tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83020719372850097172012-02-01T21:32:57.251-08:00Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.comBlogger1811100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-20308519246810581252012-01-30T19:56:00.000-08:002012-01-30T21:31:52.735-08:00<div>(Adaptation from Thriving: Pstr Jun, VCF)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Are you striving or thriving in your life right now?<br /><div>Are you doing things by your own strength?</div><div>Or are you flowing like a stream of life?</div><div><br /></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Striving ( Surviving) (Dead in the Spirit)</span></div><div><span>- Doing things by your own strength.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6sTRsP8jkw/TydwhMhYf_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/rdeuv1ePlV8/s1600/49105820.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S6sTRsP8jkw/TydwhMhYf_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/rdeuv1ePlV8/s320/49105820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703651168687259634" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><i><i></i> ---- Just like a dead tree even when surrounded by life..... inside its empty... its dead in the spirit striving to live on its own and unaware of its life source... God.....</i></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>"You are doing things right now that hinder your growth you are dead in the spirit... Because of sin...."</span></div><div><span>~ Pstr. Jun</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><div>Romans 3</div><div>God’s Faithfulness</div><div><br /></div><div>1 What advantage, then, is there in being a Jew, or what value is there in circumcision? 2 Much in every way! First of all, the Jews have been entrusted with the very words of God.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></span></div><div><p style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span><i> - It says in the scripture that even at times we fail and sin... God has entrusted us with his very words... for Guidance.... his words is the signature of his faithfulness to us...</i></span></p><p style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span style="color: rgb(92, 17, 1); text-align: left; ">Romans 6:6</span></p><div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(92, 17, 1); "><p class="txt-sm" style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span>New King James Version (NKJV)</span></p></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><p><span id="en-NKJV-28075" class="text Rom-6-6"><span><sup class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">6 </sup>knowing this, that our old man was crucified with <i>Him,</i> that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves of sin.</span></span></p><p><span class="text Rom-6-6"><span><br /></span></span></p><p><span class="text Rom-6-6"><span></span></span></p><div class="heading passage-class-1" style="margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(92, 17, 1); "><h3 style="font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span>Romans 6:11</span></h3><p class="txt-sm" style="font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span>New King James Version (NKJV)</span></p></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><p><span><span id="en-NKJV-28080" class="text Rom-6-11"><sup class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">11 </sup>Likewise you also, reckon yourselves to be dead indeed to sin, but alive to God in Christ Jesus our Lord.</span></span></p><p><span><span class="text Rom-6-11"><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span class="text Rom-6-11"><br /></span></span></p><p><span><span class="text Rom-6-11"><i> ----- It said that when God has been crucified he took our sin and die with it so "we" will no longer be slaves of sin.... </i></span></span></p><p><span><span class="text Rom-6-11"><br /></span></span></p><p>How to know if you are doing God's will?</p><p><span><span class="text Rom-6-11"><br /></span></span></p><p><span>You are Thriving - (Flowing) (Alive in Christ)</span></p><p><span>---you are flowing like a tree which lives by its source of life - GOD</span></p><p><span>~ Pstr. Jun</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znWlJQR9JWo/TydvjOZX5vI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7eFUaJSsxpU/s1600/67833-Green-tree-near-water.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znWlJQR9JWo/TydvjOZX5vI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7eFUaJSsxpU/s320/67833-Green-tree-near-water.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703650104038647538" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span><br /></span></p><p><span><i> ---- "When you are doing things by your own strength you are striving, but when you are doing God's will you are thriving because God has given you his grace" </i></span></p><p><span><br /></span></p><p><span><br /></span></p><p><span><i> " To know that it is God's will you don't even have to exert any effort to get it.... why? because God himself has given it to you without even trying.... because of his love... he has given you his grace....." </i></span></p><p><span><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span><i><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CdjRmM0Q0qs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></i></span></p><p><span><i><br /></i></span></p><p style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br /></p></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2030851924681058125?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-67512863192229322812012-01-29T03:28:00.000-08:002012-01-29T03:50:50.864-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwRJhgGXnk0/TyUwaVXocpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/GfHX3qLwRUA/s1600/IMG_8376.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xwRJhgGXnk0/TyUwaVXocpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/GfHX3qLwRUA/s320/IMG_8376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703017732105597586" /></a><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span>"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it isn't there. You can't see the future, yet you know it will come; you can't see the air, yet you continue to breathe."</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">~0~ Claire_London ~0~</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6751286319222932281?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-75233118514427291722012-01-02T21:40:00.000-08:002012-01-08T07:39:36.377-08:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOldpWogkvo/TwKcc0jbD7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/glu6ygSPuBw/s1600/new-years-list.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOldpWogkvo/TwKcc0jbD7I/AAAAAAAAAlE/glu6ygSPuBw/s400/new-years-list.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693284897907216306" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Every year few of us make resolution list which at the end of the year...<div><br /></div><div>Some...</div><div>......are happy to accomplish it...</div><div><br /></div><div>Others...</div><div>......unsatisfied for not even close to achieving it....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>New Year's resolution was never on my list...</div><div>I guess because, I was simply one of the many, who get caught up with it...</div><div><br /></div><div>I value words and intentions of some one I love....</div><div>Rather than list of uncertainties....</div><div><br /></div><div>For me, a promise meant to a person.... is more relevant than a list of resolution I made for myself...</div><div><br /></div><div>A promise will never be forgotten.... </div><div>A list will be torn out and trashed...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I may not have the courage to make a resolution list for myself...</div><div>But I always keep my promises....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here's to a new chapter in our lives...</div><div>Here's to a new beginning.....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9y3CRoWGjYk/TwKdOKweLDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FMX-N03nqx8/s1600/celebrate-happy-new-year-wallpaper1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9y3CRoWGjYk/TwKdOKweLDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FMX-N03nqx8/s400/celebrate-happy-new-year-wallpaper1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693285745681116210" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-7523311851442729172?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-55249740893235636662011-12-12T20:24:00.000-08:002011-12-12T20:55:39.121-08:00<div><br /></div><div>They may deny they're love for each other...</div><div>but these gestures definitely tells a different story..</div><div><br /></div><div>When you love some one...</div><div>It shows...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>As the saying goes... "actions speaks louder than words"</div><div><br /></div><div>I just adore Robert how he is with Kristen...</div><div>the look, he gave her...</div><div>being so proud of her...</div><div>the sweet, gentleman gestures...</div><div>and above all how he adores her during interviews...</div><div><br /></div><div>love the best part, when he looks at her all the time while answering queries...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Love shows....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It may be all tactics... but who knows... </div><div>I know what I'm seeing..... </div><div>and I want to believe its love...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HcLluPT7Kn8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. loved the song too.... ^_^</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>here's the video of the song....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ghZt2cILcCU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5524974089323563666?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-2121218355148221022011-12-10T13:56:00.000-08:002011-12-10T14:40:57.780-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Sunday morning woke up early...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooked...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ate...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Open my mail...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Facebook...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">after an hour got bored.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Still hungry.... but still full....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Body Check = healthy some how...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soul Check = under nourished</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">God's Prescription:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">1 Sunday service once a week</div><div style="text-align: center;">3 dosage of prayers a day (although take as much as possible)</div><div style="text-align: center;">7 tons of forgiveness for those who have wrong us every day</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 smile every hurtful moments everyday (applies all the time)</div><div style="text-align: center;">6 minutes of quite time with God atleast once a day</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 thank you for every good deeds and blessings all the time</div><div style="text-align: center;">exercise listening to Godly music every day and spare good works atleast </div><div style="text-align: center;">once a day...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Contraindications:</div><div style="text-align: center;">May have involuntary praising in the streets.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Constant saying of "thank you, Lord" every time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can cause too much happiness, contentment, and deliverance...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">~0~</div><div style="text-align: center;">...No Matter How Weak Your Faith Becomes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">....With God You.... </div><div style="text-align: center;">...You Will Be Strong Enough...</div><div style="text-align: center;">....Because He Will Save You.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">~0~</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lIRk5bebycI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="line line-s" id="line_10" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><br /></span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-align: left; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_10" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; color: rgb(58, 89, 143); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; ">And He'll break open the skies to save</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_11" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; color: rgb(58, 89, 143); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; ">Those who cry out His name</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_12" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; color: rgb(58, 89, 143); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; ">The one the wind and waves obey</span><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_13" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 5px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 12px; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: block; color: rgb(58, 89, 143); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; ">Is strong enough to save you</span><span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-212121835514822102?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-13248350083647031842011-12-06T19:13:00.000-08:002011-12-06T20:10:21.393-08:00When I'm Missin' someone xo much...<br /><br />I can't help it...<br />But utter this words...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Damn, Damn, Damn,<br />What I'd do to have you<br />Here, here, here<br />I wish you were here."</span><br /><br /><br />Another fave from Avril....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/n1Zv2Er1NPA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>~0~<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><i>Sometimes distance is not just spaces in between...</i></b></span></div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNCXKKwR69Q/Tt7kFkZ9YjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dDABkEIfU2o/s1600/HEART1%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNCXKKwR69Q/Tt7kFkZ9YjI/AAAAAAAAAk4/dDABkEIfU2o/s400/HEART1%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683230564111180338" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I just wanna let you know<br />That I never wanna let go"<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />sources: <a href="http://cpaprotectplus.com/blog/2011/03/warning-signs-of-an-unhealthy-heart-things-to-look-for/">heart</a> ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1324835008364703184?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-62814412545744112922011-11-27T17:55:00.000-08:002011-11-27T18:59:25.639-08:00 <br /> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRu7o8nACjo/TtLwrp54rYI/AAAAAAAAAks/kwF4qvjUSW0/s1600/Edward-Bella-breaking-dawn-6414837-965-757.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nRu7o8nACjo/TtLwrp54rYI/AAAAAAAAAks/kwF4qvjUSW0/s400/Edward-Bella-breaking-dawn-6414837-965-757.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679866712841301378" /></a> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div style="text-align: center;">I'm having a fever again....</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Breaking Dawn Fever..... ◕‿◕</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After A year of waiting....its finally here...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And ever since Twilight I have been having this yearly contagious fever,</div><div style="text-align: center;">That won't go away till my consciousness shuts down...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and the good part is.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><span style="font-weight:bold;"><div style="text-align: center;">I'm-lovin-it-a-lot.....</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;" <br /><div style="text-align: center;">These Movie Lines will make you comatose forever.... </div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> "No measure of time with you will be long enough. But let's start with forever."</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Edward Cullen~</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> "I've been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan."</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Edward Cullen~</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"That night was the best night of my existence."</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Edward Cullen~</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"If you kill her, you kill me"</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Jacob Black~</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And here's some lullaby to mesmerize your night</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/r7qEwT5L_zY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The music during the prom night and their wedding song</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rtOvBOTyX00" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And the song that narrates their love story</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6281441254574411292?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-22437162813171356742011-11-26T14:07:00.000-08:002011-11-26T14:29:07.632-08:00Breaking Dawn Part 1 Official Soundtrack<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OHkvan-NFnM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />One step closer<br /><br />"I have died everyday waiting for you<br />Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you<br />For a thousand years<br />I’ll love you for a thousand more"<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Aww.... <br />Every step taken no matter how big or small.... <br />Love is all that matters.... </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2243716281317135674?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-88658650430031899012011-10-04T20:36:00.001-07:002011-10-04T20:37:20.165-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJxRJ3InONE/TovQwq2XbHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/n_H2VN3NoSE/s1600/303787_295533853805996_100000481500823_1258540_1691493082_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gJxRJ3InONE/TovQwq2XbHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/n_H2VN3NoSE/s400/303787_295533853805996_100000481500823_1258540_1691493082_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659846891275775090" /></a><br /><br /><br />Distance is just a space in between...<br />Its only as far apart... <br />as our hearts will let it....<br /><br /><br /><br />God is good all the time... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8865865043003189901?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-4986197414291948782011-09-15T00:02:00.000-07:002011-09-15T00:08:11.678-07:00"He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever."<br /><br />Revelation 21:4<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3M5oDAj_FlM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />I love the message of this song...<br />It gives me strength to hold to God's promises...<br />and remain in his words for my faith not<br />to falter and trust...<br /><br /><br />only him....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-498619741429194878?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-42189073586301305732011-09-08T08:34:00.000-07:002011-09-08T10:08:18.901-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-br8bpQIeQzo/Tmj2cbtqZtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/nXYf3DDu_7s/s1600/Mark%2B11-24.