<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:43:58.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E-merika</title><subtitle type='html'>This is how my mom pronounce America! It is so funny and I cant stop thinking about her when I hear this. Now Im here sa AMERICA it kills me because I hear this word everyday.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-8657918857834897593</id><published>2008-04-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:38:41.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>american idol does mariah carey</title><content type='html'>America is going wild with mariah carey. Touch my body is all over the air wave. It also dominated the tv shows. Mariah strolled her new body in Oprah. She entered the stage like a victoria secret model making the old lady look terrible. Oprah might be thinking damn this lady, she might not be eating... Really a complete transformation like coming out in a cocoon in a more desiring and sensual lady. An emancipated butterfly to the second power. I hopefully inspired overweight people (like me huhuhuhu) to get their ass in to shape and get healthy. I myself want to start eating artichokes and hit that treadmill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her album is called E=mc2. As a fan of her music, I can say it has undeniably adjusted to the sound of new rap and pop music. She has adopted to suit the taste of new younger audience and hopefully extend her fan base. Let's see if she keeps up with Rhianna and granny Madonna- who also released her album weeks ago (received sourly though). She has nothing to prove but damn she's doing a good job in giving everyone a good music. Im listening the tracks right now and just downloaded it in my ipod. I may say, this album is sizzling hot. It has not only raised her musicality to the second power but I feel that all the tracks will exponentially get to the top of the charts all the way. Ok that's too much! Well hell ya.. i simply like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American idol does her songs this tuesday night. David archuletta and syesha mercado impressed me of doing justice with her songs. I will be truly shocked if they land on bottom 3 tom night. David cook did a superb arrangement of "You always be my baby". I dig the arrangement but im not feeling the emotion. Sorry im not jumping on my feet like randy jackson. Brooke white murdered the song "HERO". Jason, I didnt recognized what he sang until the chorus part. It didnt work for me. Kristy lee cook sang one of my favorite song. She deserved to stay. She's fucking hot. Let's keep watching and see who's the next person to be on top of the charts like Mariah, who just kicked Elvis out ot the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-8657918857834897593?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/8657918857834897593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=8657918857834897593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/8657918857834897593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/8657918857834897593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2008/04/american-idol-does-mariah-carey.html' title='american idol does mariah carey'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-1868710926623939450</id><published>2008-04-15T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:29:34.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye by mariah carey</title><content type='html'>This is the new single of mariah carey. My lolo and lola's memories keep coming back. Im just holding tears here sa office. No Im not a cry baby..&lt;br /&gt;noo.. i think bye bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put you hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;you will never say bye.&lt;br /&gt;[No no no]&lt;br /&gt;Momma's, daddy’s, sister’s, brother’s, &lt;br /&gt;friends, and cousins. &lt;br /&gt;This is for my people’s who lost their&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers &lt;br /&gt;lift your head up to the sky &lt;br /&gt;cause we will never say bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, there were them times &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t get it, but you kept me alive &lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know &lt;br /&gt;why you didn’t show up Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;on Sunday mornings&lt;br /&gt;And I missed you, but i'm glad we talked through &lt;br /&gt;All them grownful things, separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it, you never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Because you loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say &lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today &lt;br /&gt;face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I can hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like &lt;br /&gt;I wish I can talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume that you've reached a better place&lt;br /&gt;And still I’d give&lt;br /&gt;The world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;Me right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;But it's like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye-bye..&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye-bye-bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never got a chance to see&lt;br /&gt;How good I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me &lt;br /&gt;Back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you use to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;Or the teddy bear u gave me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong, &lt;br /&gt;You make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;Its so hard to except the fact you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I can hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like this&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume you've reached a better place &lt;br /&gt;And still I'd give&lt;br /&gt;The world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;Me right here, next to you&lt;br /&gt;Feels like you're gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the hardest thing to do is say&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye-bye..&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye Bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye Bye- bye-bye-bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put you hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;you will never say bye.&lt;br /&gt;[No no no]&lt;br /&gt;Momma‘s, daddy’s, sister’s, brother’s, &lt;br /&gt;friends, and cousins. &lt;br /&gt;This is for my people’s who lost their&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers &lt;br /&gt;lift your head up to the sky &lt;br /&gt;cause we will never say bye, bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I can hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;[I never knew it]&lt;br /&gt;And everyday [ everyday I wish that I]&lt;br /&gt;life goes on like this [ I wish, I wish]&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can talk to you for a while&lt;br /&gt;[I wish]&lt;br /&gt;Miss you but I try not to cry&lt;br /&gt;[I wish]&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;[as time goes bye]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume that you've reached a better place..&lt;br /&gt;I’d still give the world to see your face..&lt;br /&gt;and me right here, next to you..&lt;br /&gt;and the hardest thing to do.. &lt;br /&gt;is say..&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye…………&lt;br /&gt;its hard to say &lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;So Come on&lt;br /&gt;Somebody sing it with me&lt;br /&gt;wave your hands up high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is for my peoples that &lt;br /&gt;just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;This is for everybody&lt;br /&gt;Just lift your head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Cause we will never say bye-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QH4S6tDL4RU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QH4S6tDL4RU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-1868710926623939450?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-4076317002494077865</id><published>2008-04-11T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:05:02.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>This has been hell of a month. Just right before the flowers bloom for spring here comes the breakout of zits on my face to remind everyone that this guy is so stressed out. I have to make extra effort to wrap-up things in my work and although it is not extraordinary, it seems to be so exhausting. I already adjusted on the pace that it seems nothing is to be pronto. I sometimes have to remind myself that there is such thing as deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading Tuesday with Morrie. It's so popular that I got the book not in a bookstore but on a grocery (Ralph's -  of course with 30% discount). I heard so much about this book during my college years and I never paid attention because hmmpp..  