you something like having a right manner or stuff like that? girl all i can say is that NO MATTER HOW INTELLIGENT YOU ARE IF YOU GOT AN ATTITUDE PROBLEM LIKE WHAT I WAS SAYING (nakikisabat ng hindi alam ang puno't dulo) or you'll end up more than a fool. ( I'm sure tinuro din ng parents mo na huwag kng sasabat db?)hindi kita papatulan dahil bata ka at isa pa wala ka pa namang sapat na kakayahan at experience para makipagtalakayan sa isang MAHUSAY pero dahil ako ang nag-post ng shout out ni mich kaya parang ako ang tinira mo! uhm isa pa hindi ko ugali at inuugali yung inugali mong ganon.bad...really bad... PAMELA SHANDRA CAYABYAB know me...you should ask her. bata ka pa...madami ka pang malalaman at matututunan, hindi porket may alam ka na at top student ka akala mo na e magaling na magaling ka na...no girl...learning is continuous, the more you think you know a lot that's when you'll learn you know nothing at all, ako nga eh grumaduate at grumaduate never akong nagmalaki kahit na successful na ako, hindi kasi mainam yung ganung ugali, YOU CAN SUGGEST but NEVER INSIST! dapat yan ang matutunan mo. wag kang magalit kay Mich or sa'kin, I'm just teaching you something i think you didn't learn inside your SCHOOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know kaya ko piNost yun sa FS ni mich someone accused her something that is very malicious at lalake yung gumawa nun, the thing is yung guy na yun is very mean, he was like stating things, vulgar ones, but take note he's posted his messages in wrong grammar, mich ask for my help to like keep her PRO private and erase that boy on her Frenzlist...and then you commented on my shout out. i know you mean nothing but YOU COULD HAVE ASKED FIRST kung ano ang puno't dulo right? but you didn't and i felt like being insulted but bec. you are a 15 y.o proud girl i'll have to give you the benefit of my doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU,pls tell Pamela we missed her and I ain't mad anymore to you. so cheer girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3857981945440419286?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3857981945440419286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3857981945440419286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3857981945440419286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3857981945440419286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-pissed-with-15-yo-mean-girl.html' title='got pissed with a 15 y.o MEAN GIRL'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-5667666945210902893</id><published>2008-10-19T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:40:40.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodolfo&apos;s prove myself wrong'/><title type='text'>PROVE MYSELF WRONG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;"Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind."  - Albert Einstein&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;Most people, even if they call themselves Christians, would not take one step and try to test their own faith. Jesus said that you should examine yourself to see if you are really in the faith.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;Most people are afraid of facts against their specific group or religious practice and belief simply because they think they are fighting God.. YOU ARE NOT FIGHTING GOD! Even though you can find every religion on the planet to be wrong, God is still right. You do not have to abandon God if you need to abandon something wrong.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;So, what about your beliefs have you not questioned yet? (If you don't know where to start, find someone who disagrees with you!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;My mentor once told me. If you want your faith to grow stronger, try to disprove it yourself. -John Hudson (Probably quoting someone else HAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-5667666945210902893?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5667666945210902893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=5667666945210902893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5667666945210902893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/5667666945210902893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/10/prove-myself-wrong.html' title='PROVE MYSELF WRONG'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4782511054525350252</id><published>2008-10-15T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:26:35.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://brandnewimage.wordpress.com/2008/10/07/what-the/'/><title type='text'>reply to http://brandnewimage.wordpress.com/2008/10/07/what-the/</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;REPLY FOR…QUOTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I remember reading an article on Straits Times saying that are too many buskers at Orchard Road and at the same time, addressing the matter of too many foreign workers hanging out at Orchard Road, or to be precise, Lucky Plaza. Freaking Filipinos! Not that i hate them, but there are simply TOO MANY of them already. Maybe the government should impose an ERP on them i suggest. But we shouldn’t call it ERP, let’s call it EFWP, Every Foreign Worker Pay. Can you imagine in high class places like Takashimaya, Paragon, Ion(soon to be open beside Wisma by March) were flooded in people like them? Lucky Plaza has already become the unofficial Little Philippines. Maybe we shall send those Filipinos who are here doing nothing or let’s say, looking for Americans or any Caucasian guy to hook up with back to their very country. So what say you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WELL ALL I CAN SAY IS…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; YOU viewed my FS pro, so i viewed yours too and i end up reading your BLOG…to set things straight I AM A FILIPINO but i won’t say sorry if some or 1/3 of SG’s population are merely PINOY’s…dude with all do respect you shain’t be saying STUFF like that coz u were sounding like racist but i cant blame you if already you were seeing us as PEST. I’ve been in and out of your country and i like your place…actually i am falling in love with it but one thing that keeps me NOT TO TOTALLY FELL IS THE PEOPLE OF IT…generally speaking Singaporeans sounds bossy when the truth is they’re least well than us…that’s all…now i can say SORRY and PEACE...somehow i don't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4782511054525350252?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4782511054525350252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4782511054525350252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4782511054525350252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4782511054525350252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/10/reply-to-httpbrandnewimagewordpresscom2.html' title='reply to http://brandnewimage.wordpress.com/2008/10/07/what-the/'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1059642131156635558</id><published>2008-10-01T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:32:56.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer and fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodolfo&apos;s testing vs. training'/><title type='text'>excerpted from rodolfo's fs bulletin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRAYER AND FASTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;hmm, when you got a problem that is really huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;as far as i know, prayer and fasting TOGETHER is one of the things you should do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;fasting is not the same as abstaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;abstaining is (i dont eat pork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;fasting is ( i dont eat.PERIOD!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;you drink, yes... but no food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;and no tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;basically, you pray AND fast at the same time. you dont go to SM and watch a movie while fasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;If you don't know what to pray for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;Pray for the problem you want God to intervene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;after that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;pray for everyone that you know and for the problems they are struggling with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;that should keep you busy for the whole day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TESTING VS. TRAINING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;What is the difference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln2"&gt;When we are training, we learn the skills we need to pass the test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;When we are tested, we use what we learned in training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln5"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;Most people suffer difficult situations in their lives, losing a family member, a friend, a lover. Or losing material things, a job, education and other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln8"&gt;How do we know if it is a test or are we being trained?