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-br8bpQIeQzo/Tmj2cbtqZtI/AAAAAAAAAkA/nXYf3DDu_7s/s400/Mark%2B11-24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650036700872337106" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />It was defined that Prayer is a form of communication, a way of talking to God.<br /><br />In every kind of relationship there's always a best way to communicate with each other...<br /><br /><br />and with God.... we pray....<br /><br /><br />I attended one of the life group in Yishun and I love how every time<br />I learn something new.... its always good to hear God's message...<br />and at that point praying was my weakest point.... <br /><br />I'm not really good at public praying....<br />I tend to be cautious on what I should or shouldn't say...<br /><br />but here are some of the things I learned:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />3BR of prayer:<br /><br />1. Be real <br /><br /><br />"Whenever you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, because they love to pray while standing in synagogues and on street corners so that people can see them. Truly I say to you, they have their reward.<br />-Matthew 6:5<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2. Be relax<br /><br />.....Find a quiet place to pray....<br /><br />But whenever you pray, go into your room, close the door, and pray to your Father in secret. And your Father, who sees in secret, will reward you. <br />-Matthew 6:6<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />3. Be revealing<br /><br />.....Talk to God<br /><br /><br />When you pray, do not babble repetitiously like the Gentiles, because they think that by their many words they will be heard. <br />-Matthew 6:7<br /><br /><br />Rejoice in hope, endure in suffering, persist in prayer. <br />-Romans 12:12<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Prayer is the stronghold of our faith to God...<br />and with it we will be blessed and through these blessing we will become a blessing to others as well... </span><br /><br /><br /><br />Sharing courtesy by Kuya Rodel.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4218907358630130573?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-81930286420040946292011-08-23T02:10:00.000-07:002011-08-23T02:17:45.268-07:00“Watch your thoughts, for they become words. <br />Watch your words, for they become actions. <br />Watch your actions, for they become habits. <br />Watch your habits, for they become character. <br />Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.” <br /> <br />~ Unknown <br /> <br /> <br />When you finally accepted God in your life... <br />Everything changes... <br /> <br />Thoughts... <br />Words... <br />Actions... <br /> <br /> <br />Character.... <br /> <br /> <br />This is all for the love... <br /> <br />his love... <br />and our love for him... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />"When the oceans rise and thunders roar <br />I will soar with you above the storm <br />Father you are king over the flood <br />I will be still and know you are God" <br /> <br /> <br /><iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qk8horRi3_E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />I will be still and know you are God... <br /> <br /> <br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Take me to where you want me to be..</span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8193028642004094629?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-67753282856521918322011-08-19T20:05:00.001-07:002011-08-19T20:09:19.209-07:00 <br />I'm missing my friends and my family I left at home... <br /> <br /> <br />I never thought it would feel like this... <br /> <br /> <br />Forever, <br /> <br />I'll remember you..... <br /> <br /> <br /><iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7_zpVly8vVU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6775328285652191832?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-44778890510970913302011-07-26T06:48:00.000-07:002011-07-26T06:51:35.701-07:00In you our Lord we trust...<br />from Earthquake, storm, fire, plague...<br />This city (country) will be spared...<br /><br /><br />"For greater things have yet to come <br />And greater things are still to be done in this City" <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d61LamkXfwk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4477889051097091330?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-9940987818215544462011-07-24T19:17:00.000-07:002011-07-24T23:11:19.002-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJhE-byek4/TizcPtlDq7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/GWSzprxDWzA/s1600/philippine-flag%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXJhE-byek4/TizcPtlDq7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/GWSzprxDWzA/s400/philippine-flag%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633119396424821682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This will be my first blog about my own political views for the country's current leader...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have made numerous comments about our government and its people but this will be the first time comment about the President...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Perhaps, because Pnoy was the first president I felt honest when he speaks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">and I believe this is essential to earn the people's trust...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Looking back to his family background Pnoy came from a good family genes... We have to admit our whole being comes from the genes we inherit from our parents... And yes behavior can be nurtured but still the innate nature we possess will be revealed at some point in our life...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am not saying I'm pro Pnoy but my loyalty is for the benefit of all...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pnoy like all of us has his own weakness and strength...</div><div style="text-align: center;">and he needs our support... because without the body the head can't move...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">without unity... this country will not progress...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pDKyCcI_nQ/TiziGul6RNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/oLtGYAz42RI/s1600/unity-pic%2Bedited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1pDKyCcI_nQ/TiziGul6RNI/AAAAAAAAAjk/oLtGYAz42RI/s400/unity-pic%2Bedited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633125839147779282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We can't please everybody... and its also true once your feet take the ladder of success you will always have critics to pull you up....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But the success of the company depends on the cooperation and unity of its workers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We can't always blame one person for the fault of many... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Instead of finding faults contribute to the solution...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Remember upon the conduct of each depends the fate of all"</div><div style="text-align: center;">~Alexander The Great</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-994098781821554446?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-37681726996350988982011-07-22T20:55:00.000-07:002011-07-22T21:50:31.362-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9E0MIA6DX4/TipRf_AyXII/AAAAAAAAAjU/MrFOIvPSjjM/s1600/MAMA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9E0MIA6DX4/TipRf_AyXII/AAAAAAAAAjU/MrFOIvPSjjM/s400/MAMA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632403893912755330" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Its been 8 long years since mama passed away...<br />It was very difficult since then...<br />Because I miss her dearly....<br /><br />But still God is good...<br />Because I know she had never left me..<br />She was with me everyday...<br /><br /><br />Epitaph: "Where there is great love, there will always be miracles"<br /><br /><br /><br />I miss you mama... so much.... T_T<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nhvaDJTUmrU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Lucky are those who still have their mothers' on their side...<br />cherish and obey them sincerely... T_T </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3768172699635098898?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-8042425862707668842011-07-18T07:44:00.000-07:002011-07-18T08:32:41.531-07:00Its very rare to find someone you feel connected to...<br />A person who can complete you...<br /><br /><br />Here's to what my heart says....<br /><br /><br />You can be the peanut butter to my jelly...<br />You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly...<br />You can be the captain...<br />And I can be your first mate...<br />You can be the chills that I feel on our first date...<br />You can be the hero...<br />And I can be your sidekick...<br />You can be the tear That I cry if we ever split...<br />You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'...<br />Or u can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'...<br /><br /><br />You're the apple to my pie...<br />You're the straw to my berry..<br /><br /><br />You can be the prince and I can be your princess...<br />You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist...<br />You can be the shoes and I can be the laces...<br />You can be the heart that I spill on the pages...<br />You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser...<br />You can be the pencil and I can be the paper...<br />You can be as cold as the winter weather...<br />But I don't care as long as were together...<br /><br /><br /><br />We're the perfect two... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GXxbC0B_74s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />it just won't happen without you... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-804242586270766884?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-67057514499112681682011-07-16T11:07:00.000-07:002011-07-16T11:12:07.293-07:00"When you are left in a dilemma of choosing between two people, choose the one you can't live without"...<br /><br /><br />And for this 5 years of being "us"....<br />the memories... the heartaches... the patience...<br />and the "love"...<br /><br /><br />We can bear it all....<br /><br />You and I....<br /><br /><br />This is all about us...<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hBz5Rmc9l1Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6705751449911268168?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-66095283048691502052011-07-16T09:22:00.000-07:002011-07-16T10:19:35.331-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AE_kTWOthc/TiHAtDtFOfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s3_A45M_WXk/s1600/33712_169272093086180_100000101705511_613888_1461409_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8AE_kTWOthc/TiHAtDtFOfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/s3_A45M_WXk/s400/33712_169272093086180_100000101705511_613888_1461409_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629992889510869490" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Run through my playlist tonight....<br /><br />Looking for something really mellow yet pop...<br /><br />First thing came to my mind was "alive" by J.Lo...<br />I love the way she came up with the lyrics...<br />gave the essence of being alive by letting go... ^_^<br /><br />Next song on my list was "Just the way you are"...<br />This song made me smile... <br />I recall good memories about this song...<br /><br />Perhaps... because the song reminds me so much of someone...<br />Who hold a special place in my heart...<br /><br />"You are amazing just the way you are"....<br /><br />I know we meet people not by accident... behind it God has a purpose...<br />A reason, only time can tell...<br /><br /><br />Thankful to God for he places them in our lives when we needed them the most...<br />When memories are rekindled... the feelings remain...<br /><br />Yet, God has a good reason... <br />for not letting things happen the way we expect it to be...<br />I believe, he works in mysterious ways... <br /><br />Thank you I "appreciate you so much"... and thank you God... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LjhCEhWiKXk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6609528304869150205?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-26782427913675979592011-07-13T03:23:00.000-07:002011-07-13T03:30:02.058-07:00I love this song... Specially the singer....lol *blush*<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dfqQVJzCpXQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />The Korean Drama "Marry Me Mary" was fun to watch...<br />I enjoyed it so much.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2678242791367597959?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-51376240965739566652011-07-09T20:44:00.000-07:002011-07-09T23:59:57.091-07:00As you age in years, time seems to travel fast.<br />Later you realize and ask yourself:<br /><br />Where am I heading?<br />Where does this road leads me?<br />Is this the right path for me?<br /><br /><br />I did and I have wondered a lot...<br />Like others, I have struggles, and sorrows...<br />Looking back at it, sometimes it pains to remember...<br /><br /><br />I was never perfect...<br />I made decisions I soon regret...<br /><br />Made a terrible mistakes and act too impulsive...<br />I have been too naive and too immature at times...<br />Caused frustrations to others and sometimes been hated...<br /><br /><br />But I realized... <br /><br />When you have so much love in your heart...<br />Things will be different...<br /><br />No matter how imperfect a person is...<br />No matter how sinful someone is...<br /><br />His great L-O-V-E will overlook at anything...<br />And all the imperfections smoothens ...<br /><br />Soon this became all that I need...<br />Secured that no matter how dark the road ahead,<br />His love will be my luminous lantern to guide the way....<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vMIY__Ydrq8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5137624096573956665?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-57383244724293545332011-07-08T02:04:00.000-07:002011-07-09T09:40:21.841-07:00<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VU_rTX23V7Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith... not by works, so that no one can boast"<br /><br />Ephesians 2:8-9<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Not because of who I am,<br />But because of what you've done.<br />Not because of what I've done,<br />But because of who you are....<br /><br /><br /><br />Its all you God, its all you....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5738324472429354533?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-59521438298178637692011-07-06T03:27:00.000-07:002011-07-06T03:32:15.792-07:00<iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MwvMjiOCyqY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Made a wrong turn <br />once or twice. <br />Dug my way out, <br />blood and fire. <br />Bad decisions, <br />that's alright. <br />Welcome to my silly life. <br />Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood! <br />Miss "No way,It's all good", it didn't slow me down <br />Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated! <br />Look, I'm still around... <br /><br />Pretty pretty please! <br />Don't you ever ever feel <br />Like you're less than, <br />Less then Perfect <br />Pretty pretty please <br />If you ever ever feel like you're nothing <br />You are Perfect to me! <br /><br />You're so mean (Your so mean) <br />When you talk (When you talk) about yourself, you were wrong <br />Change the voices (Change the voices) in your head(In the head) <br />Make them like you instead <br />So complicated, look how happy you'll make it! <br />Filled with so much hatred... such a tired game <br />It's enough! I've done all I can think of <br />Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same. <br /><br />Oh, pretty pretty please <br />Don't you ever ever feel <br /><br /><br />Like you're less than <br />Less then Perfect <br />Pretty pretty please <br />If you ever ever feel like you're nothing <br />You are Perfect to me <br /><br />The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear <br />The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer <br />So cool in line, and we try try try, <br />But we try too hard and it's a waste of my time <br />Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere <br />They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair <br />Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time <br />Why do we do that? Why do I do that? <br /><br />Why do I do that? <br /><br />Yeah, oh, oh baby, pretty please! <br />Pretty pretty please, <br />Don't you ever ever feel <br />Like you're less than <br />Less then perfect <br />Pretty pretty please <br />If you ever ever feel <br />Like you're nothing, you are Perfect to me Yeaaahhh...! <br />You are Perfect, you're Perfect! <br />Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing <br />You are Perfect to me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Pretty pretty please, don't you ever feel less than perfect...</span><br />Because you are perfect to me...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5952143829817863769?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-46569351785592040112011-07-05T11:51:00.001-07:002011-07-05T12:22:31.762-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOnWrmKG2Sk/ThNgIOo2lRI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7i1CW-0Rdeg/s1600/tumblr_lkg9klnnpX1qi9v91o1_400_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOnWrmKG2Sk/ThNgIOo2lRI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7i1CW-0Rdeg/s400/tumblr_lkg9klnnpX1qi9v91o1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625946054000547090" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />such a cute and true realization about us girls.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4656935178559204011?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-61307864602800393042011-07-04T21:12:00.000-07:002011-07-04T21:15:08.958-07:00Let this be our Prayer.... <br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DbviXG_56ss" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I pray you’ll be our eyes<br />And watch us where we go<br />And help us to be wise<br />In times when we don’t know<br /><br />Let this be our prayer<br />As we go our way<br />Lead us to a place<br />Guide us with your grace<br />To a place where we’ll be safe<br />La luce che to dai<br /><br />I pray we’ll find your light<br />Nel cuore restero<br />And hold it in our hearts<br />A ricordarchi che<br />When stars go out each night<br />L’eterna stella sei<br />Nella mia preghiera<br />Let this be our prayer<br />Quanta fede c’e<br />When shadows fill our day<br />Lead us to a place<br />Guide us with your grace<br /><br />Give us faith so we’ll be safe.<br />Sognamo un mondo senza piu violenza<br /><br />Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza<br />Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino<br />Simbolo di pace e di fraternita<br /><br />La forza che ci dai<br />We ask that life be kind<br />E’il desiderio che<br />And watch us from above<br />Ognuno trovi amore<br />We hope each soul will find<br />Intorno e dentro a se<br />Another soul to love<br /><br />Let this be our prayer<br />Let this be our prayer<br />Just like every child<br />Just like every child<br /><br />Needs to find a place,<br />Guide us with your grace<br />Give us faith so we’ll be safe<br />E la fede che<br />Hai acceso in noi<br />Sento che ci salvera<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6130786460280039304?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-33015646517840713102011-07-04T07:56:00.000-07:002011-07-04T07:58:01.204-07:00I love this version xo much....