because its not exciting. Well my intinct is correct. It's an inspirational slash philosophical book. But dont get me wrong. I love this book. Actually, I recommend this to all. There are only few books/articles that I read and actually love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly there is this guy named, Randy Pausch i watched in youtube giving his "LAST LECTURE". If you have an hour to spare, watch the lecture and you'll be amazed how childhood dreams are so important.  What's the connect with Tuesday with Morrie and Randy Pausch? Watch it and you'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-4076317002494077865?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/4076317002494077865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=4076317002494077865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/4076317002494077865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/4076317002494077865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2008/04/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-908205232595059353</id><published>2008-01-20T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:13:17.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>humor or humiliation</title><content type='html'>well the first week of american idol was a blast. I had so much fun. I love AUDITION weeks! These are the times to see what Americans has to offer in music industry. The diversity and number of people auditioning is just amazing. Everyone is called but few are chosen. Because only few people has a really genuine talent. But this video is a sure talent. Whether people sees this as a humiliation as a Filipino but for me this is entertainment. This is a show! let's just have fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am your brother, your bestfriend forever. Singing the songs, the music that you like..We are brothers til the end of time. Together or not you are always in my heart. You hurt your feelings and you will reign no more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together now... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuH0v7GIIwI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuH0v7GIIwI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-908205232595059353?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/908205232595059353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=908205232595059353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/908205232595059353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/908205232595059353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2008/01/humor-or-humiliation.html' title='humor or humiliation'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-520119131584834283</id><published>2007-10-06T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:09:30.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camera or camcorder?</title><content type='html'>It was only last year that my only dilemma in choosing a camera is finding which mega pixel is the best. Now I just realized that having great pictures demands very sophisticated camera. In Japan taking still shot in their very stylish high tech camera is so in. Lens were reinvented to take the most demanding shots like firework displays (hanabi). The shutter speed and exposure in the camera develops very clear image. Adding to its convenience is making negative film obsolete by introducing memory cards and portable memory device. Now you can take more than 300 shots and upload in your computer instantly. Technology truly grew so fast that even me can keep up with the new innovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However due to the birth of of youtube, camcorders here in US became so popular. Now I am considering buying a High definition camcorder. Not only you can record video in high def but you can take also still shots. yahoo! I love digital world. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;The problem is because of so many camcorders in the market choosing the best means a lot of research. Not only you want to get the best value in your money but getting a device that satisfies your lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gonna google right now. As of the moment canon hv20 is on the top of my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-520119131584834283?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/520119131584834283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=520119131584834283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/520119131584834283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/520119131584834283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/10/camera-or-camcoder.html' title='camera or camcorder?'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-5454215243084819653</id><published>2007-09-10T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:57:16.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kaya pa!</title><content type='html'>It so hard! Di ko na kaya! Ang hirap ng lahat lahat nasa balikat mo. Parang walang ng hangin. Parang walang ng panahon para mapahinga namn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im on my mid-20 but it feels huge responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is on his 2nd hospital. He suffered a mild stroke and now recuperating in Makati Med. I dont know how I much more I can take. I always pray that I hope the Lord wont give me too much cross. But I know this wont last. I believe and I have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my mom is in deep shit. I am the only one she can lean on. In times of difficulties I am always the one who holds the answer. Fuck shit. It doesnt mean that since Im in the US, I have tons of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's to blame? I blame them partly. They didnt plan their life well. Filipino parents trust their life to their kids when they get old. WATFUCK! They should have saved. Where's the savings? Insurance. OMG! Mark my word, when I get old, I have money to get a heart bypass operation. I wont trust it to my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana matapos na to. Habang dumadaan ang araw, parang bumibigat lalo. Di ako c superman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD thank you for all. Help me in this very low part of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-5454215243084819653?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/5454215243084819653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=5454215243084819653&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5454215243084819653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5454215243084819653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/09/kaya-pa.html' title='kaya pa!'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-273819434210781744</id><published>2007-07-23T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:22:01.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach me</title><content type='html'>i love this song.. Havent heard a cool sound in a while. Ive been listening to this radio station and they always play this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dh418O5SbP0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dh418O5SbP0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent last night in YM with Anne, who is one my close friend way back in my HS years. She told me not to be afraid of loving again. Ive been contemplating if im really afraid or my heart just forgot how to feel in love again. I hope someone will Teach me again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-273819434210781744?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/273819434210781744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=273819434210781744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/273819434210781744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/273819434210781744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/07/teach-me.html' title='Teach me'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-4503814028900137069</id><published>2007-06-28T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:03:43.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn this is hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/STwXBnoyvKM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/STwXBnoyvKM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this youtube. I think my pants gonna explode. Hot hot hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-4503814028900137069?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/4503814028900137069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=4503814028900137069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/4503814028900137069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/4503814028900137069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn-this-is-hot.html' title='Damn this is hot'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-5937965152967988658</id><published>2007-06-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T16:15:41.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Native Tongue</title><content type='html'>I was so mad about the suggestion I read at our company magazine. Some asshole suggests to stop using native tongue during office hours. He said English should be the only medium to be used in communicating. Let me put it here verbatim and let me show you how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;horrendous&lt;/span&gt; and how discriminatory his remarks are. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt; the text is too long so I rather summarized it. The point is can we use English in every conversation as a sign of courtesy to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very controversial issue especially on highly diverse company where you have Asians, Mexicans, Americans and some Europeans. It is likely that people of the same ethnicity will speak on their native tongues not because they are rude but because it is easier for them and they find it more efficient. I agree however that there should be limitations and some degree of courtesy must be observed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself speak to my Filipino co-worker in Tagalog even though I am fluent in English. Filipinos have some style in work that are unique and speaking in Tagalog is one of them. It has soul and heart whenever we converse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inTagalog&lt;/span&gt;. When we talk in English with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kababayan&lt;/span&gt; it kinna sound too formal or the element of being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kababayan&lt;/span&gt; is lost.  So, it is very seldom you'll see both filipino speaking in english dito sa US.... Meron nag-eenglish syempre pero mas marami pag nalaman pinoy, magtatagalog yan. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifying the limitations is important nonetheless. We choose to speak in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; during meeting and discussions with clients. This is why we were hired in the first place. We are talented and can speak fluent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;. So it is our job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have we resolved the issue then? I agree with the respond of the editor of our company paper. The diversity of the company is one of the reason of its success. Speaking in one's language is inevitable but should be practiced in courteous way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sidepoint&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Madaldal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; kc &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kaming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pinagbabawalan&lt;/span&gt; mag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chikahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tagalog&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-5937965152967988658?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/5937965152967988658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=5937965152967988658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5937965152967988658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5937965152967988658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/06/native-tongue.html' title='Native Tongue'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-1058430561693741284</id><published>2007-06-10T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:33:45.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadal beats Federer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;De ja vu! Nadal over powers again Federer grabbing him to have a calendar grand slam this year. The Spaniard dominated the whole game only a short hiccups during the second set. Federer's graceful strokes showed insufficient to strong forehand of Nadal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all the game was enjoyable. Let's see what happens to Wimbledon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmzChHEdo4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SILziWAwbt4/s1600-h/nadal.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074644754228945794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmzChHEdo4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SILziWAwbt4/s200/nadal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-1058430561693741284?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/1058430561693741284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=1058430561693741284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/1058430561693741284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/1058430561693741284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/06/nadal-beats-federer.html' title='Nadal beats Federer'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmzChHEdo4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/SILziWAwbt4/s72-c/nadal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-262344297229822771</id><published>2007-06-09T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:58:27.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got A DVR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now i have no reason to miss a show. But of course i have to be aware that the show is on. Little things to reward myself. Selfish. If that's the only reason i'll be happy, i wont have second thoughts. I had a pizza and buffalo wings after realising that living to the fullest is not a bad idea. Queen Latiffa in her movie-- Last Holiday which i watched ON demand regrets of expanding her possibilities in to realities a little bit too late. But there is no such thing as never too late. Not until your dead of course. Having most satisfying meal or your extravagant clothes are the things that made her happy. So be it! But of course those are the things that she doesnt have. Being happy is satisfying all what you need and feeding your ego. In philosophy there are levels of happiness. Being happy is accepting you dont need anything else and your are satisfied. Happiness that money cant buy. Sounds like a credit card ad but its true. For now, I, not happy. Because i dont have what I want. I want more. More than you can imagine. Not only tangible things but also intagible. But since I'm young, I am settling for tangible things first. Im gettin myself an I-phone! even if cost me fortune... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmuE13Edo3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qKoBaryW2M8/s1600-h/iphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074295466013598578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmuE13Edo3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qKoBaryW2M8/s200/iphone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-262344297229822771?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/262344297229822771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=262344297229822771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/262344297229822771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/262344297229822771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/06/got-dvr.html' title='Got A DVR'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_A8p8QLahrp4/RmuE13Edo3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qKoBaryW2M8/s72-c/iphone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-7916740617837435251</id><published>2007-06-04T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:50:32.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since i last posted my blog here. I feel rusty on using words to express what I feel.  I formally completed the four season here in US. Summer- Fall- Winter and Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer na nman so one cycle na... Meaning I already spent a year here. Ok.. Help me review the cute and memorable things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time to spend Christmas away from home. Im blessed though I have cousins and relatives in San Jose. The bus trip via Greyhound is excruciating. I will never ride a bus for a long trips again. But I will certainly come back. Sana I'll have a chance to visit Golden Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Too much work. Do I need to elaborate. I started with plain piece of paper. Now P&amp;ID and datasheets are issued for design. They are actually buying the equipment. HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;This is such a good feeling... pero nakakatakot din.. baka sumabog design ko! hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends from houston spent their spring here in LA. NAg disney at universal.&lt;br /&gt;Total chaos sa apartment. But I enjoyed it. I miss people jumping here sa apartment. Its better than just me and my roomate... seating and watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies, Popcorn and more movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wont miss Spiderman3, shrek etc.. wonderful movies this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs... ipod and more itunes. I promised to walk 30 mins around sa park for cardio and weight loss. My ipod keeps my rythm and makes my brisk walk more enjoyable. cant wait for iphone! Hope they release it na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPS.. visa.. H1B .. Green card. I'm so blessed this year. I thank the lord and my family for all the prayers. Got approved with my H1B. It means I will have a working visa and be absorbed in Technip as a regular employee. Next is green card! Pero Pinoy pa rin ako! Sori I'll be balimbing pero nothing can take that away from me. My allegiance might be from two countries but my heart is still sa Pinas. Frustrating nga lang sa tin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my own car, apartment, tv, phone, laptop.. In a year... Thank you Lord for all the blessings!