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;Ask yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;In your suffering, do you know what God wants you to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;(If you know, then this is a test. You know what you are supposed to do, you are being tested if you are going to do it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln14"&gt;Or you have no idea what is going on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;If you are confused, lost, aimless maybe even suicidal. Hmm. EMO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;Then yes, this is a training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln17"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln18"&gt;God is trying to teach you many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln19"&gt;Some examples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln20"&gt;He wants you to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln21"&gt;learn to trust in him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln22"&gt;pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln23"&gt;have patience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln24"&gt;don't get angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln25"&gt;don't worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln26"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln27"&gt;Forgive people that you think responsible for your problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln28"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln29"&gt;If you don't- you'll go to hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln30"&gt;Sorry to say that, but God will NOT forgive you if you don't forgive them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln31"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln32"&gt;He may also want you to change priorities, values etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln33"&gt;Maybe you think school is more important than anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln34"&gt;Well. There are people in other countries who don't even know how to read and write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln35"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln36"&gt;Maybe you think a job is more important,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln37"&gt;there are others who don't even have relatives who will help them temporarily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln38"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln39"&gt;Frankly. I don't believe God thinks the same way we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln40"&gt;Many of the things we think are important are really going to do nothing for us when we die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln41"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln42"&gt;So. What is your goal in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln43"&gt;To get to heaven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln44"&gt;To get other people to heaven?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln45"&gt;or..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln46"&gt;get money, get rich, get married, grow old, die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln47"&gt;- and then go to hell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln49"&gt;Sorry but there is no other choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;You either live your life thinking that you own your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln51"&gt;Or you live your life thinking that God owns your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln53"&gt;If God owns your life,he will keep you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln54"&gt;If you own your life, God won't steal you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln55"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln56"&gt;Prioritize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln57"&gt;The easiest way to go through problems is to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln58"&gt;What happens when you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln59"&gt;Does your current problem affect where you go when you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln60"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln61"&gt;When the devil is trying to mess with your life, God is watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln62"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln63"&gt;God is watching to see if you are going to act like God. With peace, patience, kindness, gentleness, generosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln64"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln65"&gt;Or are you going to act like the devil?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln66"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln67"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln68"&gt;Think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln69"&gt;The devil takes away your loved ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln70"&gt;and you take away your life (suicide)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln71"&gt;(remember that when you kill yourself, you also attack God.)- If you are God's child.. Then sucidie means you KILLED GOD'S CHILD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln72"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln73"&gt;But, then again. Satan comes to kill steal and destroy. Anyone who acts like satan is a child of satan (Jesus said something just like that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln74"&gt;so if you kill yourself.. you might have just acted like your father. satan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln75"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln76"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln77"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln78"&gt;ok I gotta go back to my review...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln79"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln80"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln81"&gt;Hahaha, G'day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1059642131156635558?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1059642131156635558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1059642131156635558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1059642131156635558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1059642131156635558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/10/excerpted-from-rodolfos-fs-bulletin.html' title='excerpted from rodolfo&apos;s fs bulletin'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2207076082038494177</id><published>2008-10-01T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:36:22.