<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YsSmCOMd8q4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I really really can't smile without you....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3301564651784071310?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-66466057331793892182011-07-01T10:38:00.000-07:002011-07-01T10:42:32.170-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNcjh02Hl-E/Tg4Gx88SPOI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CxYzy8uqcOA/s1600/IMG_1931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNcjh02Hl-E/Tg4Gx88SPOI/AAAAAAAAAi0/CxYzy8uqcOA/s400/IMG_1931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624440439874665698" /></a><br /><br /><br />For Guys:<br /><br /> - Love your girl as if she’s 16. No longer a girl but not yet a woman. Love her with all your heart, set few rules and never break her heart.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />For Girls<br /><br />- Love your boy as if he’s only 8. Let him play with his toys and go out with his playmates. Don’t worry because at the end of the day, he’ll still come home to you.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />source: <a href="http://youmademethisway.tumblr.com/"> Forever and a Day</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6646605733179389218?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-61777010739542197912011-06-28T11:24:00.000-07:002011-06-28T19:18:26.188-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2QP55da0u8/TgoqHdma5KI/AAAAAAAAAis/SIEVlTEkTRo/s1600/Picture-10-300x238.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k2QP55da0u8/TgoqHdma5KI/AAAAAAAAAis/SIEVlTEkTRo/s400/Picture-10-300x238.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623353392418710690" /></a><br />What is a SO-SO Relationship?<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The term S.O comes from Significant Other - the person you consider significant or special but not really in a relationship with him.... he can either be a friend, office mate, classmate or merely an acquaintance.</span> <br /><br /><br />How do we know that we are in a SO - SO relationship?<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">That's when you start to develop feelings for someone and you think he feels the same way.</span><br /><br /><br />How different is MU with SO-SO relationship?<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">With MU or pseudo relationship you tend to have common agreements on certain things and you are always seen together. The chemistry between the two of you is obviously seen. Unlike with a SO-SO relationship. Everything is unclear and yet you believe that there is. When MU or pseudo is a potential girlfriend/boyfriend status. The SO-SO relationship always ends up in a so and so status and rarely ends up on a gf/bf status.</span><br /><br /><br />How to succeed in a SO-SO relationship?<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Honesty and openness is always the key to start a healthy relationship. First you have to admit to him that you like or love him. Then wait if he affirms he likes or loves you back, that will be the start of your mutual understanding stage. Some relationship succeed and some don't. But the strong foundation of a lasting relationship is to trust and love your partner. Once you meet someone who will love you at your worst, never let him go. Because if he sticks with you even at your worst he will stick with you no matter what, unless one of you give up.</span><br /><br /><br />And if you are in a SO - SO relationship... it is always better to tell the person about your feelings for him than be left in a limbo for the rest of your life... The soonest you relieve yourself from "what ifs" more chances for you to move on and live a happier life. <br /><br />And if the person you like is in a relationship with someone else, you can still try maybe it will work for you maybe it won't. But always remember if he cheats with you, 90 percent chances are he will do the same thing with you.<br /><br /><br />Think about it... Be smart and be rational...<br /><br />I wish you the best... and Goodluck! ^_^<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Disclaimer: All the above statements are purely from the writer's own opinion. It may or may not be true to others. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6177701073954219791?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-82459329167056864242011-06-25T05:28:00.000-07:002011-06-26T02:48:32.522-07:00Do you think 2012 is possible?<br />When God's send his apostles to send out his word through discipleship and fellowship by using God's words and worship song...they were used for us to learn about God so that we can be save and follow him...<br /><br />Satan's disciples are too...<br /><br />and like Satan they are cunning...<br /><br />Deceiving... <br />manipulating <br />and controlling our minds to hidden symbolism... <br /><br />using subliminal messages sang by most loved artist in the Music Industry to control our minds... unknowingly that by listening to their songs they are cultivating our minds into worshiping Satan...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A brief background...</span><br /><br /><br />The illuminati is the largest secret society in the world. The illuminati is a Satanic cult of individuals who have been possessed by demons...<br /><br /><br />and Illuminati cult Satanic members take an oath and do an initiation ritual in which they partake in death. They lay in a casket and raise from the casket symbolizing the death of their former self and the rebirth of their new possessed self...<br /><br />Members of the illuminati control 98% of Hollywood, the music industry, and have major ties to entertainers including athletes. The street workers of the illuminati promise entertainers great riches if they join, and take the oath... <br /><br />And these entertainers sell their souls to Satan for riches.... <br /><br /><br />--- Courtesy of TRUTHblade777<br /><br />Watch his vid on this -----> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixhSOjrHcec"> LINK </a><------<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"> Satanic Signs and Symbols </span><br /><br />These are the symbols you'll see a lot on the next videos posted...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77F_gVAAbPY/TgXfvVa7vGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jfMOpp8s5sk/s1600/goathead.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77F_gVAAbPY/TgXfvVa7vGI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jfMOpp8s5sk/s400/goathead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622145714138889314" /></a><br /><br />Goat Head The horned goat, goat of mendes, Baphomet, god of the witches, the scapegoat. It’s a Satanists way of mocking Jesus as the “Lamb” who died for our sins.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q74wJHxef3o/TgXhf7aeiAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/smslg-xOzsI/s1600/udjat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q74wJHxef3o/TgXhf7aeiAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/smslg-xOzsI/s400/udjat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622147648482871298" /></a><br /><br /><br />Udjat or all seeing eye. one of few symbols referring to Lucifer (king of hell), whom it is though will pass judgment. Below the eye is a tear because he mourns for those outside his influence.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kExQA5YG1eU/TgXhyWFl8bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Gmj3eIx6jlc/s1600/satanicsalute2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kExQA5YG1eU/TgXhyWFl8bI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Gmj3eIx6jlc/s400/satanicsalute2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622147964880679346" /></a><br /><br />Horned Hand The sign of recognition between those in the Occult. When pointed at someone it is meant to place a curse. Note the thumb over the fingers and given by the left hand.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf43jepk-dA/TgXiE1LRrhI/AAAAAAAAAic/w5eJraNlCpc/s1600/hornedhand.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pf43jepk-dA/TgXiE1LRrhI/AAAAAAAAAic/w5eJraNlCpc/s400/hornedhand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622148282463661586" /></a><br /><br /><br />Horned God Represents the horned god of witchcraft. Pan or Cernunnos. Note the thumb under the fingers and given by the right hand.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4ScVHQ_TlM/TgXiwgEFZLI/AAAAAAAAAik/2ZWCevfkX-U/s1600/pyramid1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4ScVHQ_TlM/TgXiwgEFZLI/AAAAAAAAAik/2ZWCevfkX-U/s400/pyramid1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622149032710595762" /></a><br /><br />All seeing Eye Believed to be the eye of Lucifer and those who claim control of it have control of world finances. Used in divination. Hexes, curses, psychic control and all corruption are worked through this emblem. This one is a symbol of the Illuminati. Look at U.S. currency. This one is the basis of the New World Order.<br /><br /><br />courtesy of <a href="http://lordmessiah.wordpress.com/2007/11/08/satanic-signs-and-symbols/"> LORDMESSIAH</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"> Illuminati Girls/Boys </span><br /><br /><br />I used to love these peeps and Starbucks... but after watching I have doubts in my heart.... T_T<br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l5BNea8XpQc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/htZW9G28yAY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/M543TqAyYIY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1r4hqs1RQTs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />notice how her eyes rolled when she was talking about prejudice and how she swallow at the very end of the video... signifies she's lying... uncertain of what she really said...<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ar2FDwtBTY0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MgwSjjse-RA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ibvWZBg3154" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />after watching I realized once the starbucks logo has been inverted the goat-head appeared... *goosebumps*<br /><br />Consulted this with a pastor and he said I can still enjoy the coffee but not to worship the starbucks as a God...<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6vn8cVoK70M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />This is my favorite of them all... MJ trying to tell us about the Illuminati...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8245932916705686424?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-17576725304830234002011-06-22T10:42:00.000-07:002011-06-22T10:45:20.496-07:00Reminiscing... my most favorite couple in Final Fantasy....<br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2OSAhYUacCc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />and the epic song... "Eyes on Me"<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1757672530483023400?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-90042123190408400822011-06-19T12:03:00.000-07:002011-06-19T12:28:30.396-07:006/20/2011 at 3:04 am<br /><br />Love of my life, my soulmate <br />You're my best friend <br />Part of me like breathing <br />Now half of me is left<br /><br />I don't know anything at all <br />Who am I to say you love me <br />I don't know anything at all <br />& who am I to say you need me<br /><br />Color me blue I'm lost in you <br />Don't know why I'm still waiting <br />Many moons have come & gone <br />Don't know why I'm still searching<br /><br />Don't know anything at all <br />& who am I to say you love me <br />I don't know anything at all <br />& who am I to say you need me<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rz6tKoK4j98" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> at times when certainty resides in you, confusion resurface and feelings of doubt re - exist.... but trust God's plan for out of all the assurance of the world his "plans" remains constant....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-9004212319040840082?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-24973623527264314112011-06-12T11:23:00.000-07:002011-06-12T11:30:02.351-07:00<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/j4-gaUnO-GU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />"I Trust You"<br /><br /><br />One of the most difficult things to do is <br />find yourself in a storm and <br />while in that storm it seems like everyone who you <br />thought you could count on has <br />well walked away; and <br /><br />Sometimes it seems like even God Himself has <br />forgotten about you. <br />But in spite of it all you should still be able <br />to lift your hands and say <br />"Lord, I trust You" <br /><br />Even though i can’t see <br />and i can’t feel your touch <br />i will trust you lord <br />how i love you so much <br />though my nights may seem long <br />and i feel so alone <br />lord my trust is in you <br />i surrender to you <br /><br />so many painful thoughts <br />travel through my mind <br />and i wonder how <br />i will make it through this time <br /><br />everything that i see <br />tells me not to believe <br />but i’ll trust you lord <br />you have never failed me <br />my past still controls me <br />will this hurt ever leave? <br />i can only trust you <br />no one loves like you do <br /><br />but i'll trust you <br />lord it’s not easy <br />sometimes the pain in my life <br />makes you seem far away <br />but i’ll trust you <br />i need to know you’re here <br /><br />through the tears and the pain <br />through the heartache and rain <br /> <br />i can <br />i will <br />i must <br />trust you <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Oh! God I don't know how are you gonna do it... but I trust you.... I know you'll never leave me... because you are faithful.... </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2497362352726431411?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-27713511346468650552011-06-12T02:16:00.000-07:002011-06-12T02:20:52.342-07:00If at times people judge you, because they misunderstood you...<br />If at times you feel alone and nobody cares....<br />If at times you have been harassed emotionally and verbally...<br />If at times you needed to stand by yourself....<br /><br /><br />This song will empower you.... ^_^<br /><br /><br />They can't bring me down, no<br />Test me, I know they will try<br />But they won't bring me down, no<br />I know what I'm made of inside<br />They can't bring me down, no<br />It ain't over until the last round<br />Will they bring me down? no<br />If I stumble I won't hit the ground<br />They can't bring me down<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ujPxszZf9Pw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2771351134646865055?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-86011673441484337472011-06-11T11:09:00.000-07:002011-06-11T11:11:10.661-07:00It was under Pres. Manuel Roxas that our independence was claimed...<br /><br /><br /><br />"This land and this people that I have known so long, loved so well"<br />~ Gen. Douglas MacArthur<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/erw89kwy8II" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8601167344148433747?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-29496805381606530282011-06-11T08:33:00.000-07:002011-06-11T08:38:05.169-07:00<iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZPXRJkla7fI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />"I Could Not Ask For More"<br /><br />Lying here with you <br />Listening to the rain <br />Smiling just to see the smile upon your face <br />These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive <br />These are the moments I'll remember all my life <br />I found all I've waited for <br />And I could not ask for more <br />Looking in your eyes <br />Seeing all I need <br />Everything you are is everything to me <br />These are the moments <br />I know heaven must exist <br />These are the moments I know all I need is this <br />I have all I've waited for <br />And I could not ask for more <br /><br />[Chorus]<br />I could not ask for more than this time together <br />I could not ask for more than this time with you <br />Every prayer has been answered <br />Every dream I have's come true <br />And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be <br />Here with you here with me <br /><br />These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive <br />These are the moments I'll remember all my life <br />I've got all I've waited for <br />And I could not ask for more <br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />I could not ask for more than the love you give me<br />'Coz it's all I've waited for <br />And I could not ask for more <br />I could not ask for more <br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> this song was dedicated to me and it made me giggle so bad I fell on my bed (literally) </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2949680538160653028?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-30486540653653063112011-06-11T08:04:00.000-07:002011-06-11T08:18:34.154-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPNF5x1lflU/TfOGmD51RAI/AAAAAAAAAh8/GJG3MA8iNjw/s1600/facebook.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPNF5x1lflU/TfOGmD51RAI/AAAAAAAAAh8/GJG3MA8iNjw/s400/facebook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616981148702163970" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Here are my status updates for the past 2 months over my <a href="http://www.facebook.com/melody.padawel"> FACEBOOK ACCOUNT </a><br /><br />and I don't know why I didn't thought of this earlier but from now on... I'll be updating my blog of my facebook status for the whole month...<br /><br />But for now these will be an exception since I really want to do this at this time... ^_^<br /><br /><br />6/11/2011<br /><br />‎"It is a simple but sometimes forgotten truth that the greatest enemy to present joy and high hopes is the cultivation of retrospective bitterness"<br />~ Robert G. Menzies<br /><br /><br /><br />6/10/2011<br />‎"Remember that the best relationship is one in which your love for each other exceeds your need for each other."<br />– Dalai Lama<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />6/07/2011<br />Whenever you face a dilemma in your life one phrase I learn from a friend is,<br /><br />♥ "To choose the one you can't live without" ♥<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />6/06/2011<br />”Hate is too great a burden to bear. It injures the hater more than it injures the hated.”<br /><br />~ Coretta Scott<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />5/26/2011<br />The Math of being miserable:<br />Negative Thoughts + Negative Attitude = Miserable Life....<br /><br />Don't let life stress gets you down....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />5/20/2011<br />‎"Pictures tells story but not necessarily the truth"<br />~ Jim White<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> this are all part of my feelings and emotions at the time and I really thought of adding it here as well....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3048654065365306311?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-83697622024364860182011-06-11T05:42:00.000-07:002011-06-11T05:47:24.228-07:00I'm watching you Dad, everyday <br />for teaching me how to live.... <br /><br /><br />*A must see video for all the dads and soon to be dad out there*<br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v8H30UBTRkE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Happy Father's Day to all.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8369762202436486018?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-39034920897494050782011-06-08T08:11:00.000-07:002011-06-08T08:13:51.906-07:00My most awaited movie of the century....<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uycOpnYnd5g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Let's watch this... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3903492089749405078?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-10587726302796375642011-06-07T23:00:00.000-07:002011-06-07T23:28:19.644-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5OtRK1gGJQ4/Te8Vx7tudoI/AAAAAAAAAh0/99vTBaZ2Duc/s1600/133loveyourself1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5OtRK1gGJQ4/Te8Vx7tudoI/AAAAAAAAAh0/99vTBaZ2Duc/s400/133loveyourself1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615731207941551746" /></a><br /><br />I saw a read worthy article which talks about loving oneself... begets love....<br /><br />And here are the quotes that inspires me;<br /><br />He said:<br /><br />...."Know who you are, know what you want and let life and love find you"<br />...."Love yourself, be yourself, and don’t compromise" <br />...."The person you wanted to be should be the person you are" <br />...."In sharing love, we must love ourselves, as well as the other person, and only in sharing the love for each other can we accomplish a strong relationship"<br /><br /><br />True and so inspiring.... ^_^<br /><br />Read the full article ----> <a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Lovingyourselfbeforelovingotherstheessentialprerequisite"> HERE </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1058772630279637564?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-90537115349144646102011-06-06T11:23:00.000-07:002011-06-08T09:46:43.759-07:00This is the reason why I heart Taylor Swift;<br /><br />Simple...<br />Gorgeous....<br />Crazy....<br /><br />and very human (down-to-earth).... just like any normal girl...<br /><br />except she's much talented....<br /><br /><br /><iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AlTfYj7q5gQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-9053711534914464610?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-66930389291052874362011-06-01T06:36:00.000-07:002011-06-01T08:20:02.873-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">‎"The earth we abuse and the living things we kill</div><div style="text-align: center;">will, in the end, take their revenge;</div><div style="text-align: center;">for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future".</div><div style="text-align: center;">~ Marya Mannes 'More in Anger' 1958 ~</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59KdLSKlSJQ/TeZTW62c8wI/AAAAAAAAAhg/TFXRincjufs/s400/calamities.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613265638783775490" /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; ">"The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; ">They were not made for humans any more than black people were made for white, </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; ">or women created for men"</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; ">~Alice Walker~</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbtEt5oyESI/TeZXcNd_CgI/AAAAAAAAAho/FiCglu6rhwY/s1600/Endangered%2Bspecies.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbtEt5oyESI/TeZXcNd_CgI/AAAAAAAAAho/FiCglu6rhwY/s400/Endangered%2Bspecies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613270127727282690" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Save our planet, while there's still hope.... T_T</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6693038929105287436?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-56463406141599196372011-05-25T09:00:00.000-07:002011-05-25T09:19:49.938-07:00Oh yeah! my favorite panda in the whole world is back....<div><br /></div><div>*dancing in the floor* Everybody is kung fu fighting.... hugh!</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YdaMGcOyfjM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I'll definitely won't miss this one.... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5646340614159919637?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-53725198561948089902011-05-23T07:26:00.000-07:002011-05-23T09:59:01.469-07:00Aside from intense story of the Teleserye "Green Rose"<div>Echo has shown his great acting skills...</div><div>Although Green Rose telenovela will come to an end...</div><div><br /></div><div>The theme song will remain in my heart....</div><div><br /></div><div>For this month it will be my Music of the Month</div><div>Watch and enjoy....</div><div><br /></div><div><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Or68jW9XBXI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5372519856194808990?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-63649939716639405422011-05-20T10:42:00.000-07:002011-05-22T01:31:48.254-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-JpO6sjU2E/Tda1Hf03mMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JVA8MVDXaFg/s1600/flirting_whisper.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-JpO6sjU2E/Tda1Hf03mMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/JVA8MVDXaFg/s320/flirting_whisper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608869526343489730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Courtesy of top-flirting-tips.com</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">As we all know or for some who don't.... flirting was never included in the 10 commandments.</div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Although<span class="Apple-style-span"> <b>it doesn't mean that its ok to <span class="Apple-style-span">f-l-i-r-t</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span>.</span>.... </span><span class="Apple-style-span">there's always a thin line to it...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Whenever I thought of it, for me? Honestly? I think flirting is ok...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>BUT</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span>if both person involve are still </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>single</i>.</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I read this article <a href="http://www.cbn.com/spirituallife/inspirationalteaching/goodwyn_flirting.aspx">"Is flirting a sin?"</a> and I agreed to it....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div>Read on...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><p style="font-size: medium; line-height: 1.5em; margin-top: 0em; margin-bottom: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Avoid flirting if you fall in any of the following categories:</span></b></p><ul style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; "><li style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 15px; "><b style="font-size: medium; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "><b style="font-size: medium; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "><b style="font-size: medium; "><span>T</span></b></span></span></b></span>empted</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">.</span></b><span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span">If you know you have a real problem with keeping your thoughts pure and resisting the temptation to lust,</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>then avoid flirting.</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> <i><span class="Apple-style-span">Don’t set yourself up.</span></i></span></span></li><li style="font-size: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 15px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Spoken for</span>. </b><i>You should </i><b><span class="Apple-style-span">definitely </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>not be flirting</b> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">w</span><i>ith anyone if you are in a</i><b><i> </i>permanent relationship </b><i>with someone. </i><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Marrieds are strictly off limits</span></b><b>,</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> period. </span></li><li style="font-size: medium; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 15px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Power-seekers. </span></b><i>These are the </i><b>ones who flirt more often than not. </b><i>They crave the attention and power they feel when they flirt. There is</i> <b><span class="Apple-style-span">no honor or respect for the flirtees </span></b><i>when they are put in this type of situation.</i></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Now, what about people <i><b>who are not in a permanent relationship?</b></i> let's say a <i><b>complicated relationship</b>...</i> I think that whenever you're not sure of what relationship you are in </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">its always better to clarify things up.... </span></b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">ALWAYS</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span">...</span> I ain't getting any younger and no one wants to sit on the train station when you're supposed to be riding a bus... there's no point in waiting.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><b>And lastly...</b></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">For people who are </span><b style="font-size: medium; ">in a relationship?</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> Duh!? just because you are not married yet... it doesn't give you the right to go on flirting-galore with anyone else... Once <span class="Apple-style-span">flirting leads to something </span>then you'll soon realize it's already </span><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>c-h-e-a-t-i-n-g..</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">.. </span></b>and that's not good....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>How to correct a mistake</b> </span>if somet</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">hing has already happened? there's always consequences and in every wrong doings has its price.... either you'll do it the right way by <b><span class="Apple-style-span">CONFESSING</span></b> or you'll wait till <span class="Apple-style-span"><b>KARMA hits you bad.</b>...</span> you'll still end up paying for it later....</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">The <span class="Apple-style-span"><b>bottom line </b></span>is to know and make sure you </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">"understood your limitations"</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> and the best part you must </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span">"learn to take control".... </span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">And of Course to honor God's words.....</span></b></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6364993971663940542?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-54435004590185847782011-05-19T07:43:00.000-07:002011-05-19T07:47:11.717-07:00<div>Sweet Justin.... I love this song.... ^_^</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3ExWsVFJlFo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div>Oh no, oh no, oh</div><div><br /></div><div>They say that hate has been sent</div><div>So let loose the talk of love</div><div>Before they outlaw the kiss</div><div>Baby, give me one last hug</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a dream that I've been chasing</div><div>Want so badly for it to be reality</div><div>And when you hold my hand then I understand</div><div>That it's meant to be 'cause, baby, when you're with me</div><div><br /></div><div>It's like an angel came by, oh and took me to heaven</div><div>Like you took me to heaven, girl</div><div>'Cause when I stare in your eyes it couldn't be better</div><div>I don't want you to go, oh no, so</div><div><br /></div><div>Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance</div><div>Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all</div><div>'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong</div><div>So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go</div><div><br /></div><div>I got my favorite girl</div><div>Not feeling no pain, no fear</div><div>Don't have a care in the world</div><div>Why would I when you are here?</div><div><br /></div><div>There's a moment I've been chasing</div><div>And I finally caught it out on this floor</div><div>Baby, there's no hesitation, no reservation</div><div>By taking a chance and more, oh no, because</div><div><br /></div><div>It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven</div><div><br /></div><div>Like you took me to heaven, girl</div><div>'Cause when I stare in your eyes, it couldn't be better</div><div>I don't want you to go, oh no, so</div><div><br /></div><div>Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance</div><div>Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all</div><div>'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong</div><div>So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go</div><div><br /></div><div>It's like an angel came by and took me to heaven</div><div>Like you took me to heaven, girl</div><div>'Cause when I stare in your eyes, it couldn't be better</div><div>I don't want you to go, oh no, so</div><div><br /></div><div>Take my hand, let's just dance</div><div>Watch my feet, follow me</div><div>Don't be scared, girl, I'm here</div><div>If you didn't know, this is love</div><div><br /></div><div>Let the music blast, we gon' do our dance</div><div>Bring the doubters on, they don't matter at all, oh baby</div><div>'Cause this life's too long and this love's too strong</div><div>So baby, know for sure that I'll never let you go</div><div><br /></div><div>So don't fear, don't you worry 'bout a thing</div><div>I am here, right here, I'll never let you go</div><div>Don't shed a tear whenever you need me</div><div>I'll be here, I'll never let you go</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh no, oh no, oh</div><div>I'll never let you go</div><div>Oh no, oh no, oh</div><div>I'll never let you go</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5443500459018584778?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-3291113858853801182011-05-14T23:19:00.000-07:002011-05-19T07:29:20.078-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhHuSaggwBk/Tc9w4wH6UlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xH3vBoofwBc/s1600/something_borrowed09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NhHuSaggwBk/Tc9w4wH6UlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xH3vBoofwBc/s320/something_borrowed09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606824181392626258" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Watched this movie today and I really don't know how to react to it... but its kinda out of anyones control....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Something only the people involve understands.... but one thing I realize is that no one can ever rule your heart... not even the perfect girl in the entire planet...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But only your "one true love"....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In the end.... its just amazing....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-329111385885380118?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-51502719604010336822011-05-14T05:37:00.000-07:002011-05-14T23:04:50.873-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">This will be a glimpse of our summer getaway to Thailand...</div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Oh! How I wish we could have stayed longer.....<div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYa6g7RsxY/Tc54r0rmoFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ydsqCsTuW8c/s1600/224183_223980034282052_100000101705511_1035802_6287472_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ynYa6g7RsxY/Tc54r0rmoFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ydsqCsTuW8c/s320/224183_223980034282052_100000101705511_1035802_6287472_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606551280394084434" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">The Streets of Bangkok</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-oT1A3Obws/Tc58L73SUDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/82OwuOyaCeQ/s1600/229203_224001490946573_100000101705511_1036265_4736960_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-oT1A3Obws/Tc58L73SUDI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/82OwuOyaCeQ/s320/229203_224001490946573_100000101705511_1036265_4736960_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606555130612830258" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the Temple Entrance to the Grand Palace</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx2hvir93K0/Tc59WJDzgwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/7lxxu3CjpFk/s1600/222026_224003284279727_100000101705511_1036336_7784575_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx2hvir93K0/Tc59WJDzgwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/7lxxu3CjpFk/s320/222026_224003284279727_100000101705511_1036336_7784575_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606556405465318146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Visitors taking a walk outside the Palace</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J4angJroGGk/Tc5-rS6ZuEI/AAAAAAAAAeo/A4aQhn0c_3E/s320/228203_224000404280015_100000101705511_1036212_777648_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606557868399114306" /><div style="text-align: center;">Posing for the Camera....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-yOsxG4_1U/Tc5_Yad0FiI/AAAAAAAAAew/bi0QjSNipzA/s1600/227451_224004820946240_100000101705511_1036406_2254048_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A-yOsxG4_1U/Tc5_Yad0FiI/AAAAAAAAAew/bi0QjSNipzA/s320/227451_224004820946240_100000101705511_1036406_2254048_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606558643520804386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Typical Thai Dish... The locals call it <span style="font-style:italic;">(Moo-Kha-tah)</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">which means "eat-all-you-can"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dzoh_3HqL-U/Tc6BjjdHbLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/WLk_JwjRSB4/s1600/229009_224403597573029_100000101705511_1039020_2456963_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dzoh_3HqL-U/Tc6BjjdHbLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/WLk_JwjRSB4/s320/229009_224403597573029_100000101705511_1039020_2456963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606561033935613106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And yes of course.... the summer getaway won't be </div><div style="text-align: center;">complete without going to the b-e-a-c-h!!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">taken at Pattaya City....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVO8lO6NMDo/Tc6Fj6Ux9qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5pxvnas1KIs/s1600/230669_224403664239689_100000101705511_1039023_5293824_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aVO8lO6NMDo/Tc6Fj6Ux9qI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5pxvnas1KIs/s320/230669_224403664239689_100000101705511_1039023_5293824_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606565438121178786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">taking a sip of my favourite drink <span style="font-style:italic;">"cha-yen"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnG9O_Fdw4c/Tc6HpzJ8FwI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Llx6URj8TMA/s1600/222744_224403747573014_100000101705511_1039027_2764146_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnG9O_Fdw4c/Tc6HpzJ8FwI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Llx6URj8TMA/s320/222744_224403747573014_100000101705511_1039027_2764146_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606567738299127554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A walk to remember... despite the sunny weather the sand is not even hot...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">just a few of the gazillions pic taken in Thailand....</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5150271960401033682?