&lt;br /&gt;(di pa bayad ang kotse and share sa apartment not owned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, more friends, mga bata, berdey, binyag...&lt;br /&gt;More party.. more calories from kare2, menudo and bbq. Pinoy love to eat! Certainly pinoy gathers sa park to celebrate bday etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dami pala nangyari.. So many things that happened and it seems kahapon lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baka di ko malayan pauwi na ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanong ni Ate K: " Happy ka na ba dito?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded with great optimism. I love LA. This is a beautiful city. Love the weather. Love the weather. Love the convenience. Love the opportunity. One thing is missing though. One person that i will love and will love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cheesy.. cg ciao..&lt;br /&gt;tulog na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next blog na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe ibang topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french open&lt;br /&gt;wimbledon&lt;br /&gt;denjing (search this sa blogger- she's funny)&lt;br /&gt;or places that I visited&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-7916740617837435251?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/7916740617837435251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=7916740617837435251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7916740617837435251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7916740617837435251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/06/been-while.html' title='been a while'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-2677306737546339483</id><published>2007-01-07T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T21:07:36.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>It took me three movies to realize that this new year means a brand new start.&lt;br /&gt;It's been cranky and so busy for me. And I think it would be the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; cranky and super&lt;br /&gt;hectic for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent by the way Christmas in San Jose. Almost San Francisco but not. It's near Silicon Valley.&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated with Ramos Family. My cousins on father side.&lt;br /&gt;They are the closest relative I have here in US.  My cousin's house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vacaville&lt;/span&gt; is so big, it inspired me to dream to have one of my own. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;goodluck&lt;/span&gt;! I cant afford it. I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;multipy&lt;/span&gt; 5 times my salary to afford it. &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; ever let anyone say you cant have your dream... not even me" - Will Smith in the movie Pursuit to Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt; I can have one! Sure thing it's already in my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday was interrupted by work. I have to prepare the P&amp;ID and some documents for this weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;HAZOP&lt;/span&gt; in Canada. I was quite disappointed. I was not invited to participate in the meeting. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Blondie&lt;/span&gt; girl who was just involve in the project for two weeks are set to go.&lt;br /&gt;I worked my ass for this project. Little appreciation please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What About me... What about my feelings" - Jennifer Hudson in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dreamgirls&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking the other person seems degrading. But Jennifer showed me that success is given at your own time and stage. Jennifer's innate talent and powerful voice didn't kill her instead showed that she's a star at her own right. I will always dream. Maybe not now.. May not yet today.. The light is not on me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new year is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fresh&lt;/span&gt; start for me. I have another 365 days. I have to surpass again new sets of problem. I have to meet new people. I have to learn new things. I have to discover new things. I have to re-create my own. For better. For the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To find new beginning" - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Apocalypto of Mel Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-2677306737546339483?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/2677306737546339483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=2677306737546339483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/2677306737546339483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/2677306737546339483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2007/01/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-5919321297690461855</id><published>2006-12-20T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:45:44.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>house md</title><content type='html'>I got new addiction. I cant stop my xbox to play the Dr House Season 2 DVD I got as my christmas exchange gift. I love this show.  Although I feel grumpy every morning after four episodes marathon every night.&lt;br /&gt;I last felt this nung Meteor Garden years.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;You wanna stop but you cant. And when your asleep your still thinking of the show. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Season 3 on DVD!!! (I will buy Season 1 this weekend. I havent seen it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New language learned..&lt;br /&gt;-Lumbar Puncture - - this is the thing I want to do to my boss for being so annoyingly pushy!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-5919321297690461855?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/5919321297690461855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=5919321297690461855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5919321297690461855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/5919321297690461855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/12/house-md.html' title='house md'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-1856595370365608169</id><published>2006-11-30T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:52:38.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva las vegas to grandeus of grand canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will attempt to summarize my thanksgiving week here in US. A week before thanksgiving, me and my two friends went to las vegas. Actually the original plan is that my housemates (rey and his family) will accompany me to the sin city. But unfortunately, they decided to cancel the trip. With financial reasons. I understand their situation but I'm not going to give-in that easily. We already booked the hotel and I already bought my clothes (which unfortunately still understated with the couture dresses and suits of party goers on the street holding beer and a glass of vodka). So I end up asking my two gals to go with me. Within an hour we're off to I-15 and drove for almost 6 hours. Of course it should be a four hour trip if we didn't go to outlet mall in Barstow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First destination was the stratosphere hotel. It is uniquely designed but Its not magnificent. Actually all in all I was disappointed. Maybe because I saw brighter and crazier lights in Ropponggi, Tokyo. What fascinating is that las Vegas is in the desert. The weirdest place for a party! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/889826/las%20vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/400/334685/las%20vegas.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After roaming around we strolled directly to Wynn Hotel where the live feed of Manny Pacquiao match is held. We really thought we were not going to get home alive and be devoured by Hispanics supporters of Morales. Thank God Manny is in tough shape and finished the bout in three rounds. An icing in the cake. We saw roel santiago. hahahaha Nakipag-kamay ako at papicture.. feeling close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/955686/Roel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/143885/Roel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on...Paris, Belagio, Venetian, Caesar's Palace etc.. Basta bitin ako sa Las Vegas.. I'll be back! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/632281/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/895750/fountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During thanksgiving my kapamilya sa apartment cancelled again our supposedly san Francisco trip. Well I was not surprised anymore. I should have spent my holidays with my cousins. Since I have no-one to go with, I decided to join some of my co-workers who are heading up to grand canyon Arizona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from its magnificence and grandeur of the mountain, I was able to relax and re-charge. Although the whole day I was having upset stomach and LBM because of the expired adobo that we ate. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;It was cold up there. I have to buy leather jacket and gloves. It felt like Christmas. Real Christmas tree and real reindeer (actually it's an elk).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/159139/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/342870/deer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/961155/sedona-mel-ron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/308732/sedona-mel-ron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/725327/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/691869/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/115010/falling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1566/1314/200/605931/falling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-1856595370365608169?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/1856595370365608169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=1856595370365608169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/1856595370365608169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/1856595370365608169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/11/viva-las-vegas-to-grandeus-of-grand.html' title='viva las vegas to grandeus of grand canyon'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-7598608905479438792</id><published>2006-11-14T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:37:47.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TFC</title><content type='html'>At last we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TFC&lt;/span&gt;. My link to Philippines' news and soap opera.  Now i know the hottest dance craze &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lansangan&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; "boom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tarat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tarat&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wowowee&lt;/span&gt;. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; the song of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Borat&lt;/span&gt; but it looks and sounds as hilarious as the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got one channel but it's worth it, in lieu of watching re-runs of friends, six feet under and sex and the city. At least I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; recycle shows anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was bloody notorious. We had to submit and issue the P&amp;IDs for "Release for Engineering". An issue before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hazop&lt;/span&gt; review. I'm proud of it because this is my first time to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PID&lt;/span&gt; from scratch. And my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;PID&lt;/span&gt; review attendance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wheew&lt;/span&gt;.... anyways, all of these is eased by "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;maging&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; man" show every night. I feel like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;manang&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;" glued on a sofa watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt; drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TFC&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;baduy&lt;/span&gt; but this is what excites me. I identify with it and it satisfies my palate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-7598608905479438792?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/7598608905479438792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=7598608905479438792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7598608905479438792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7598608905479438792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/11/tfc.html' title='TFC'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-7022616156610871104</id><published>2006-11-01T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:30:40.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>news that makes me sick</title><content type='html'>Everyday I read the newspaper online. My favorite is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;philstar&lt;/span&gt;.com. Although I try to browse other news online including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cnn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bbc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today, was another typical showdown of our intelligent lawmakers and lawyers. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand why they have to spend all their efforts and time arguing in one stupid matter.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in High School, I dreamt of becoming a lawyer. Because I love History and Economics subjects. Good thing I ended up as engineer. I'm thinking more pragmatically and not dwell on words and keep pushing simple matter until it end up unresolved.&lt;br /&gt;News 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exerpt from philstar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"The ITFP also cited that the Comelec’s own official request for proposal specifically required a 99.9995 percent accuracy rating for any acceptable system."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automated Counting Machine. We are so left behind. With all the advancement of technologies, our election ballots are still counted manually. We are 7100 island (I dont care if high tide or low tide) country. And the only way to have an honest election is by automation.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if its 100% accurate. It's acceptable to me rather than relying on teachers with their red pens marking those manila paper. Next election should be run by these machines. The president should fire abalos and replace with a new Comelec commissioner. He should go on trial and move on. Comelec should not be stagnant on its reforms. How can we claim that we have democracy when choosing our leaders is always tainted with controversy and doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinoyexchange.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?f=252" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"At least 2.9 million Filipino families or 16.9 percent of a projected base of 17.4 million households experienced hunger in the past three months, results of the latest Social Weather Stations (SWS) survey showed"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;..."We will try to reconcile government data with the SWS survey. If the areas in the survey would not match those in our identified vulnerable areas, then there could be something wrong with their survey," he said."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the f%&amp;*. The numerical results of the survey are not the issue. The implication is that we are a poor country and many dont have food on their tables and its becoming worse. Why are we poor? That's the question! First, I think Filipinos at least most of us are indolent. Dr. Jose Rizal already saw this centuries ago. Many dont work (tambay lang). We cannot progress if only the middle class is working. Second, poor education. What happening in our schools. Instead of reading books, children are busy with their text mates and TV gossip or soap opera. Look at our children and you can predict our future. I cant say more on the last nursing exam leakage. This has affected so many lives and our reputation. I cant be more embarrased. And the last is the government. I like to blame them. Because they have the power to do things and resolve these problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still optimistic but it breaks my heart every time I see news like these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-7022616156610871104?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/7022616156610871104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=7022616156610871104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7022616156610871104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/7022616156610871104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/11/news-that-makes-me-sick.html' title='news that makes me sick'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-6053810812384373109</id><published>2006-10-24T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:13:32.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1566/1314/1600/block.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/1566/1314/400/block.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What the f#%*!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant even get to Yahoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This company is fast becoming like the remnants of my last company.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I already saw this one! And I know how it ended. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing Blogger is not yet on the list. For now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-6053810812384373109?