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry Siekawitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nitai_Gauranga&apos;s post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOD&apos;S Existence'/><title type='text'>PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(126, 126, 126);font-family:Arial;font-size:11;"  &gt;The Existence of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Larry Siekawitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Do We Know God Exists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a God? Is Christianity fact or fiction? Is the universe just a fluke that came about by chance and will eventually be destroyed? Are we just a compilation of molecules that just happen to work together pretty good or are we the design of God made in his image? These questions are the most important questions in the world. They are more important than who will win the Super-Bowl this year. They are even more important than the hospital x-rays that may show I have cancer. They are more important because they deal with eternity. Think of this way. If Christianity is true then we all live for ever - either in heaven or in hell. We all die but then what? If Christianity is not true and the atheists are right then all the martyrs who died for their faith are fools. The answers to these questions make a world of difference, which is why it makes sense for every individual to examine the evidence. Below is a case for Christianity. Examine the evidence with an open mind - your eternal destiny may be at stake. If the evidence is found wanting then you have been detained for a small portion of time from the things that really matter to you. If the evidence is convincing then you must make a decision, because a fantastic eternal life awaits you. This paper is written for two purposes: for the skeptic to show him that Christianity does not expect him to make a blind leap of faith in the dark without reason, and for the Christian teacher looking for material to train others in the area of apologetics "The branch of theology dealing with the defense and proof of Christianity" (Webster's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three questions that the non-Christian needs to be confronted with: Is there a God? Is the Bible trustworthy? Does Jesus' life, death and resurrection prove the claims of Christianity? If you can show them that the answer to these three questions is yes you have broken down the intellectual walls keeping them from Jesus. This doesn't mean they will accept Jesus. I remember talking with a man in college who was a convinced skeptic. After a while in our conversation he admitted that I had convinced him that there was a God. After a while longer he admitted that Christianity made sense and he thought it was true but he went on to say that he wasn't ready to become a Christian. When I asked why he was honest and said that he wasn't ready to give up his life of sin. There are people that don't want to be confused with the facts. They don't want to believe. This material may make them uncomfortable but it will not change their minds. But for the honest seeker that has never seen a good case for Christianity this material can take away the barriers keeping him or her from following Jesus. There will always be the necessary room for faith. God has provided us enough revelation of himself to convince any honest skeptic but not enough to force a person that doesn't want to believe against his will. It is faith, but it is faith founded on fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The direction we will be taking is first to convince the atheist into becoming an agnostic, then to convince the agnostic that there is a god, then to show him that the Bible is true, then to show him that Christianity is true, then finally to answer some of the tough questions that seem to contradict Christianity (see chart A).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheist to Agnostic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, an atheist is someone that believes beyond the shadow of a doubt there is no God. Psalm 53:1 says, "The fool says in his heart there is no God." The Bible calls the atheist a fool because atheism is illogical. For a person to say that there is no possible way beyond his limited knowledge of reality that there might be information revealing God's existence. We are finite creatures; that means we have limited amounts of knowledge; we don't know everything (though some of us appear to think we do). If there are areas of knowledge outside our limited range then it is a possibility that outside our limited range there is knowledge of God's existence. In order for us to say absolutely that there is no true knowledge of God's existence we would have to have all knowledge (see chart B). If we had all knowledge we would have one of the attributes that only God could have therefore we would be God. So we find ourselves in the strange predicament of being God and yet denying God's existence. But if we are limited and therefore are not God we must admit that there is at least the possibility that there is a God outside of our knowledge; it might be a likely possibility or it might be a very long-shot possibility but nonetheless it is a possibility. If we admit this we cease being a fool (a person who thinks he is God and yet denies God's existence) and move into the area of agnosticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnosticism is the belief that we are unsure whether there is a God or not. There are two types of agnostics: 1) those who say there may or may not be a God, they just have not discovered his existence yet if he does exist, 2) those who say they do not know if there is a God or not and no one can ever know. The first category is a true agnostic. The second category is just a disguise for atheism and moves into the category of being a fool. They are a fool because if there is a God then surely he is able to reveal himself to us, therefore there is at least the possibility that someone could know if there is a God or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnosticism to Theism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next step is to convince the agnostic that there is a God. We are not now trying to prove the existence of the God of the Bible, just that there is some form of supreme being responsible for creating the universe. The Bible claims that God has revealed himself to every person through what theologians call general revelation (Read Psalm 19; Romans 1:18-23; Acts 14:17; 17:26-28; Romans 2:4; 2:14-15). General revelation is the revelation of God through his creation and through our conscience. It is not specific and detailed but it does show that God exists and it does reveal a few things we can know about this supreme being. The general revelation is basic logical deductions from what we can observe and reason. First we will look at the three options for the universe's existence and then we will look at three proofs for God's existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Three options for the existence of the universe (see chart C):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. The universe created itself. This is illogical because it would already have to be in existence in order to create itself and therefore would already be created so it could not create itself. Star Trek's hypothesis that sometimes the affect comes before the cause is fun science fiction but it is not logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. The universe is eternal. This solves the problem of being created because it never was created. The problem with this view, which is held by most atheists as well as most Eastern religions, is that is goes against all scientific discoveries concerning the universe. To hold this view is to hold a view without a shred of evidence and with very much convincing evidence to the contrary. It is definitely a leap of faith into the dark. The impossibility of an eternal universe is discussed below in detail under the heading "Does the Bible and Science Conflict?" Briefly stated the Big Bang theory and the Second Law of Thermodynamics disprove the theory of an eternal universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Second Law of Thermodynamics states, "The amount of usable energy in the universe is decreasing due to continuing heat loss. In other words, the universe is running out of usable fuel; it is slowly dying a heat death." If the universe is running down there must have been a starting place where maximum energy was there otherwise it would have already run out if infinite time is given. Listen to what Robert Jastrow, internationally known astronomer and founder and director of NASA's Goddard Institute for Space Studies, has to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greeted by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. An uncaused, eternal, all-powerful being created the universe out of nothing (see Genesis 1:1-3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Three arguments for God's existence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. The Cosmological argument. The cosmological argument is based on the law of Cause and Effect which all scientific investigation depends on. It says that for every effect there was a cause. We drop a ball off the Empire State building and it falls to the ground; what caused it to fall? The affect was caused by gravity. Everything that ever happens had a prior cause to it happening. When we trace the causes and affects back to the beginning we must ask "What caused the first affect?" We know there was a first affect because we have already determined that the universe had a beginning. There must be a first cause and that first cause cannot be contingent (its existence depends on another), must be eternal and uncaused as well as all-powerful and personal. The first cause cannot be contingent because if it had a need and depended on something else for its existence it could not exist before anything else was created or caused. The first cause