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-45259588207744338352011-05-12T06:23:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:30:14.932-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMQzvljHv0M/TcviYSDV_BI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-gTTGpMoePA/s1600/emo%2Bme.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QMQzvljHv0M/TcviYSDV_BI/AAAAAAAAAdw/-gTTGpMoePA/s200/emo%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605823067983313938" /></a><br /><br />"One Sad Irony of self, is when we always knew what's right for others... <br /><br />While there are certain wrong things we pursue on our own...."<br /><br /><br />~Anonymous~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4525958820774433835?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-73896178838366877722011-05-06T18:59:00.001-07:002011-05-06T19:30:25.487-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFYYVufgd80/TcSnxKQU6yI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bPQ8D2L1yXg/s1600/Mother%2527s%2BDay-thumb-550x412.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFYYVufgd80/TcSnxKQU6yI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bPQ8D2L1yXg/s200/Mother%2527s%2BDay-thumb-550x412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603788299364002594" /></a>Whenever this day comes I start to reminisce the moments <div>I had with my mother. I remember one time when I was still studying I used to stay in a dormitory and unaware of my situation and things I needed mama always knew what to bring whenever</div><div>she visits me there... For this simple moments made me love my mother more even if I know she already found peace in heaven...</div><div><br /></div><div>I LOVE YOU Mama..... and I miss you so much..... T_T</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div id="abw" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: auto; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 15px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; text-decoration: inherit; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-top-width: 3px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(255, 51, 0); position: relative; text-align: left; width: 930px; "><div id="abm" class="clear" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; zoom: 1; position: relative; "><div id="abc" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: -336px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; position: relative; width: 930px; "><div id="articlebody" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 351px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; position: static; "><ul style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; position: relative; z-index: 0; "><b style="font-weight: bold; ">Proverbs 31:10-12 and 25-31</b><br /><i style="font-style: italic; ">A wife of noble character who can find?<br />She is worth far more than rubies.<p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">Her husband has full confidence in her<br />and lacks nothing of value.</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">She brings him good, not harm,<br />all the days of her life.</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">She is clothed with strength and dignity;<br />she can laugh at the days to come.</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">She speaks with wisdom,<br />and faithful instruction is on her tongue.</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">She watches over the affairs of her household<br />and does not eat the bread of idleness.</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">Her children arise and call her blessed;<br />her husband also, and he praises her:</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">"Many women do noble things,<br />but you surpass them all."</p><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; ">Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;<br />but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.</p></i><p style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: inherit; "><i style="font-style: italic; ">Give her the reward she has earned,<br />and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.(NIV)</i></p></ul><div><i>(This will be a yearly thing for me that each time this day would come, I will have to remember a day with my mother... which is the reason why I love her so much)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL...... </i></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-7389617883836687772?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-63899928516964635272011-04-24T06:26:00.000-07:002011-04-25T08:36:13.608-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYU41N8MsIE/TbQnGvBsuVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/oZWaBB0a5lA/s1600/Strangers%252C%2BAgain.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYU41N8MsIE/TbQnGvBsuVI/AAAAAAAAAc4/oZWaBB0a5lA/s200/Strangers%252C%2BAgain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599143233384659282" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Marisa: Do you realizes there is only two options for our future together? It's either we break - up or we got married?<br /><br />Josh: Never really thought of it...<br /><br />Marisa: Think we'll get married?<br /><br />Josh: Geez, that's a loaded question..Why do you wanna get married to me?<br /><br />Marisa: I don't know right now...<br /><br />Josh: Me neither..<br /><br />Marisa: Do you wanna break up with me?<br /><br />Josh: Of, course not.<br /><br />Marisa: We'll its gonna be one or the other...What' do you think will happen if we don't end up together... We gonna hate each other? or we'll keep in touch?<br /><br />Josh:I think, if life separates us and we end up in totally different places. Always remember what our paths were like for this period of time... And will be thankful for that... and I hope that wherever you are you will be thankful too..<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The story of two lovers who just like every relationship passes these 7 stages some were lucky enough to choose the better option, others have ended differently.</span><br /><br /><br />Watch how Josh narrates their love story...<br /><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6389992851696463527?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-13672262865624331362011-04-23T05:59:00.000-07:002011-04-23T07:02:09.019-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p33TtNf4OBI/TbLbhQrjasI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lsmoIcVAuRk/s1600/Visita%2BIglesia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p33TtNf4OBI/TbLbhQrjasI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lsmoIcVAuRk/s200/Visita%2BIglesia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598778651234757314" /></a><br /><br /><br />It was on the 21st of April, a Maundy Thursday when <br />we set off for the Visita Iglesia... a Tradition when <br />catholic devotee will visit different churches to pray <br />on the 14 stations either made of a statue or a drawing, <br />They were called "stations" to represent the places and <br />pilgrims where Jesus used to stop at each of them in prayerful <br />meditation. It was inspired by Jesus' passion and death <br />on the cross.<br /><br />Every year many people will come to visit the stations with<br />prayers and hope... A tradition which I believe had been around<br />since Christianity was born in our country. <br /><br />For the first time this year I went with my family...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Click on the pic to enlarge it</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1367226286562433136?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-73958455857059657472011-04-17T06:29:00.000-07:002011-04-19T23:55:18.408-07:00Attended the church today was touched by the preaching...<br />Now I fully understood what this song meant...<br /><br /><br />"You tore the veil, you made the way<br />When you said that it is done..."<br /><br /><br />God tore the veil of the limited access that<br />we had to be closer to God...<br /><br />He tore the veil to let everyone draw near him...<br /><br /><br />At the cross... I will bow my knee... because he shed his blood for me...<br />there's no greater love than this....<br /><br />Amazing song... Here's the full video...<br /><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eOY0mjjmx8Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-7395845585705965747?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-75289055099803050222011-04-16T09:06:00.000-07:002011-04-16T09:29:17.924-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8DzMHazGhk/TanDruy1bhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i7j9Vbcbt9M/s1600/old-couple-holding-hands.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8DzMHazGhk/TanDruy1bhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i7j9Vbcbt9M/s200/old-couple-holding-hands.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596219168047590930" /></a><br />" Love relationship is not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end. " <br /><br />~ SaturdayRomance<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-7528905509980305022?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-8281266557029899072011-04-16T00:01:00.000-07:002011-04-16T00:49:50.056-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHIw1hc2TTg/TalJd6VT6TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-qgcPyXsT6o/s1600/can%2527t%2Bbe%2Bmove.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHIw1hc2TTg/TalJd6VT6TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-qgcPyXsT6o/s200/can%2527t%2Bbe%2Bmove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596084790208227634" /></a><br /><br /><br />The romantic appeal of this song...<br />The essence of waiting for a love who left...<br />and the persistence to wait....<br /><br /><br />Saying.....<br /><br />"I'll be here for you"<br /><br /><br /><br />Chills on my heart and soul.... Awwww....<br /><br /><br />Its priceless.... <br /><br /><br />So for this month here's my Music of the Month....<br /><br /><br />The Man Who Can't Be Moved<br />by The Script<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gS9o1FAszdk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />Going back to the corner where I first saw you<br />Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move<br />Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand<br />Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am<br /><br />Some try to hand me money, they don't understand<br />I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man<br />I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do<br />How can I move on when I've been in love with you<br /><br />'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me<br />And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be<br />Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet<br />And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street<br /><br />So I'm not moving<br />I'm not moving<br /><br />Policeman says son you can't stay here<br />I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year<br />Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows<br />If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go<br /><br />'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me<br />And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be<br />Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet<br />And you see me waiting for you on the corner of the street<br /><br />So I'm not moving<br />I'm not moving<br />I'm not moving<br />I'm not moving<br /><br />People talk about the guy<br />Who's waiting on a girl, oh whoa<br />There are no holes in his shoes<br />But a big hole in his world<br /><br />Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved<br />And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news<br />And you'll come running to the corner<br />'Cause you'll know it's just for you<br /><br />I'm the man who can't be moved<br />I'm the man who can't be moved<br /><br />'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me<br />And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be<br />Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we meet<br />Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street<br /><br />So I'm not moving<br />('Cause if one day you wake up, find that you're missing me)<br />I'm not moving<br />(And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be)<br />I'm not moving<br />(Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet)<br />I'm not moving<br />(Oh, you see me waiting for you on a corner of the street)<br /><br />Going back to the corner where I first saw you<br />Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-828126655702989907?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-84822871556352812402011-04-11T01:59:00.000-07:002011-04-11T02:04:53.238-07:00<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Yk9G7OyKwLM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm open, you're closed<br />Where I follow, you'll go<br />I worry I won't see your face<br />Light up again<br /><br />Even the best fall down sometimes<br />Even the wrong words seem to rhyme<br />Out of the doubt that fills my mind<br />I somehow find<br />You and I collide<br /><br />I'm quiet you know<br />You make a first impression<br />I've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind<br /><br /><br />You finally find<br />You and I collide<br /><br />You finally find<br />You and I collide<br />You finally find<br />You and I collide<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> I'm loving this song lately...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8482287155635281240?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-24601087657956038322011-03-31T20:34:00.000-07:002011-03-31T20:35:15.056-07:00‎"It's better to keep your mouth shut and be thought a fool than to open it and leave no doubt." <br /><br /><br /><br />--Mark Twain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2460108765795603832?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-40993215122043653362011-03-28T05:28:00.000-07:002011-03-31T20:26:38.381-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVBy_ZxhSi0/TZCHrxmPoCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/v8L4NDMNxpI/s1600/foggy_road.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVBy_ZxhSi0/TZCHrxmPoCI/AAAAAAAAAbo/v8L4NDMNxpI/s200/foggy_road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589116323684655138" /></a><br />I just had the most scary road trip of my entire life.<br />My dad and I together with my uncle Tito Rogel was on our way back<br />to Manila from Baguio it was eleven o' clock when we decided to went on our journey...<br /><br />The weather was nice cold-and-breezy like a typical night in Baguio...<br />The road was rough but it was already expected. <br /><br />But, the scary part was when the fog started to came out of nowhere...<br /><br />At first, I kinda like it gives out the eerie feeling<br />from most of the scary movies I watched.<br /><br />But, as we go farther the fog got thicker...<br />That's when all the fun begins to queer..<br /><br />I can't see the road.... literally...<br /><br />Unaware where we are, are we going down the hill any time soon?<br />or are we going to hit a tree or a wall...<br /><br />I started panicking and I started praying...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I fear for my life... <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nevertheless,I stayed calm...<br />I don't want my dad to know I was really scared...<br />So, I kept talking.... slow down papa... (because we were running like 20-40)<br /><br />at that moment we were stuck in the middle of nowhere... waiting for any <br />signs of hope...<br /><br />Suddenly, two big trucks passed by and lighted our path...<br /><br />We were inch close to the side of the road... Papa maneuvered just in time<br />to the right lane before the truck almost hit us...<br /><br />My hands was shaking.... OMG!!! (bigtime)<br /><br />We continue to run 20kph till the road clears...<br />I cracked a joke to lighten up the situation...<br />Then, I was able to relax...<br /><br />Although still fearful from the thought of it...<br /><br />Eventually, we were able to arrive home safe and sound...<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">“Because he has loved Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him securely on high, because he has known My name. He will call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will rescue him, and honor him. </span><br /><br />(Psalms 91:14-16)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4099321512204365336?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-27840780490989534422011-03-12T18:39:00.001-08:002011-03-12T18:47:44.857-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cv-hswyTP-k/TXwuf2svuQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YBPMjaG5xSM/s1600/praying.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cv-hswyTP-k/TXwuf2svuQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YBPMjaG5xSM/s200/praying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583388762826586370" /></a><br /><br /><br />Let us all offer our prayers for our loved ones, family, friends and all the people in Japan....<br /><br /><br />At this storm I offer this song....<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uHdcyue0bSw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2784078049098953442?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-48457835219605379002011-03-09T16:47:00.000-08:002011-03-10T05:41:08.831-08:00The song talks about a story of a teenage lovers who made it<br />for 58 years in Marriage...<br /><br />Ain't that crazy...<br /><br />Enjoy this song...<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/c0f5g18EbG4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4845783521960537900?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-31129337560809636592011-02-28T08:48:00.000-08:002011-03-01T03:53:39.312-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E45EYDOqWl4/TWvU5GjO92I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_LD9Gh92PiQ/s1600/time_travelers_wife-758384-765300.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E45EYDOqWl4/TWvU5GjO92I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_LD9Gh92PiQ/s200/time_travelers_wife-758384-765300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578786640904517474" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I never wanted to have anything in my life that I couldn't stand losing"</span><br /> - Henry (Time Traveler's Wife)<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me"</span><br /> - Claire (Time Traveler's Wife)<br /><br />Awww....<br /><br />I Watched this movie today and it melts my stress away... ^_^<br /><br /><br />A true manifestations that love has no boundaries and faith will always lead you to your one true love...<br /><br /><br />Even if you had to battle your way out of time....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3112933756080963659?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-87588429000220911082011-02-22T08:12:00.000-08:002011-02-22T08:35:39.869-08:00It was after I had my lunch and was sitting comfortably in an "Indian seat position" on the couch in front of the computer..... when It suddenly feels like I'm swaying... <br />I looked around saw other objects moving with me...<br /><br />I <span style="font-weight:bold;">PANIC....</span> I started thinking of the important things I can bring with me...<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">(looked around....)<br /><br />laptop.... (it contains the draft for my thesis proposal...)<br />Ipod...<br />Camera...<br />Cellphone...<br />my portfolio....<br />and last but not the least I had to wear my favorite shoes....</span> hahaha<br /><br />But I stop when I was already out the door... I looked at the hallway of the condo unit and saw no one... I realized the quake already stopped.... <br /><br />Time check! the quake didn't even last a minute... <br /><br /><br />until now it amazes me how I managed to think and act impulsively at the time.