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/6053810812384373109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=6053810812384373109&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/6053810812384373109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/6053810812384373109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/10/blocked.html' title='Blocked'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-6493379080601330193</id><published>2006-10-23T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:48:04.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie and applebee</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was not unusual. Movies again. I completed my 4 movie quota. The free lunch on a birthday party didn't stopped me with my new addiction. At least this is for the "industry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first movie is the Prestige starring Hugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jackman&lt;/span&gt; (aka Wolverine in X-men). Its about two magician who had been competing with each other in pursuing fame and perfecting new tricks for their show. This is a good movie. Innovative and surprising. Hugh is a great actor. He was able to lift this movie beyond mediocrity. Search for the true magic in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second show is by Kirsten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dunst&lt;/span&gt; in Marie Antoinette. This is like a lavish fashion show slash MTV. The plot is horrible. Actually I'm still figuring what the story is all about. History tells me Marie Antoinette is insignificant in Europe's biography. I don't even remember reading about her. Ya, I like the name but it just remains a beautiful name. This movie is like Paris Hilton. A very likable, moronic beautiful girl in a well-dressed gown by Michael Kors. This is a complete waste of time and money. I don't even believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; writing about it. Next before I slash my wrist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last something funny. I watched "Man of the year" by Robin Williams. He's so hilarious. The first 5 minutes I'm out of my seat laughing. This movie is so timely in US because the Americans are going to have their elections two weeks from now. An eye opener. See, satire is the best weapon to punish the government and wake the apathy of people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ibalik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Abangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;susunod&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kabanata&lt;/span&gt;!" Remember this show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop is titled "Flags of our Fathers". Americans are truly addicted to war. The movie was about the picture of six soldiers raising the flag on Japanese soil (Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Suribachi&lt;/span&gt;) during WWII. It signified victory for the Americans which what all they need at that time. Victory and superiority. Fuck them! .. wait I forgot this movie is a gay movie. Watch out for the swimming soldiers in boxers briefs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; Di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; ma-connect bat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ganun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; ending? Are you suppose to watch this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;... for the ending and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;philippe's&lt;/span&gt; eye brow.. go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;applebee&lt;/span&gt;.. restaurant that's sounds like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;jollibee&lt;/span&gt;. They serve beer and burgers created by Bobby Flay. I need a drink! Who dont?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-6493379080601330193?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/6493379080601330193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=6493379080601330193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/6493379080601330193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/6493379080601330193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/10/movie-and-applebee.html' title='movie and applebee'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-925667104443852938</id><published>2006-10-20T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:47:07.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DMV</title><content type='html'>How many times &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt; i take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; driver's behind the wheel driving exam?&lt;br /&gt;I got my second chance this morning and i failed it.&lt;br /&gt;The examiner thought that I was moving too slow in a residential area. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; suppose to drive at 35 mph and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; at around 20 mph. Is she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kiddin&lt;/span&gt; me?! If only i could kill her, I already slashed her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;trought&lt;/span&gt; before she can even step out in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i fail the third try on Nov 17, I have to retake the written exam. And I'll be the history amongst the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;filipino&lt;/span&gt; engineer in our company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Waaa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, good thing i can move on quickly. I just want to get it out from my system.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; dwell in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt; drama of getting a license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country is slowly getting nasty and stinky for me. It is showing its true colors.&lt;br /&gt;Completely different from Japan. I fell in love in japan for only a month of stay compare here where I felt like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; already in a deep shit for only 3 months. Behind the good greetings and smile are prejudices and envy. All in debt financially and emotionally. It's easier to get depressed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I'm having a chit-chat with my landlord (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rey&lt;/span&gt;). Actually its our yo-c break. Last night was no different. He told me that he is having trouble financially and advised me to be wise in my money. I realize many things that I still have a good chance in making it good if I make correct decisions. Be wise in spending and avoid credit cards. This is my concern right now. 3 months had passed and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; saved substantial amount in my savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family in the Philippines is not making it easier. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Umaasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lahat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;namn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ako&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nagtatae&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;diba&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I love them but sometimes my parents decisions are unreasonable and beyond realistic. They are going to a battle without ammunition. Just thinking that they have a saviour out there to help them in times of difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can still have my patience and still hang-on and turn the wheel upside down (or at least straight in a the perfect speed to be able to get that damn license).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-925667104443852938?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/925667104443852938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=925667104443852938&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/925667104443852938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/925667104443852938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/10/dmv.html' title='DMV'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-116088908560343189</id><published>2006-10-14T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon</title><content type='html'>As expected my eyes are swollen after almost 10 hours of movie marathon in the 30-theater of ontario mills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "The Departed" starring Mat Damon, Leonardo Dicaprio and Jack Nicholson. A Martin Scorsese film about "rats". Two people infiltrating opposite side. Leo, was forced as an undercover cop on an organized criminal group headed by Jack. While Mat was a well respected police assigned to build a case against Jack, who considers him as a father and ally. An everyone kills everyone film. Story is suprising but not spectacular. Not worthy of an "A" rating at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop is the movie called "School for squandrels". This is a feel good movie for teen-agers who are simply losers. This movie stands for its title. Complete waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next since I'm already in the mode for garbage, I went to see "Jackass 2". Ultimately, this is what you call a movie for people without brains who want to laugh and have some fun. I enjoyed it. No plot. Uncensored ass. Well-written dialogue... "Fuck you--- 1000x"&lt;br /&gt;Physical torture. blood. Pain. Vomit. Pubic hairs on face. Punching.