must be eternal otherwise we would have to ask the question "What caused the first cause?" (which is why it would also have to be uncaused). The first cause would have to be all-powerful or at least extremely powerful beyond our wildest imagination in order to create the vast expanse and intricacy of the universe. The first cause would also have to be personal in order to create personality. The God of the Bible fits all of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. God is self-existent (uncaused) John 5:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. God is eternal Deuteronomy 33:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. God is independent of anything else (non-contingent; necessary) Psalm 50:9-13,21; Isaiah 66:1-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. God is all-powerful Jeremiah 32:17; The term "LORD Almighty is used of God 252 times in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. God is personal Exodus 3:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. The Teleological argument. Cicero said, "If you saw a splendid house, you surely would not assume that it was built by mice or weasels. A splendid house implies a splendid architect; and a wonderful world implies a divine creator." The gist of this argument is that since the universe appears to have design and purpose there must be an intelligent designer. The argument can be looked at like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The universe appears to have design and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The best explanation for design and purpose is an intelligent designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Therefore, the universe is probably the result of an intelligent designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark Pinnock gives one of a multitude of examples of this argument from design:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we saw a scattering of stones on a hillside spelling out the words, "Welcome to Canada," we would not suppose that these stones had fallen down the hill and formed the message by themselves. They could have done so, but it would be very unlikely. Instead we would conclude that some intelligent agent had arranged the stones in that pattern so as to communicate with us. I believe it is reasonable to think that God wants to communicate with us and does so in part through the wise ordering of the world, which is a cosmos not a chaos (60).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aspect besides the complexity, intricacy, and order of the universe is that the universe appears to have purpose. Not only does the design demand a Designer, but the purposiveness of the universe demands a Purposer. First look at the beauty of this world. I agree with Jean Anouilh who says, "Beauty is a rare miracle that reduces to silence our doubts about God." Donald Williams says, "Not even the hardest of hearts can see a blazing sunset over the Pacific without some sense of awe" (150). Let's consider the human being. Think about the purpose and beauty in our ability to reason, communicate, have emotions, see colors, taste foods, laugh and cry. Not only that, we have the ability to ask the question of our own existence. Clark Pinnock challenges us to consider the human brain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It consists of about three pounds of grey matter, and yet no manmade computer of any size can duplicate the myriad of operations it routinely performs for us every day. Composed of thirty billion nerve cells, the brain is a vast, largely unexplored continent - one of the wonders of the universe. How can a person be expected to believe that an organ of such incredible complexity and versatility came to exist by accident as the result of an unintelligent and purely material process? (59).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other explanation is chance. You have heard of the infinite monkey at the infinite typewriter that given enough time will eventually pound out Shakespeare's Hamlet. One day the scientist rushes to the typewriter, pulls out the first page and says, "At last we are vindicated. To be or not to be that is the gershuveblem4ts. By chance alone there is no purpose or design and what chance creates ends up in gersheveblem4ts (Martin). That is why C.A. Chant, Professor of Astrophysics in Toronto University says that "at least 90 percent of astronomers have reached the conclusion that the universe is not the result of blind law, but is regulated by a great Intelligence" (Grounds 22). Nobel Prize winner and physicist Dr. Robert Millikan declares, "To me it is unthinkable that a real atheist could be a scientist" (Grounds 22). The scientists agree; the universe had a beginning; it could not have appeared all by itself; and its design and purposiveness rule out chance. So a creator is necessary and it appears that Romans 1:18-22 is right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of men who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities - his eternal power and divine nature - have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse. For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the argument from design and purpose; it shows that there is a supreme being and that this supreme being must be all-knowing and all-wise or at least very smart and very wise. The God of the Bible is all-knowing and all-wise (see 1 John 3:20 and Romans 11:33-36).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. The moral argument. In discussing this argument I am indebted to C.S. Lewis and C. Stephen Evans. Romans 2:15 says that God has written his basic laws upon everyone's heart and so we are all without excuse. We all have a conscience (though it is possible to sear our conscience 1 Timothy 4:2). The argument can be stated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Unless there is a God, there cannot be objectively binding moral obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are objectively binding moral obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Therefore there is a God (Evans 69).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some reject objectively binding moral obligations in favor of what is called "cultural relativism." Cultural relativism is the idea that there are no moral absolutes; all morals come from our upbringing in the particular society we grow up in and the circumstances we live through. What might be right for me may not be right for you and what might be evil for you may be good for me. Many point out the dissimilarities of ethical standards in different cultures to back up this view. In actuality the amazing thing is the abundant similarities of basic moral values among all cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most serious problem with moral relativism is that it nullifies any possibility for moral progress. If there is no real standard then to say we are better or worse now is senseless. We cannot condemn those who promote antisemitism, racism, or infanticide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the vast similarities of ethics in the various cultures and besides the fact that cultural relativism does away with any possibility of moral progress, nobody lives by this idea in day to day practice. To say you believe something is true and yet all your life is lived as if it were not true is to deny that you really believe it is true (except when it is convenient). Evans puts it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is extremely difficult to hold consistently to any form of relativism or emotivism in practice. It is easy enough to say that there are no real moral obligations; but most people cannot help believing that, when they are wronged by someone else, the act is really wrong. If a person maliciously trips me and then laughs because I have cut my lip, it will seem to me that the person has wronged me and that it is a true fact that he has done so. It is no good to say that the person who tripped me thought the act was right and therefore for him it was right. The act was wrong, and the person should have recognized this and regretted the act, even if he felt no such emotion. The person who did the tripping is likely to say the same thing when he is tripped (71).