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8758842900022091108?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-6366542140838439322011-02-21T17:20:00.000-08:002011-02-21T17:25:37.625-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ITcRKrvL0Q/TWMQTSsWylI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKLHQ0yvf9Y/s1600/pink.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8ITcRKrvL0Q/TWMQTSsWylI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LKLHQ0yvf9Y/s200/pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318687236246098" /></a><br />I think its with the season....<br /><br />My Passion for Pink is back...<br /><br />Hello Ms. Pink.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-636654214083843932?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-44891514294670884552011-02-16T01:38:00.000-08:002011-02-16T01:53:54.218-08:00I hope life treats you kind; <br />And I hope you have all you've dreamed of <br />And I wish to you, joy and happiness; <br />But above all this, I wish you love. <br /><br />--Dolly Parton (I Will Always Love You)<br /><br /><br />While riding in the van going to the Library... <br />I heard of this amazing song... <br /><br /><br />But here's my favourite version...<br />Enjoy this one by "Charice"...<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zY0GCl_fuFM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4489151429467088455?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-23925861677500364692011-02-15T00:40:00.000-08:002011-02-15T00:52:30.332-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY-8h15n9z8/TVo9Jv-XeAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/z3EQ8XcMhXI/s1600/IMG_4400.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VY-8h15n9z8/TVo9Jv-XeAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/z3EQ8XcMhXI/s200/IMG_4400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573834726530578434" /></a>The newest addition to my fave drinks.... ^_^<br /><br />I came to BK SM Manila to stay and hang out while finishing my thesis I asked for sundae ice cream but none...Then the sales crew lady offered me this drink... <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Crew lady:*Mam try nio po Mocha BK Joe namin*<br />Me: Amm... (looks at the picture...) Ok...</span><br /><br />Then 5 minutes later....hmmm.... being a coffee fanatic the creamy caramel taste lingers in my tastebuds I know its that good when I drop by the next day for another cup...hmmm I think I found my new hang out... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2392586167750036469?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-56472582058505228652011-02-14T07:13:00.000-08:002011-02-15T01:08:11.758-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2PQelHf4mQ/TVlS6rLPglI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Nassdl_ne3Y/s1600/holding_hands_heart-1428.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b2PQelHf4mQ/TVlS6rLPglI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Nassdl_ne3Y/s200/holding_hands_heart-1428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573577181823468114" /></a><br />Flowers.... chocolates, balloons, jewelries etc...<br /><br />The most wanted things on Valentines Day...<br /><br />But my heart longs for something more than money could ever buy...<br />hugs, kisses, and sweet nothings from people I love and care about....<br /><br /><br /><br />I would be lying if I said I don't want jewelries or flowers on Valentines day, but the essence of it for me is to share it with the people I happened to love with or without chocolates.... ^_^<br /><br /><br />Also... Since I love Dolphins so much (its like my animal soul mate ^_^)<br />For my birthday my family and I went to see Dolphins at Ocean Adventure in Zambales...It was one heck of an adventure... took us 12 hours travel time back and forth plus we got lost on our way there and going back and got to spend like only 3 hours tops at the place... >_<<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUKrDSBLAxw/TVpCJyWPDJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/u2-lNxK4Uq8/s1600/IMG_4340.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CUKrDSBLAxw/TVpCJyWPDJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/u2-lNxK4Uq8/s200/IMG_4340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573840224725699730" /></a>but seeing these adorable animals that was rescued by the care takers doing what they do best...<br /><br />Its all worth it.... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5647258205850522865?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-28568618610961292892011-02-12T00:42:00.000-08:002011-02-12T00:55:18.870-08:00It's amazing how internet access has been a necessity in our daily lives...<br />I was alone in my room yesterday with no internet connection whatsoever and a bad tv reception. Then it urges me to re-view old dvds I have and so I choosed to watch this movie again starred by Lindsay Lohan titled Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen....<br /><br />The movie was about a teenager drama queen who wanted to be a star used to live in New York (the city of her dreams)and now when her family move to New Jersey. She faces more challenges in her life but nevertheless all things ends well in the end....<br /><br />I leave you with the quote that captivated me, this was narrated by Lindsay at the last part of the movie.<br /><br />"here's what I'ved learned when you're happy the whole world is New York... and that dreams are important... someday when you're not even looking... they find you...." ( Lola from Teenage Drama Queen)<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wBUNC4R-eIM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2856861861096129289?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-89944355623676330392011-02-04T01:28:00.000-08:002011-02-04T01:46:16.352-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUvKm7O3pPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4uxZSdcyMdk/s1600/baby%2Breading%2Bbooks.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUvKm7O3pPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4uxZSdcyMdk/s200/baby%2Breading%2Bbooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569768134257648882" /></a><br />Doing the Second battle towards finishing my Thesis Proposal...<br /><br /><br />I had my Ipod on Canon D on a replay to set the mood as I was trying to relax even under incessant s-t-r-e-s-s....<br /><br /><br /><br />S - uper<br />T - ired<br />R - eading<br />E - ndless<br />S - cenarios<br />S - eriously<br /><br />haist... didn't seem to work...<br /><br />now I'm having a huffy day.... (>_<)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8994435562367633039?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-12540576138083576382011-02-03T01:18:00.000-08:002011-02-04T01:27:53.746-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUp13NtCcMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/luhZEafUyfA/s1600/pissed%2Boff.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUp13NtCcMI/AAAAAAAAAYg/luhZEafUyfA/s200/pissed%2Boff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569393480628859074" /></a><br /><br />How would you feel if you had an appointment to see a friend... But she didn't informed you, her schedule has suddenly changed... The best part is others knew....<br /><br /><br /><br />except you...<br /><br /><br />grrr.... (>_<)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1254057613808357638?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-57396027902652794762011-01-30T22:51:00.000-08:002011-01-30T23:02:43.186-08:00A little jealousy is cute.... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qHm9MG9xw1o" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />Trust is one of the main ingredient of love.... without it.... <br />Will you still call it love? or selfishness?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5739602790265279476?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-51111756452528456212011-01-30T09:24:00.001-08:002011-01-30T10:10:14.735-08:00Today a very dear friend of mine taught me to make one of these...<br />Good enough to give it to someone special this coming Valentines Day....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUWfGBNlKsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BgkTs025bq4/s1600/164872_198033116876744_100000101705511_834133_4780617_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUWfGBNlKsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BgkTs025bq4/s200/164872_198033116876744_100000101705511_834133_4780617_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568031440066915010" /></a><br /><br />Things that you'll need;<br /><br />Chocolate Bar/Solid Chocolate (you can buy these to any malls or supermarket cost: P85-P122)<br />Chocolate Molder (choose any shapes you want; bear, hearts, etc. cost: P86-P105)<br />2 Cooking Pans (medium size, small size)<br />Spoon/Spatula<br />Lollipop sticks (if required cost: P15-16)<br />Box<br /><br />Follow these simple steps:<br />1. First heat the medium sized pan with water, wait till it boils then place on top the smaller pan with the solid chocolate on...<br />2. Use the spoon or the spatula to stir the chocolate till it melts...<br />3. Prepare the molder, and place the melted chocolate make sure all the space are covered then put it inside the freezer and wait for atleast 30 mins...<br />4. Then, remove the chocolates from the molder and place it in a box, foil, or whatever works for you... Sprinkle it with some love and care... Whoola! your homemade chocolate is ready to serve...<br /><br /><br /><br />Hope it helps you on your journey to make homemade chocolates for your love ones...<br /><br />If you have any questions feel free to email me:<br /><br />unbe_chiq@yahoo.com.sg<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5111175645252845621?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-28149203289732990782011-01-28T21:02:00.000-08:002011-01-28T21:04:49.483-08:00I really don't know what to say on the vid...<br /><br />But, its my first time so give me the credit for it....<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IE9eHIY2SvA" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe><br /><br /><br />Still need to work on my transitions though.... lol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2814920328973299078?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-9229660589806694612011-01-27T23:47:00.000-08:002011-01-28T00:31:40.375-08:00Bombing, crimes, violence, robbing, killings.... etc...<br /><br />Its really devastating to hear any news about this sort of events....<br /><br />The worst part is "its everywhere"....<br /><br />I hate it so much... I wanted to be a "superhero" like-a-superwoman-bitch-kicking-bad-guys-asses..... hahaha... I could even picture out a smoking-hot-costume for it...<br /><br />more like this....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUJ7mbprAcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MiTJbaQFf4w/s1600/megan_fox_is_superwoman.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TUJ7mbprAcI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MiTJbaQFf4w/s200/megan_fox_is_superwoman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567147989571142082" /></a><br /><br />Except I don't have that great body.... lol<br />Going back to senses... My point is, I know there is a way to stop violence and that is to understand the root of it...It always start in the keyword "hatred" once you let this rule over then anything can happen.<br /><br />If you're a cartoon-superhero-fanatic then you know for a fact that the reason why all the villain start because of "revenge"... I guess what I'm trying to say is that anyone can be a victim of it...<br /><br />So I want to encourage everyone to dress like Megan Fox if you have that hot body... lol<br /><br />Kidding... <br /><br />Make sure not to entertain any thoughts of hate... Cause it will make an evil out of you.... remember "too much of anything is bad enough"....<br /><br /><br />So, let's all make love instead.... (that didn't sound right... but you know what I meant.... lol)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-922966058980669461?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-84123409446796386582011-01-25T21:42:00.000-08:002011-01-26T09:46:59.756-08:00<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RVp8MIABS6s?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe><br /><br />I'm trying youtube once more....<br />So I made this video and I choose the song "first love" sung by Jessa Zaragoza to be the background music its the English version of the original composition by Utada Hikaru...<br /><br />Written on the description, I made this video to inspire others to keep their faith in love...I know, as the "V" day is nearly approaching some still have the weariness in their hearts while others are ecstatically waiting for "the one" to come along.<br /><br />I know for a fact that love will always be there to find you.You may not realize it yet but sometimes the love you've been looking for was just in-front of you or for some who thought they already had it and yet still wounded...<br /><br />Love comes when you least expect it to be or it came but you lost the opportunity to let him/her know your feelings for them....<br /><br />Keep the faith... <br /><br />For there will always be reason behind it..."Now" may not be the perfect time for both of you but You will know... "the right time" when everything fall into place....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TT-57W01yoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KFukke3ytw0/s1600/5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TT-57W01yoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/KFukke3ytw0/s200/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566372093843851906" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8412340944679638658?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-6280117884325957632011-01-23T08:14:00.000-08:002011-01-23T08:25:37.575-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTxWQ4BLgRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/k0uQ2QH09RI/s1600/love-proverbs.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTxWQ4BLgRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/k0uQ2QH09RI/s320/love-proverbs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565418087438319890" /></a><br /><br />The feeling of being apart...<br />made you even more closer to my heart....<br /><br />Someday... somewhere....<br /><br />*sigh*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-628011788432595763?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-22888582460670227122011-01-15T08:37:00.000-08:002011-01-15T10:44:15.250-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTHccyWAImI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eX6w-zDlov0/s1600/AstrologicalSignsTarotTable7.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTHccyWAImI/AAAAAAAAAXk/eX6w-zDlov0/s320/AstrologicalSignsTarotTable7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562469401887777378" /></a><br />Here's the new Zodiac and look closely;<br /><br />Capricorn: Jan. 20 - Feb. 16<br />Aquarius: Feb. 16 - March 11<br />Pisces: March 11- April 18<br />Aries: April 18 - May 13<br />Taurus: May 13 - June 21<br />Gemini: June 21 - July 20<br />Cancer: July 20 - Aug. 10<br />Leo: Aug. 10 - Sept. 16<br />Virgo: Sept. 16 - Oct. 30<br />Libra: Oct. 30 - Nov. 23<br />Scorpio: Nov. 23 - Nov. 29<br />Ophiuchus: Nov. 29 - Dec. 17<br />Sagittarius: Dec. 17 - Jan. 20<br /><br /><br />So, here I am trying to embrace my new zodiac sign.... *sigh"<br /><br />C-A-P-R-I-C-O-R-N...... "the goat"<br /><br /><br />Capricorn Characteristics and Capricorn Personality<br /><br />The first time you meet a Capricorn they may appear aloof, but what they really are, is cautious. Their interests are in art, theater, music, and in their own career. Usually they are drawn to people who are intellectually stimulating and they seek a partner who will fit into their realm of life. They prefer to discuss serious subjects, however, will always be there to listen to a problem.<br /><br />People born under the Capricorn Sign appreciate luxury, although, Capricorns don't like splurging to make an impression. They feel that money is a serious issue that spells out security.<br /><br />A Person with the Capricorn Sign tend to be dominating and are not easy to win over. They also expect to be pursued and not be the pursuers. If you're going on a date with this zodiac, make sure you're prompt. If you say you'll be there at a certain time, be there. They are intolerant to people who say something and do something else. If you have a tendency to let your emotions rule you, then you may want to keep looking<br /><br />For someone else, since the Capricorn Astrology can come across as cool and reserved. As they take a common sense approach in almost everything they do, it will be included in their relationship. Capricorns want to be cherished, honored, loved and respected. In return, passion will run deep and you will have a loving lasting relationship.<br /><br />---- This is the closest description of my personality among all the Capricorn-personality-astrologers could ever define....<br /><br /><br />Have you heard about Ophiuchus? <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTHc6ZJTWyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jm1faXVefGo/s1600/Ophiuchuspic.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TTHc6ZJTWyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/jm1faXVefGo/s320/Ophiuchuspic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562469910519700258" /></a>Park Kunkle, an Astronomer who was interviewed in NBC said the addition of Ophiuchus on the Zodiac is because of the Earth's alignment to the sun has changed position over 3,000 years ago. Astronomers have decided it has to be rearranged today.<br /><br />I, on the other-hand was born on the 14th of February. I used to be the most unique, the loyal and the most friendly sign among the stars "the water bearer" the "peculiar one"... "the Aquarius"...<br /><br />Not until, today... but putting my frustration aside I googled Ophiuchus for a while and the name itself scared the crap-out-of-me....<br /><br />"The 13th sign Ophiuchus - The serpent holder"... the serpent holder? <br /><br />Isn't a "serpent" was the representation of Satan in the bible!?.... <br /><br /><br />but,<br /><br />Actually, its one of the 48 constellation described by Ptolemy. Astrologers said they did not included it on the zodiac because they were concerned for the sun travels around Ophiuchus was for only 19 days. It is also considered the only constellation patterned after a man. Strangely, Ophiuchus also represents Imhotep which was according to Egyptian 3rd Dynasty he was second in command under Pharoah Djoser who believed to be the replica of Joseph, "the dreamer" in the bible.<br /><br />Hmmm...... Therefore,<br /><br />My Analysis of this fact perhaps Joseph had save Egypt from the depths of famine at the time which may represent the "serpent" and Joseph carrying the serpent to protect humankind.... Thus, identifying him with Ophiuchus....<br /><br />Such an interesting fact for a bizarre name... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2288858246067022712?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-47984140114562278902011-01-11T19:33:00.000-08:002011-01-15T10:30:27.600-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TS0hyataHsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2Vo_wVt-YYw/s1600/country%2Bme.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TS0hyataHsI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2Vo_wVt-YYw/s320/country%2Bme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561138264919383746" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm starting to love country music these days....<br /><br />So I got a taste of it....