&lt;br /&gt;Typical Comedy. I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;I have no brain and taste after all. Nice! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie for the night is "Employee of the month". Actually I was thinking of seeing Grudge2.&lt;br /&gt;But I remembered that "Employee.." stars Dane Cook who is a great comedian and Jessica Simpson who is stupid with a nice breast. This movie is about undeniably about Jessica's tits.&lt;br /&gt;At least I end my weekend extravaganza with a BOOM! hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-116088908560343189?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/116088908560343189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=116088908560343189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/116088908560343189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/116088908560343189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/10/movie-marathon.html' title='movie marathon'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-116044909097600252</id><published>2006-10-09T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im slowly sinkin</title><content type='html'>When I feel lonely and alone I always end up writing my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It's despicable and unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;Every second seems endless.&lt;br /&gt;It just hit me.&lt;br /&gt; It just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wonder how life could be if Im not here.&lt;br /&gt; I wonder if im where my soul is at peace.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is not regret.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is just a delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks time I'll be celebrating 3rd monthsary with Uncle Sam.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be more happy.&lt;br /&gt;Halata ba?&lt;br /&gt; tang-ina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This afternoon my face reflects my undeniable sadness.&lt;br /&gt; Maybe near depression stage.&lt;br /&gt;I was given some boost and some kick on the ass by my officemate.&lt;br /&gt;A kick of reality (a piece of cake was offered afterwards as a consolation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just think of the dollars"&lt;br /&gt; End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Im thinking of moving to houston where bunch of my friends are.&lt;br /&gt;But who can trade the comfort and convenience of California?&lt;br /&gt;Im considering it.&lt;br /&gt;Im studying if its feasibility and if it would be more advantageous to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;This work is for what?&lt;br /&gt;Im obviously un-inspired.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-116044909097600252?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/116044909097600252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=116044909097600252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/116044909097600252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/116044909097600252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-slowly-sinkin.html' title='Im slowly sinkin'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-116017656926645948</id><published>2006-10-06T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing from miles away</title><content type='html'>Please Don't Ask Me&lt;br /&gt;(with John Farnham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me what I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;It's about you&lt;br /&gt;And please don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;I never can see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do&lt;br /&gt;My first impulse is to run to your side&lt;br /&gt;My heart's not free&lt;br /&gt;And so I must hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me what I'm gonna say to you&lt;br /&gt;I toss and turn, can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;It's worrying me, I go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your face I see&lt;br /&gt;It only hurts the more I pretend&lt;br /&gt;That we could ever be more than friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;You could easily make me happy&lt;br /&gt;That I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try my best to never tell you so&lt;br /&gt;I will sing to you my love songs&lt;br /&gt;And pretend but I'll keep my secret right down&lt;br /&gt;To the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me why I'm not talking&lt;br /&gt;I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;And please don't ask me why I go walking out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I could not live the lie it would takeIt would be a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;No please don't ask me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-116017656926645948?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-115769384917929808</id><published>2006-09-07T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hollywood</title><content type='html'>At last I had the chance to see other places aside from my neighborhood or office.  Away from home depot, wal-mart, target and jc penny..&lt;br /&gt;WE  ARE in HOLLYWOOD !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's our pictures.. actually ako lang.. kc blog ko namn 'to.. so yung kasama ko next time na lang..&lt;br /&gt;except with the last picture-- sya yung ledge dancer na humahataw nung nag clubbing kami sa near redondo beach sa LA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC01938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC01938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC01903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC01903.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC01929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC01929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC01915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC01915.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC01948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC01948.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-115769384917929808?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/115769384917929808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=115769384917929808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115769384917929808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115769384917929808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/09/hollywood.html' title='hollywood'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-115696587151802598</id><published>2006-08-30T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There are just things money cant buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/2006.ford.focus.20085165-E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/2006.ford.focus.20085165-E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a car a few days ago. I havent used it because I still have the rent a car provided by the company.&lt;br /&gt;It was a risky move since I just been here for two months. Un-secured and not yet permanent in the work. But cars are necessity here. Hindi pang porma lang or para masabi lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is a land of big promises.&lt;br /&gt;You get big bucks if you work hard. Bawal ang tamad.&lt;br /&gt;Since I came here, its a mental torture. I am not an experienced engineer and it a big challenge for me to work like a true process engineer. Hndi lang nose-bleed kung hndi internal hemmorhage. People expect a lot from you and all eyes are on me.&lt;br /&gt;I thought Im doing ok but still not enough. whheeew..&lt;br /&gt;I'm used of people telling me what to do... waa darn.. shoulda, wouda, couda...&lt;br /&gt;study more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its more than a week that Ive been staying with my house-mate art.&lt;br /&gt;Well, got no problem with although he got this attitude that gets into you. Scruciatingly boastful and arrogant. I have to use with him. Got no place to stay for at least 6 months. Like he said, I still have no credit history (no credit card with enough Fico or credit points) and I have no choice but to share his rent expenses while I build my credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling ko nga just like Dorothy said in Jerry Maguire movie (with tom cruise)- just watched this last night on dvd. Im a 25 years old but trapped in a 30 year old body. Im maturing more and growing faster. Everything is demanding. From work to family to friends to everything. I even forgot when was the last time I stopped and breathe. Really stopped and breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World is becoming complex for me. And I am yet hopefully half of my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have money (not enough savings yet).. but there are things that money cant buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-115696587151802598?