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have a conscience. We are compelled to do certain things even though we don't want to, often when it goes directly against our natural instincts. We feel we ought to do something or we ought to abstain from something else. There appears to be a law within us, a sense of ought. This certainly does not prove the existence of a supreme Being but it does cause us to think. It is difficult to conceive of morality and "oughtness" to have evolved from blind chance. None of the other animals have this peculiar trait. They just act on instinct. But not man. Could it be that God has placed within us his ideals to protect us and lead us to himself? This argument reveals that God is a moral being that cares about morality and justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we view the three arguments above we see a strong case for the existence of God. Though we may have not absolutely proved his existence we see that all the evidence is in favor of his existence. From these arguments we learn a little about what God is like. The Cosmological argument reveals that he must be uncaused, eternal, independent, all-powerful and personal. The Teleological argument reveals that God must be intelligent and wise and therefore personal (as well as artistic). The Moral argument shows that he must be a moral Being who cares about justice and morality. Is that all we can know about the creator of the universe? How can we know if Christianity is right? Let's now look at the case for the Christian faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2207076082038494177?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2207076082038494177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2207076082038494177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2207076082038494177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2207076082038494177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/10/personal-experience-with-god.html' title='PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH GOD'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6626983800064889767</id><published>2008-09-16T02:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T02:55:41.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing-race asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="280" align="middle" height="170"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://amazing-race-asia.axn-asia.com/displays/images/blog-banner.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://amazing-race-asia.axn-asia.com/displays/images/blog-banner.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="blog-banner" width="280" align="middle" height="170"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6626983800064889767?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6626983800064889767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6626983800064889767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6626983800064889767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6626983800064889767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/09/amazing-race-asia.html' title='amazing-race asia'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-1279148563501803026</id><published>2008-09-14T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:43:35.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Prevailing Prayer and Its reward (fromthegospeltrumpet)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;------from heart searching talk to minister------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when God inclines the heart to pray, He hath an ear to hear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          Who can tell the outcome of a prolonged season of wrestling with God in Prayer? we should court and invite such seasons, rather than neglect or relegate them to a more convenient time. God knows his business and generally draws the soul out in prayer, either to bring about glorious end, or to frustrate some hellish design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The devil knows this and will enlists feebleness, interruptions, wandering thoughts, perplexing cares and multitude of other things to sidetrack the prevailer from persistently following the line of thought upon which God is pleased to answer. but everything must stand aside! more than millions are at stake! no small victory is sufficient when God is anxious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"to do exceeding, abundantly above all that we ask or think." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          There is this double advantage in taking time to "pray through." though the soul may hardly be able to say definitely what special answer has been given, yet sometimes one season of getting through to God may embrace and cover a number of things, some of are more important than the one particular thing that rested upon the mind while in prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Prayer has divided seas, rolled up flowing river, made flinty rocks gush into fountains, quenched flames of fire, muzzled lions, disarmed vipers and poisons, marshaled the stars against the wicked, stopped the course of the moon, arrested the rapid sun in its great race, opened iron gates, recalled souls from eternity, conquered the strongest devils, commanded legions of angels down from heaven. Prayer has bridled and changed the raging passions of man, and destroyed vast armies of proud, daring, blustering atheist,. prayer has brought one an from the bottom of the sea, and carried another in chariot of fire to heaven. what has not prayer done?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(owned by the gospel trumpet publications)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1279148563501803026?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1279148563501803026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1279148563501803026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1279148563501803026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1279148563501803026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/09/prevailing-prayer-and-its-reward.html' title='Prevailing Prayer and Its reward (fromthegospeltrumpet)'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-8789894786730727804</id><published>2008-08-26T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:39:29.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entitled agony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third place'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my song lyrics'/><title type='text'>happy shalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hi guys, if you still can remember last June 12 I have blogged about my friend Jeff who asked me to write a lyrics as my 23rd birthday gift to him, and as for me I did it. I made him a super beautiful lyrics excerpted from my former writings and he told me that he would not recognize me for he's gonna have all the rights on it but gladly just a couple of hours ago he send me a message saying that he's used it in one of the battle of the Christian bands and the song has won the third place prize and that he said thank you....awwww isn't it thoughtful? i thought he's gonna have all the fame but he recognized me and my work...thanks jap and i miss you...heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-8789894786730727804?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/8789894786730727804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=8789894786730727804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8789894786730727804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/8789894786730727804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-shalala.html' title='happy shalala'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4720099888913176804</id><published>2008-08-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:06:57.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>into novel making</title><content type='html'>hei guys sorry if i was kind of in and out of the blog site cause I'm into my first novel. i just hoped i could finished what i just started...finally i have an introduction, and it's quite doing well, I can't say anything more, well not today you know...it's a secret...weheheheh...mjahhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-4720099888913176804?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/4720099888913176804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=4720099888913176804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4720099888913176804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/4720099888913176804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/08/into-novel-making.html' title='into novel making'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2403141977585118234</id><published>2008-08-17T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:15:41.