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And here's one of the country music that I started to love.... ^_^<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQYNM6SjD_o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQYNM6SjD_o?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4798414011456227890?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-90893497318334350822011-01-09T20:46:00.000-08:002011-01-09T21:13:14.995-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSqUXitugSI/AAAAAAAAAXU/A29bHamxB_8/s1600/silenttreatment7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSqUXitugSI/AAAAAAAAAXU/A29bHamxB_8/s320/silenttreatment7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560419822118797602" /></a><br /><br />by Krystle C., Jack Herrick, Ben Rubenstein, et. al<br /><br /><br /><br />1. Make sure you're not just being paranoid. Sometimes, it's not about you at all. Perhaps he or she is being quiet because someone in his or her family is ill, or is having personal problems. In this case, you shouldn't take it personally. Perhaps back off a little and leave some space. Or not: withdrawing from friends can be a feature of depression, so reaching out may be exactly what your friend needs. But, if you notice that this person is only acting quietly towards you, and not towards others, for an extended period of time, then you may have reason to be concerned.<br /><br />2. Test the waters with a sense of humor. If the person is just in a bad mood (maybe because of something you did, maybe not) you might be able to lighten the mood with a little bit of playfulness.<br /><br />3. Examine if this is a pattern. Has this person done this before? Does s/he try to control or "punish" you in other ways? If so, ask yourself whether this is a relationship you want to maintain. See How to Recognize a Manipulative or Controlling Relationship.<br /><br />4. Question your own behavior. When did the silent treatment start? What happened that day, or in the days just before the behavior changed? Could you have done or said something insensitive? Did something change? Try to understand what could set off the silence. Narrow it down to a few possibilities and try to think of ways you can fix the situation.<br /><br />5. Rehearse what you're going to say. You want to have one conversation and then feel like you said what you needed to say, so plan it ahead of time. It's easy to get nervous and/or defensive, or to come off the wrong way, if you aren't prepared. Close your eyes and imagine you're alone with this person and say out loud what you want to say. Listen to the way you make your statement, and adjust your tone if need be.<br /><br />6. Speak in private. Speak to the person when you're alone and are unlikely to be interrupted.<br /><br />7. Begin by apologizing if you believe you did something to offend or hurt the person, even if you're not sure what it is. Say something like "I'm so sorry if I've done or said something stupid to you."<br /><br />8. Say that you value the friendship. E.g. "I've really enjoyed spending time/working with you." or "Please help me out here, because I appreciate your friendship so much."<br /><br />9. Honestly express how this makes you feel. The cold shoulder is painful to the recipient (you). Let this person know that you do sincerely want to work things through, but if that's not going to happen in the near future, you may not continue "volunteering" to be frozen out. Example: "It really hurts that you're shutting me out, and I wish you would talk to me so we could put this behind us. The reality is that I think about this so much that I can't study or even sleep, so if this continues much longer, I'm going to need to stop waiting and just assume that you do not want to be friends anymore. I don't want to do that, which is why I'm telling you now."<br /><br />10. Be open to whatever s/he has to say. Let him or her know that if there's a problem, you're all ears. It's important to know why s/he is giving you the silent treatment, and s/he probably feels that you deserve this treatment. Moreover, people want to know you understand what you are apologizing for. Paraphrase, make educated guesses: "and that made you feel sad?", and use stories to reach mutual understanding.<br /><br />11. Offer to walk away. After all, a silent treatment indicates that he or she no longer wants to speak with you for whatever reason. If you have tried to discover the problem, but s/he won't share or discuss the reason, there's not much else you can do. At this point, ask directly, "So you just don't want to work this out? You don't want to talk to me or be friends any more?" If the answer is yes, s/he wants you to leave him or her alone, then do so. If s/he says no, or not really, or I'm not sure, then say something like "Okay, well, since you're not ready yet, take some more time. I'm here whenever you feel ready to talk again. I really like being friends and hope we can work this out, but I'll leave it to you to reach out when you're ready to be friends again. I'll be there." Leave the burden of calling or initiating contact to them, so that they can have the space and time that they need.<br /><br />12. Pay attention to your tone. If you did do something to start this, you want to make sure your tone doesn't indicate that you think s/he is being overly sensitive or is acting stupidly. S/he, after all, may feel hurt in some way, and a snide or patronizing tone will only make things worse between you.<br /><br />13. Try only once. This can be the hardest part - after you have apologized and attempted to understand what is going on, you have done your part. Now, it is up to the other person to step up and begin communicating with you. If s/he does not, that is his/her decision. You cannot fix this without cooperation from him/her.<br /><br />14. Pat yourself on the back. Confronting someone takes courage, and you've handled it as best and as maturely as you could! No matter what the final outcome is, you faced up to a problem squarely, made your best effort to resolve it, and accepted the result.<br /><br />Your objective should not be to accuse him/her, or even to defend yourself - rather, it should be to let the person know that <br />(1) you didn't mean to offend or insult, <br />(2) you've tried to understand his or her point of view, <br />(3) if there is a need to address something with you, you agree to hear him or her out fully, and <br />(4) if s/he wants to keep the reasons to him or herself, and end your friendship, you'll respect his or her wishes.<br /><br />If you make the person feel pressured to tell you what's on his or her mind, or if you offer guilt or more coldness in return, you might reinforce the behavior and miss a chance to save the relationship.<br /><br />Keep in mind that no one can be obligated to speak to you. Everyone has the right not to speak to anyone they like. If someone else has made that choice and chooses not to reconsider, your role becomes finding a way to accept that. At some point, it's no longer about the other person. It's now about you finding the maturity to let it be.<br />If you're not sure whether it's the silent treatment, try asking more generically, "You've been a bit quiet lately. Is anything wrong?"<br /><br />Don't feel guilty for failing as a mind reader. You can do your best to understand why this person no longer wants to associate with you, but for him or her to clam up and expect you to figure things out on your own is unrealistic, and exhibits poor communication skills. <br /><br />If s/he keeps giving you the silent treatment every time your relationship hits a bump in the road, and you've made it clear that you're receptive to hearing his/her perspective, then maybe the relationship is better off silent. One who seems to relish nursing a grudge makes for a difficult friend; in the end, friendships are supposed to be a refuge from the storms of life. <br /><br />If this friend is causing storms in your life on a fairly regular basis, it's not something you should "get used to" or put up with. It's something you should nip in the bud early, or accept the fact that you may just need to find friends who are supportive, kind, and communicative instead.<br /><br />If this is happening on a regular basis, it can be a form of emotional abuse. In an abusive relationship, even if you do everything "right," you will never be able to stop the abuse completely.<br /><br />Consult with friends to confirm your perception about this, and ask them if they feel it might just be paranoia on your part.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"> Something I found on the net... </span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Confront-Someone-Who's-Giving-You-the-Silent-Treatment"> Silent Treatment </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-9089349731833435082?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-60210854416894036772011-01-05T10:32:00.000-08:002011-01-05T10:33:58.120-08:00just because.... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBJ2TRkj_ms?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBJ2TRkj_ms?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6021085441689403677?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-32888315529962653792011-01-05T09:18:00.000-08:002011-01-05T09:36:17.145-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSSpY58kZkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dehbyYA1meU/s1600/unknown.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSSpY58kZkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dehbyYA1meU/s320/unknown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558754085418853954" /></a><br />Don't be too good i will miss you. <br />Don't be too caring, I might like you. <br />Don't be too sweet, I might fall. <br />It's hard for me to love you when you won't love me after all...<br /><br /><br />- Unknown<br /><br /><br />The irony of life.... =(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3288831552996265379?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-12648109828225029032011-01-05T09:02:00.000-08:002011-01-05T09:12:49.744-08:00Some of the quotes I collected over the net....<br /><br /><br /><br />I just can't get enough of this Korean Drama Series....<br />I'm lovin' Jan Di and Jun Pyo.... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSSmR2F4ViI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nXpr7-81jkI/s1600/bof.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TSSmR2F4ViI/AAAAAAAAAWI/nXpr7-81jkI/s320/bof.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558750665590199842" /></a><br /><br /><br /><i> “It’s not too late. It would only take one word, if you said that you like me…”<br />– Jun Pyo<br /><br /><br />I like you. No matter how hard I try not to like you, no matter how hard I try to erase you… my efforts are so fruitless to the extent that I get angered by it.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“Throw away your misconception that all good girls want nice guys.” <br />– Ga Eul<br /><br />“You’re not afraid of anything in this world, but when you see a bug you start quivering in fear. Rather than having a single finger broken on your girlfriend, you’re an idiot that thinks it would be better if all your ribs were broken instead. You don’t even know the difference between pride and privacy. You’re so stupid you swear your always right even though you completely mess up every saying in the book. You hate kids but you want to take your son to go see the stars.<br />You want to become a good father. You’re a lonely but affectionate person. That’s exactly who you are. Say it… my name.”<br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“The moment I see your face, it feels like bugs are crawling all over my body” – Jan Di<br /><br />“I can’t promise her anything now. I can’t tell her I’ll always make her laugh, that I’ll make her happy or to trust in me. Being the son of someone like that, being a member of that kind of family — I hate it enough myself so how must she feel? She would of have hated everything she went through already.” <br />– Jun Pyo<br /><br />“Just because you were born male, doesn’t automatically make you a man. Becoming stronger from losing, yielding even though it is unfair, running away even though it’s shameful, overcoming self confidence over time, that’s how one becomes a real man.” <br />– Grandma / Head Maid<br /><br />“I don’t know when it started either. But now, I can’t be without you.” <br />– Ji Hoo<br /><br />“I’d thought that it might be better to send her to you rather than stay with her when I make things so difficult for her. I didn’t even want to imagine it, but if I had to, I thought the other person must be you, that you were the only one it could be. But still, I can’t do it.” <br />– Jun Pyo<br /><br />“This time I realized that you and I are from different worlds. We met as though in a dream, but now it’s time for us to return to our own worlds.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“Children… when in front of what they really want, they don’t hesitate. If they lose it, they know they’ll start crying.” – Ga Eul<br />“After meeting you, there’s only been one thing I wish for — for you to be happy and not cry anymore. I’m afraid that after tomorrow, you won’t be able to smile again.” <br />– Ji Hoo<br /><br />“There’s already someone I love. She’s the first in my life and for the rest of my life, she’ll be the only one. You still want to marry me?” – Jun Pyo<br /><br />I like you. No matter how hard I try not to like you, no matter how hard I try to erase you… my efforts are so fruitless to the extent that I get angered by it.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br /><br />“If everything can be settled by the word sorry, then why would law and police exist?” – Ji Hoo<br /><br />”I stepped back as a friend — I gave up because she was my friend’s girlfriend. I gave you a chance up till the end. I’m not going to hold back anymore.” – Ji Hoo<br /><br />“I haven’t lost to you and I am not running away either. You’re the worst person I’ve ever met. I’m leaving because I don’t wish to connect the ones I love to you. I’m just sorry that I can’t save the one person I love the most from you.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“If it were me, I’d spend the time looking for my soulmate — although I’m not even sure stuff like that exists.” <br />– Yi Jung<br /><br />“Guys don’t do things for no reason in front of the girl they like. There’s always a reason. I’m speaking from experience, so you can trust me.” <br />– Ji Hoo<br /><br />“It’s not too late. It would only take one word, if you said that you like me…” <br />– Jun Pyo<br /><br />“Good shoes take you to good places” <br />- Seo Hyun<br /><br />“Yeah, I’m a woman. Can’t a commoner be a woman too? My family, my looks and my brains suck, I know. Even if you didn’t point it out so clearly, I already know. Got it, punk?” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“I hope you will change your thinking that commoners’ pride can be bought with money. People’s hearts can’t be bought either. You don’t know that, do you? But he knows that now.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“I don’t know anything about him. But I know how special you are to him. He looks so sad to me, but there are times when he smiles, warmly enough to melt the heart of anyone who sees. You’re the only one who can make him smile. If you leave like this, he may not smile again.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />”If you two break up, I’m going to feel so wronged I’ll die. So if you want to split up, you have to report to me and get my approval.” <br />– Jae Kyung<br /><br />-“You do this every time. Whenever I try to get closer, you trample my heart like it’s nothing. Do I still mean so little to you?” <br />– Jun Pyo<br /><br />“I came to find your heart. I didn’t lose it on purpose.” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“If the person you love is suffering because of you, can you let her go?” <br />– Ji Hoo<br /><br />“One, I don’t mess with nice girls. Two, I don’t mess with foolish girls. Three, I absolutely don’t mess with girls connected with my friends. You know all three apply to you, don’t you? My answer is no.” <br />– Yi Jung<br /><br />“It’s not a dream. If it were, it wouldn’t have been so painful. After sending you off, I realized that I’d done nothing all this time. When I came to my senses, you were on the plane. So it’s not a dream. Because you’re in front of me now.” <br />– Ji Hoo<br /><br />“Can you hear me? While you’ve been away, I’ve thought of you every day — but why do I only remember us fighting? Still, isn’t it odd? I only remember us fighting and getting mad all the time, but when I think about you, I laugh. You’re okay, right? When are you going to come back and fight with me?” <br />– Jan Di<br /><br />“Idiot. Stupid. Double-digit-IQ dummy. How could I do that when you were captured? I’d rather get all my ribs broken than let them damage one of your fingers. But still, why did you rush in when I was letting them beat the hell out of me? What if something happened?” <br />– Jun Pyo </i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1264810982822502903?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-26634193164140688992011-01-02T07:42:00.000-08:002011-01-02T07:46:39.673-08:00A new journey awaits....<br /><br />I longed for a smooth sailing....<br /><br /><br />Here's to the new year...<br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ut1QmIpyi8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ut1QmIpyi8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2663419316414068899?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-54278533051243474322010-12-21T09:21:00.000-08:002010-12-21T09:23:28.107-08:00My Music of the Month....<br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hzN3Xrv47M?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hzN3Xrv47M?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />My Most Favourite Christmas song ever..... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-5427853305124347432?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-80260635389453933152010-12-20T10:04:00.000-08:002010-12-20T10:29:46.032-08:00Numbness consume me...<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/273eSvOwpKk?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><br />Love never dies a natural death.It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TQ-giut8N9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XU0QFWGmP68/s1600/sad%2Bgirl.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TQ-giut8N9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XU0QFWGmP68/s320/sad%2Bgirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552833384087828434" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8026063538945393315?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-86670282758337917882010-10-12T15:45:00.000-07:002010-10-12T15:52:47.342-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TLTlU5pf_MI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rlBcvM2wlwE/s1600/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TLTlU5pf_MI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rlBcvM2wlwE/s320/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527294789925469378" /></a><br />LoVe NoteS by joe d'Mango<br /><br />Love don't give us the promise of forever, but having faith on it makes us believe that there is.<br /><br />Love is not a one-shot deal that you have to get right at first. You will always make mistakes and find your ideal partner. Love is also a process of finding your way, finding the right one.<br /><br />The greatest mistake we'll make in a relationship is when we look at somebody else other than our partner to satisfy our emotional and physical needs. The second mistake is when we consciously allow ourselves to be the object of these emotional and physical desires.<br /><br />We can never be certain of our relationships because not all of them are built to last our lifetime. <br /><br />We have to constantly nurture it so it can grow and we can grow old with it.