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miguel molina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>guess who's back...back again...joyenzs' back tell a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;I MISS YOU ALL GUYS...sorry for being absent lately here on my site because I'm kind of doing my Novel...trying to pull something that would become a hit?lol...hei how's your country doing in Olympics? mine wasn't so good but I still adore them especially Miguel Molina....I like him so much...he's really good...but he didn't make it this time but last year on Sean Games he's so good...you guys should watch this...he's so great...GO TEAM Migz! Go Team PHILIPPINES! i love you guys! 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back tell a friend...'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3197625553256055745</id><published>2008-08-09T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:41:20.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture blogging'/><title type='text'>i never log off...never had...never will</title><content type='html'>picture blog&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJ1z-zxgSiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Ly_0OkjXc7o/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJ1z-zxgSiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Ly_0OkjXc7o/s400/untitled1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232465864961313314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    i just can't think of anything to blog so ima just picture blog...i found a new addictive picture editor site slash code thinggy and guess what? it took me like 2 hours there just editing and fooling my pix...wanna see evidence?here is one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3197625553256055745?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3197625553256055745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3197625553256055745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3197625553256055745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3197625553256055745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-never-log-offnever-hadnever-will.html' title='i never log off...never had...never will'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJ1z-zxgSiI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Ly_0OkjXc7o/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4361453538073686476</id><published>2008-08-07T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:18:56.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why girls should not cheat on boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 355px; height: 2648px;" class="messagestable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="value" id="bbsubjtxt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="field"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="value" id="bbbodytxt"&gt; &lt;div id="ln0"&gt;There was once a guy named Jack who&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;had a&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJ11ZiGQ0dI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4G6eieIlBUY/s400/beijing01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232467423584637394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJrnWO8FS_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/ooZl0CRpb48/s1600-h/dream+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJrnWO8FS_I/AAAAAAAAAf4/ooZl0CRpb48/s400/dream+car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231748286297492466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-1236642403751409678?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/1236642403751409678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=1236642403751409678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1236642403751409678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/1236642403751409678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/08/dream-car.html' title='dream car and olympics'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJ11ZiGQ0dI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4G6eieIlBUY/s72-c/beijing01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-2201617039157439172</id><published>2008-08-04T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:15:04.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swami Vivekananda&apos;s pearls of wisdom'/><title type='text'>pearls of wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I have read some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;writings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;an Indian saint, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Swami Vivekananda and I am so touched and moved by some of his teachings whom I believe in too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Great work requires great and persistent effort for a long time. … &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Character has to be established through a thousand stumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be perfectly resigned, perfectly unconcerned; then alone can you do any true work. No eyes can see the real forces; we can only see the results. Put out self, forget it; just let God work, it is His business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Karma is the eternal assertion of human freedom. If we can bring ourselves down by our karma, surely it is in our power to raise ourselves by our own karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- We reap what we sow. We are the makers of our own fate. None else has the blame, none has the praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- In a day when you don't come across any problems - you can be sure that you are traveling in the wrong path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Never mind failures; they are quite natural, they are the beauty of life, these failures. What would life be without them? would not be worth having if it were not for struggles. Where would be the poetry of life? Never mind the struggles, the mistakes. I never heard a cow tell a lie, but it is only a cow -- never a man. So never mind these failures, these little backsliding; hold the ideal a thousand times, and if you fail a thousand times, make the attempt once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Say, ‘This misery that I am suffering is of my own doing,and that very thing proves that it will have to be undone by me alone.’ That which I created, I can demolish; that which is created by someone else, I shall never be able to destroy. Therefore, stand up, be bold, be strong. Take the whole responsibility on your own shoulders, and know that you are the creators of your own destiny. All the strength and succour you want is within ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- We must overcome difficulty by constant practice. We must learn that nothing can happen to us unless we make ourselves susceptible to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Take up an idea, devote yourself to it, struggle on in patience, and the sun will rise for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- Education is the manifestation of perfection present already in man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When I Asked God for Strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * When I asked God for intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Gave Me Puzzles to Solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * When I Asked God for Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Showed Me Some Unhappy People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * When I Asked God for Wealth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Showed Me How to Work Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * When I Asked God for Favors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * When I Asked God for Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Showed Me How to Help Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;    * God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;      He Gave Me Everything I Needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-2201617039157439172?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2201617039157439172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=2201617039157439172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2201617039157439172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/2201617039157439172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/08/pearls-of-wisdom.html' title='pearls of wisdom'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-7582414298954043982</id><published>2008-08-03T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:53:52.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun trip'/><title type='text'>burial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV5t8HQXuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lsjB8niEyw0/s1600-h/080320081905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV5t8HQXuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lsjB8niEyw0/s400/080320081905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230220372398333666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of our student's father died last Friday night. So we went late this afternoon to extend our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; condolences and on our way to their place, a sudden dark clouds fumingl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y braced our path so we're like wait for some moment and when it disappear all of a sudden and a bright rays of the sun shaft our way to the burial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV0417bZOI/AAAAAAAAAew/YZq4cUOIzzs/s1600-h/080320081906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV0417bZOI/AAAAAAAAAew/YZq4cUOIzzs/s400/080320081906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230215062158533858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we'll be able to proceed to the place we have to pass a farm like savanna near the mountain boundaries, it was so refreshing to smell the grassy kind of air and fresh breeze from the mountain that I was able to forget that we're going to the funeral, but because of the place I was refreshed. here are some of my other shots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV2np0LSsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/t9GEIT4x63k/s1600-h/080320081919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV2np0LSsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/t9GEIT4x63k/s400/080320081919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230216965872372418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the shot of the pathway. it was kinda muddy and you can see the mountains, the farm and you wont believe me that some of the most beautiful houses was built in this most refreshing place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV5SpRxaDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/9fMOLLXCN2E/s1600-h/080320081907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV5SpRxaDI/AAAAAAAAAfY/9fMOLLXCN2E/s400/080320081907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230219903485700146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was kind of really far still we were able to enjoy our "trip." and one of my most amazing sighting is this Water Buffalo or Carabao as we call it. Dude you won't believe how big it is, in my own pounds calculation? it was maybe like around 300-400 pounds! and I mean it...I was kind of scared the very moment I saw it but afterwards I was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny sighting are these cute little goats...amazingly they're kind...lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV64CRwCHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/glJOOgDXMww/s1600-h/080320081916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV64CRwCHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/glJOOgDXMww/s400/080320081916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230221645363284082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='burial...'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJV5t8HQXuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lsjB8niEyw0/s72-c/080320081905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-788456978888287539</id><published>2008-07-31T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:53:52.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sasha gallardo'/><title type='text'>you and only you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJGbgbRSyJI/AAAAAAAAAd4/k6R6ep16ax8/s1600-h/1_641934125l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJGbgbRSyJI/AAAAAAAAAd4/k6R6ep16ax8/s400/1_641934125l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229131623732267154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;vous et nul autre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In the middle of the night I'm still wide awake&lt;br /&gt;Hot tears were streaming down my very face&lt;br /&gt;Loving you they said was a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;For you're no longer free and this feeling came too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars are sparkling like diamonds above the sky&lt;br /&gt;Cold wind blows here outside where I lie&lt;br /&gt;In the eerie silence of the night I sigh&lt;br /&gt;Right love with the wrong person might be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through solitude and tears would be my fate&lt;br /&gt;if the reason is you I would still feel great&lt;br /&gt;For loving you Lochinvar is not a mistake&lt;br /&gt;But a challenge I know that I would face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the night was gone I tried to remember&lt;br /&gt;Those nightly torments that soon I know I'll get over&lt;br /&gt;Hoping someday when you are free we'll be together&lt;br /&gt;Because in my heart it would be just you and no other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-788456978888287539?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/788456978888287539/comments/default' title='Post 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worship'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-6144483247360795732</id><published>2008-07-30T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:53:52.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremiah 29: 11- 14'/><title type='text'>FOR HE KNOWS EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJA0YMvWmRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6O05eD8cunc/s1600-h/iloveBible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJA0YMvWmRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6O05eD8cunc/s400/iloveBible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228736757718489362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I know well the plans I have in mind for you, says the LORD, plans for your welfare, not for woe! plans to give you a future full of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you call me, when you go to pray to me, I will listen to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look for me, you will find me. Yes, when you seek me with all your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will find me with you, says the LORD, and I will change your lot; I will gather you together from all the nations and all the places to which I have banished you, says the LORD, and bring you back to the place from which I have exiled you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl compact="compact"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v12"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v13"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v14"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" compact="compact"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v12"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v13"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="v14"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl compact="compact"&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;a name="v11"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-6144483247360795732?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6144483247360795732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=6144483247360795732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6144483247360795732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/6144483247360795732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-he-knows-everything.html' title='FOR HE KNOWS EVERYTHING'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SJA0YMvWmRI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6O05eD8cunc/s72-c/iloveBible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-3663277777851611546</id><published>2008-07-28T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:36:44.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual checkup'/><title type='text'>to God be the Glory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;i guys, has any of you wonder what level are  you spiritually? I mean all of us has been too busy feeding ourselves three times a day or maybe more and yet none remember to feed our very life which is our very soul. Many of us were too busy preparing for tomorrow's future but none of us remembers to prepare for the after-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;If you die tonight. Where will you go?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;Whatever your answer is.  Are you SURE?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt; says for God so loved the WORLD that He gave His only BEGOTTEN- (BORN) Son, that whoever believes IN Him should not Die (spiritual death-hell) but have Everlasting life.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;Do you believe IN Jesus?