<br /><br />In the midst of despair, pain, and sorrow, someone comes in our life and gives us strength to believe in life again. The love they give us gives us a blind faith that helps us believe in ourselves again, that we can make our dreams come true.<br /><br />Love can be the best thing that will ever happen to you. More often than not, your lover is also your bestfriend, one who will stand by you through thick and thin.<br /><br />Most ordinary relationships begin and most of them continue as forms of mutual exploitation, a mental or physical barter, to be terminated when one or both parties run out of goods. The truth is you will not run out of goods if you believe you won't.<br /><br />People cannot change who you really are. You just have to tell them and be honest about the real person behind you. You cannot hide in your cloak of deception forever. You deserve to be happy just by being yourself.<br /><br />A relationship is a two way street. It's never all your fault or the other person's. You go into the relationship together and work thorugh it all together. And remember, the best relationship is one w/c your love for each other exceeds your need for each other.<br /><br />When we begin to put so much weight on what others feel and think about our relationships, we become distracted and lose our own perception of our partners.<br /><br />If you choose to fight for love, then you should be prepared to face the consequences and risk associated with it. But if you choose to follow tradition over the dictate of your heart the you also have to be prepared to lose someone you love.<br /><br />Let us always remember that, in the end it is not how much love we have received that would count, but how much love we have given and how much more we are willing to give even without the promise of earning it back.<br /><br />We constantly have to make an extra effort to make others feel that they are important to us and the small things they do are appreciated. The greatness of a relationship is built on the foundation of small acts of kindess, love and compassion.<br /><br />Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life at this moment, they are precisely the ones you need in your life at this moment. There is a purpose and meaning behind all events, and this purpose and meaning develops you as a person and as a lover.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8667028275833791788?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-34342445370143978922010-10-10T19:56:00.000-07:002010-10-10T20:11:40.802-07:00Love Qoutes<br /><br />Ang tenga kapag pinagdikit korteng puso...<br />Extension ng puso ang tenga, kaya kapag marunog kang makinig, marunong kang magmahal,<br /><br />Pag di ka mahal ng taong mahal mo, wag kang magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka. Kaya quits lng.<br /><br />Kung hindi mo mahal and isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya..<br /><br />Ang babae, nirerespeto, inaalagaan!Hindi yan PSP na bubunutin mo lang sa bulsa pag gusto mo ng paglaruan.Hindi yan IPOD na papakinggan mo lang kapag wala kang libangan.At hindi yan RED HORSE na pwede mong laklakin hanggang madaling-araw.Ang babae, marami mang arte sa katawan, hindi yan gadget para kolektahin at paglaruan.<br /><br />Pakawalan mo yung mga bagay na nakakasakit sayo kahit pinasasaya ka nito. Wag mong hintayin yung araw na sakit nalang ang nararamdaman mo at iniwan ka na ng kasiyahan mo.<br /><br />Kapag pinag-aagawan ka malang maganda o gwapo ka. Sumama ka sa mabuti, hindi sa mabait. Sa marunong hindi sa matalino. Sa mahal ka, hindi sa gusto ka.<br /><br />Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin<br />ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo.<br />Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang<br />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<br />mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso,<br />utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo,<br />kundi IKAW mismo!<br /><br />Ang pag ibig Parang elevator lang yan, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo<br />kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin.<br /><br />Kung maghihintay ka nang ng lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay<br />mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din<br /><br />Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawakan ng<br />iba. "<br /><br />Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang.<br /><br />Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."<br /><br />Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na<br />araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang.<br /><br />makakapili ka ng lugar na uupuan mo, pero hindi mo mapipili ang ang taong uupo satabi mo...<br />ganyan ang senaryo sa bus.. Ganyan din ang pag-ibig .. Lalong di mo kontrolado kung kailan sya bababa<br /><br />paano mo makikita yung para sayo kung ayaw mong tantanan yang pinipilit mong maging iyo<br /><br />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.<br /><br />Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sayo. Gamitin ang utak<br />para alagaan ang sarili mo<br /><br />Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag<br />natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila<br /><br />kung dalawa mahal mo piliin mo ung pangalawa.. kc di ka naman mag mamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga ung una.<br /><br />kung sa tingin mo naloko mo ako.. nag kakamali ka.. kc ikaw ang naloko ko..pinaniwala kita na naloko mo ako...<br />Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa.<br /><br />Bakit ka magpaparamdam sa taong hindi marunong makaramdam? Wag kang magpakatanga, sa taong hindi marunong magpahalaga. Matuto kang sumuko at mang-iwan, kung lagi ka namang sinasaktan.<br />Imbis na magtanong ka ng "Hindi pa ba sapat?" Bakit hindi mo na lang kalimutan ang lahat? Kung alam mong binabalewala ka na, tanggapin mong nagsasawa na sya.Wag kang magpadala sa salitang "sorry" at "ayokong mawala ka" kung totoo yun,patunayan nya<br /><br />Minsan hindi rin naman talaga ginusto ng mga taong minahal naten ang saktan tayo. Hindi naman nila sinasadyang iwan tayo para sa bagong dumating. Minsan kailangan natin tanggapin na sa paniniwala nila, mas mahal nila yun. Ganun lang naman talaga, dun sila kung saan sila masaya. Ganun din naman siguro ang gagawin natin, kung tayo ang nasa sitwasyon di ba? Lahat tayo mararanasang AGAWIN, MANG-AGAW at MAAGAWAN. Pana-panahon lang yan.<br /><br />ang pinakamirap na parte ng paglayo sa taong hindi ka kayang mahalin ay ang katotohanang hindi ka nya hahabolin<br /><br />-lahat yan galing ke bob ong!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3434244537014397892?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-64088290176777681522010-10-09T08:44:00.000-07:002010-10-09T08:46:30.234-07:00I have 2 favourite song for this month....<br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />Bruno Wars - Just the way you are<br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3samZDs0ak?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3samZDs0ak?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />So big - Iyaz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6408829017677768152?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-45823020401647689752010-09-27T18:32:00.000-07:002010-09-27T18:33:39.961-07:00Just love this song.... Something with the melody... ^_^<br /><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxpPtfabwkQ?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxpPtfabwkQ?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-4582302040164768975?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-67856318611332105552010-09-07T21:06:00.000-07:002010-09-07T21:11:35.147-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAHRuCAlwg8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IAHRuCAlwg8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />To someone I surely miss who like this song very much... ^_^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-6785631861133210555?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-26444281373087659062010-08-23T17:54:00.000-07:002010-08-23T17:57:06.445-07:00Mendoza: He only proves that he is a disgrace to this country and PNP was right to dismissed him of his position...<br /><br />So called S.W.A.T team: Poor Crisis Management. I hate it. 5 hostages had to die before a sniper get involved?<br /><br />HK Nationals: Mere tourists who believed Philippines is one good place to bring children.....Thanks to Mendoza he immensely promoted tourism is not a good investment in our country.... grr......<br /><br /><br />BUT<br /><br /><br />Hate doesn't destroy hate - only love does....<br /><br />Darkness cannot be destroyed by Darkness but only LOVE can....<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BWf-eARnf6U?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BWf-eARnf6U?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2644428137308765906?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-36880299454878658152010-08-15T18:42:00.001-07:002010-08-15T19:02:02.585-07:00<object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/nV7wuv4IaXo/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nV7wuv4IaXo?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nV7wuv4IaXo?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />Concrete Angel lyrics<br />Songwriters: Bentley, Stephanie; Crosby, Rob;<br /><br />She walks to school with the lunch she packed<br />Nobody knows what she's holding back<br />Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday<br />She hides the bruises with the linen and lace, oh<br /><br />The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask<br />It's hard to see the pain behind the mask<br />Bearing the burden of a secret storm<br />Sometimes she wishes she was never born<br /><br />Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone<br />In a world that she can't rise above<br />But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place<br />Where she's loved concrete angel<br /><br />Somebody cries in the middle of the night<br />The neighbors hear but they turn out the light<br />A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate<br />When morning comes it will be too late<br /><br />Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone<br />In a world that she can't rise above<br />But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place<br />Where she's loved concrete angel<br /><br />A statue stands in a shaded place<br />An angel girl with an upturned face<br />A name is written on a polished rock<br />A broken heart that the world forgot<br /><br />Through the wind and the rain she stands hard as a stone<br />In a world that she can't rise above<br />But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place<br />Where she's loved concrete angel<br /><br /><br /><br /><i> I love this song and I thank Martina Mcbride for this one </i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3688029945487865815?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-11542220121227815892010-08-09T16:57:00.000-07:002010-08-09T17:35:10.938-07:00It's 7:57 am in my clock, ate my breakfast and had my medicines was not feeling well this past few days despite well rested weekends. The lingering thoughts and the memories of unwanted past and the bad weather altogether made it worst. But, anyhow I was able to manage myself and made it through the night... It's the time of the year again... I hate the funny feeling of the gloomy weather brings but somehow I felt contentment inside my heart knowing I made the right decision.<br /><br />I was hurt and the wounds have already healed but it left a deep scar and serve as a mark of the pain it caused.. Its been 5 years now, a lot has changed I have grown tremendously from my knowledge to my weight <i> (lol..) </i> I can say "I have learned to forgive" but <i> I.... will never forget. </i><br /><br />and for that here is my Music of the Month....<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/uelHwf8o7_U/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uelHwf8o7_U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1154222012122781589?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-26867282686381468472010-06-14T21:27:00.000-07:002010-06-14T21:35:21.745-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TBcCzfsfN6I/AAAAAAAAAT8/hwMUgySxaj8/s1600/MyHeart.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TBcCzfsfN6I/AAAAAAAAAT8/hwMUgySxaj8/s320/MyHeart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482854155051546530" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />"The Most Beautiful Heart" - Author UnknownShare<br /> Tuesday, January 26, 2010 at 2:58am<br /><br /><br /><br />One day ayoung man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.<br /><br />Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, " Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine?" The crowd and the young man looed at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in it, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing. <br /><br />The people stared. "How can he say his heart is more beautiful?" they thought. The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "you must be joking", he said. "Compare your heart with mine; mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears." <br /><br /><br /><br />"Yes," the old man replied. "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love. I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart. But because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish. They remind me of the love we shared.<br /><br />Sometimes, I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people, too, and hope someday they may return and fill the space. So now do you see what true beauty is?"<br /><br />The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect, young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in hs heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound of the young man's heart. it fitted, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.<br /><br />The young man looked at his heart not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.<br /><br /><br /><i> Everyday God uses our friends to speak his word, Thanks to Joyce for this one </i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2686728268638146847?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-17224220436967805692010-06-13T18:58:00.000-07:002010-06-13T19:09:55.304-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TBWOtriMrnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/y8P2P0iNlDw/s1600/IMG_2025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nO7PLQBRtng/TBWOtriMrnI/AAAAAAAAAT0/y8P2P0iNlDw/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482445036824866418" /></a> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><i> Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, <br />That saved a wretch like me. <br />I once was lost but now am found, <br />Was blind, but now I see. </> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyFxArMeRDI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyFxArMeRDI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-1722422043696780569?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-83162351024327836782010-05-16T17:29:00.000-07:002010-05-16T17:36:10.739-07:00I hate this Month....<br /><br />I lost something valuable and I just started hating everyone....<br /><br /><br />My Music of the Month<br /><br />Look What You Have Done<br />by: Jet<br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XD1cxSE25ck&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XD1cxSE25ck&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-8316235102432783678?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-34532468194424015962010-05-08T20:22:00.000-07:002010-05-08T20:31:07.114-07:00Since the past few days... <br />I have been missing My Mom so much....<br />Sometimes I wished she's still here...<br />to hug her and wish her Happy Mother's Day....<br /><br /><br />Not many people knows this but every time it's my Mom's birthday I buy her gifts but if its Mother's day I'll make something extra special for her... <br /><br />Like this....<br /><br /><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ecff918bb55999a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" 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<div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"><div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;">&nbsp;</div></div><p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;">Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural lead, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate.<br><br><b><a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/personality_quiz_1" style="color: blue;">Personality Quiz</a><br><a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;">Take More Quizzes</a></b></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-364135000884810321?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-31000629507582406532010-04-28T00:10:00.000-07:002010-04-28T00:11:58.651-07:00Heard this from a friend....<br /><br /><br />Unexpected thing happened today....<br /><br /><br />I just *sigh* brings back sad memories.... <br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFtaSNiGWuc&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFtaSNiGWuc&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3100062950758240653?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-34217493295367574492010-04-17T12:39:00.001-07:002010-04-17T12:41:54.703-07:00Hits after Hits.... <br />The new era is good for Lady Gaga... <br /> <br /> <br />Here's My Music of the Month... <br /> <br /> <br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVBsypHzF3U&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVBsypHzF3U&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <span style="font-style:italic;"> Stop...... Telephoning me....</span><span style="font-style:italic;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-3421749329536757449?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-733407846319652672010-04-10T12:24:00.001-07:002010-04-10T12:27:11.229-07:00I never knew I'll be seeing this on my status again...<br /><br />but if this is life....<br /><br />Then, I'm willing to take it.....<br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEeYz1m1FI4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEeYz1m1FI4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-73340784631965267?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302071937285009717.post-25201568322250295372010-04-07T16:22:00.000-07:002010-04-07T16:52:59.183-07:00As the May Elections are coming the truth about each Presidential candidate starts to emerged. I can't help to just stare and listen blindly to all the facts I'm hearing about all the lies and all the emotions that was distorted believing he was what he perceive in his ads and in his numerous campaigns. I never liked Manny Villar, whether he was actually poor or not. Using the poor to show sentiments so the mass media will vote for him is truly questionable in the beginning. How much money did he waste for his thousand ads and campaigns? Aren't the people doubting? He's face is everywhere. I even recall seeing his ads after watching one of the music videos in youtube? That's youtube.... When I google I saw his face on some sites that was most visited... and yes his ads is on Google... Only one of the most riches host sites in the world wide web.... How much is he spending? he's not even the President yet but he show no values on spending his own money how much more will he value ours? Watch this video... Proof that Manny Villar's brother didn't die of poverty opposing to his earlier statements.<br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fg2HHoGn6ho&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fg2HHoGn6ho&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302071937285009717-2520156832225029537?l=chikoscime.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mhelaiciouzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17236958299246279840noreply@blogger.com0