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln11"&gt;I didn't say " Do you believe He existed".&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;I'm asking, Do you Believe IN him.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;Did He say the truth? Or was He A LIAR?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln17"&gt;When people asked Jesus. He replied with " I AM" ... "I am" is a name reserved by the Jewish people, and only God had the right to use it. I AM is basically a SACRED name of God. (Read the story of Moses for reference- its in Exodus)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln20"&gt;So, is Jesus God? He used God's name to refer to Himself.  So is He God?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln23"&gt;Was Jesus telling the truth when He said "I AM".&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln27"&gt;if a dog has a begotten son, it is still a dog.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln28"&gt;if a cat has a begotten son, it is still a cat.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln29"&gt;if a human has a begotten son, it is still a human.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln30"&gt;if God has a begotten son, ..... Why are you so confused?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln34"&gt;If Jesus is God. Then wouldn't you want to find out what God wants to tell you?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln38"&gt;I encourage you to read the First 4 Books in the new testament. Or even just one of them. matthew mark luke or john.. You can try reading what JESUS says and try to see how it affects your life....Who knows, you might get the answer to life's biggest questions..&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;Or at least get your questions answered. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;(-rodolfo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Most of us were too busy working so hard that we're sweating like pig but sadly to think is there anyone who sweat like a pig just to work for God's kingdom? and ironically Every one has been consecutively checking his  physical condition but  never checks his spiritual condition. and I'm gonna ask you one more question, when was the last time you Praise and Thank God? knowing that you always wanted to be thank and praise. So guys  if you are reading this right now and you are somehow relating to what i was saying kindly check yourself, are you more of self pleaser or His follower? because guys our main goal is to stay within the boundaries of God's plan for us&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feiyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so if you have asked yourself what's your purpose, dude wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna tell you something which I know you don't want to hear but just for you to realize why on earth I'm trying to rant this in front of your face I'm still gonna let you see, I am already twenty three years old (october 30, 1985), God has been faithful to me and still is, to at least extend another year of my life and I mean "extend", I have encountered (personal) Christ when I was on my First Grade, so i was like almost seven during that time, so twenty three minus seven is (uhmmm lol ^_~) sixteen right? so I have been Christian Born- Again for one and a half decade and I remember crying that time when my mom and I was praying and afterward she asked if i wanted to accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Personal Savior and I was like so cold and shaky and I answered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"YES"&lt;/span&gt; while  I was crying. From then till on, I have been on my highs and lows and I mean who's not? but I'll be forever great full for his undying Love and Love and Love, for you guys have no idea what I have been through and yet remembering the Pastor's sermon last Sunday that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"that we have no right to question God and his will, for someone has already surpassed that kind of problem same as yours and that someone has yet to experience it, and that though we kind of have a lot of different problems still all of it has limitations, that God won't allow even one problem to come your way when he knew you can't handle it"&lt;/span&gt; and to add up a verse on the Bible, in John 1;33 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;/span&gt; and it also come to my realization that every level of problems depend on our level of maturity so that proves that God's not gonna give us more than what we can handle. Continuing what i was saying, I also, during those most low time of my life has been officially brain-dead and I mean like really my brain was not functioning well, (lol i know...well still not really) cause I mean like I can't think and talk and read of anything but Lord God Jesus Christ. I was really great full for those times because I was able to draw near him, I am a certified sinner and that I am not ashamed of and by His grace he has forgiven me and by faith i am saved and every time I am kind of low I always make sure to listen on Christian songs and like read Bible and I can really found comfort on his words and not realizing that i have faced my problem with God and was able to surpassed it and just looking back on it I am becoming strong and thankful, that's when I realize that, i knew everything happens for a reason and I mean EVERYTHING, so in return I make it to a point to be attach to Him, though I still lack a lot of everything that I still fail him, Lord i am sorry for that. And to end my story I'm going to quote a great man on the Bible "Joseph" who's been gone through life's distress, still he, as he dreams of, become who God planned him to be, Vayesheb&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"and he lived" for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering."-Genesis 41:52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5924769472004374996-3663277777851611546?l=joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/feeds/3663277777851611546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5924769472004374996&amp;postID=3663277777851611546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3663277777851611546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5924769472004374996/posts/default/3663277777851611546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joyenz-ordeal.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-god-be-glory.html' title='to God be the Glory!'/><author><name>jOyEnZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04949904563231123964</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/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/Sf7GPOegh_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/5AmU4ju6fAg/S220/050320093661.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5924769472004374996.post-4590019589774226346</id><published>2008-07-27T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:53:52.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st corinthians 10:13'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday sermon'/><title type='text'>The Sermon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SIwuI-MI58I/AAAAAAAAAco/st_z1XmKccg/s1600-h/greater+is+he.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MWJlDmdRFQ8/SIwuI-MI58I/AAAAAAAAAco/st_z1XmKccg/s400/greater+is+he.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227603999138047938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Theme: "The Problem with Problem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Preaching by: Bishop Ariel P. Coleto, Ph D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bible Verse: 1st Corinthians 10: 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;"There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God [is] faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear [it]."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;The preaching was all about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Problems&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; First, it has been said that every problem is common to mankind, that problems do come and go and is being experienced by somebody else too and that you aren't alone. Secondly, that we have no right to question God and his will for someone has already surpassed that kind of problem same as yours and that someone has yet to experience it, and that though we kind of have a lot of different problems still all of it has limitations, that God won't allow even one problem to come your way when he knew you can't handle it, Thirdly, that every problem has a solution and the solution can be found through only our God, for He will always make a way. Fourth, that in every p