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/115696587151802598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=115696587151802598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115696587151802598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115696587151802598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-are-just-things-money-cant-buy.html' title='There are just things money cant buy'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-115446033033064148</id><published>2006-08-01T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freeway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/apt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/apt.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yahooo... finally i had the guts to take the freeway this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Im so hesitant in taking the non-stop road going to office. Well i have good reasons, im not used driving automatic and i dont have CA license yet.&lt;br /&gt;we were travelling an average of 60 mph equiv more a hundred kph.. (fast but not furious enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ate chie (my hotel-mate) went shopping yesterday after our remittance transaction in a pinoy grocery..yes believe it or not, i give money sa pinas... ganyan ako kabait hehehe (conceited nga lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went malling at ontario mills. its crazy it took us two separate nights to navigate the entire mall. its huge.. the shops are so large that each accomodates i think 50 simulataneous shoppers conveniently strolling around. i saw a sale in tommy hilfiger so i grab one.. a 25$ shirt to 7$ shirt.. not bad! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after killing time in the mall we went home and called pinas. Just to know that my mom has highblood and went to hospital for a check-up and ECG.. she's overweight and have history. She's fine though. She needs some pills to lower and regulate her BP. I was anxious, hope she get well and returns to normal physical health. She's a supermom and i really love her. Miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok carry on before tears run down.. i dont wanna be cry baby here in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe have an apartment! its in verano apartment in rancho cucamonga, CA. see picture above! cool! i have apartment-mate though! ok na rin!  thanks to kuya art..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/apt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-115446033033064148?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/115446033033064148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=115446033033064148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115446033033064148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115446033033064148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/08/freeway.html' title='freeway'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-115429578711077073</id><published>2006-07-30T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first encounter with barangay fil-am</title><content type='html'>we were invited to this picnic yesterday hosted by pinoy birthday celebrants... and parents of a kid who celebrated also her bday. the picnic was in portofina park at upland, CA.&lt;br /&gt;maybe around 40 pinoys were there sharing the traditional lechon, chapseuy, menudo, sago T gulaman and the popular highly fatty but yummmy leche flan. its a feast no doubt.  everbody was having fun.. at least the kids were allowed to run and play some ball and swing themselves on the playground. well since we were first timers.. we dont have gift... pero may baon kami pag-uwi.. o di ba, ang kapal? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met some of the technip pinoys. im trying to acquaint myself to at least everyone.. hehehe alam nyo namn ako di masyadong friendly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since age gap is really difficult and when everyone seems interested more on reproductive health and changing diapers during night topics... it was quite a hurdle for me to fit in.. guddam!!! im single, with work and fabulous! -- this quote is from suze, money mistake show... suze btw is the  furious  lady who scold american viewers with their pathetic and moronic way of handling their dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i saw 4 ladies with inflated belly.. yes i think the men arent just working hard in the office.. they also stretching their muscles on the bed... who can blame them.. we are like squatters here.. just have resources in our dispense.. so whats the best time to have fun, inexpensive and extra heatlhy... SEX! and the result... babies!  yes all the pinoys here are in the procreation mode.. go and multiply while daddy has dollar.... hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me still stuck here in my hotel.. no gimick yet cause my last pay check for the week just  enough to pay some of my miscl bills, gym and padala sa pinas.. still struggling to become stable. maybe 3-4 mos time, i can breath comfortably and not to worry if starbucks frap is a need or a want.. or if that nike shoes fits my feet or wallet. some belly tightning so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to acquire so many things to live acceptably comfortable. mahirap nga talaga sa america. leaving your america dream is a challenge... enormous that i think not everyone can withstand.. maybe thats why many pinoy is getting denied with their visa.. don t be sad coz not everyone here are happy!! dont envy us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;america has its positive and negative side. just like japan. just like pinas! just like anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;i just pray that whatever the blend of good and bad.. we re be able to surpass these challenges and make the best out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family, i miss the person i love.. i miss my friends.. i miss my dog!&lt;br /&gt;i miss u ol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing got my barangay ginebra! hope they make me insanely high and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-115429578711077073?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/115429578711077073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=115429578711077073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115429578711077073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115429578711077073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-first-encounter-with-barangay-fil.html' title='my first encounter with barangay fil-am'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-115336664912601222</id><published>2006-07-19T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:23.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to claremont</title><content type='html'>waah im alive man.  I havent imagine I'll step the country of egoys!&lt;br /&gt;the country supposedly the inventor of democracy and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;a land of big burger and fatty ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im working now as a process engineer in technip USA.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing hydrogen plant.   For my first day I already read the PID and process description. &lt;br /&gt;The system is a 3-sheet PFD so i expect it to be easier than ethylene or any oil refinery i did.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully it would be less stressful job compare to JGC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;im staying in a hotel for a month.&lt;br /&gt;and i drive myself using a rent car going to office. 30 min drive.&lt;br /&gt;dont be deceive im that its near.. im driving about average 60 mph.&lt;br /&gt;and it freaked me out because its my first time to handle automatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss manila.&lt;br /&gt;i miss mama and papa.&lt;br /&gt;i miss pamper (my dog given by dada0&lt;br /&gt;i miss my sis and the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my frens (all of you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send you more stories and pictures like how big is the meal here.&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine i havent finished my 8$ lunch today. i have to box half of lasagna and bread.&lt;br /&gt;wheew, i have to get my big ass running over a thread mill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-115336664912601222?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/115336664912601222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=115336664912601222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115336664912601222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/115336664912601222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-to-claremont.html' title='welcome to claremont'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-114999650759776405</id><published>2006-06-10T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exodus</title><content type='html'>this aint a title for a movie review nor an attemp to have a fiction about the book in the bible.&lt;br /&gt;wala lang,&lt;br /&gt;pwede namn layas, eskapo or diaspora para sosyal ang title.&lt;br /&gt;but its all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have different reasons in going away. different ways pa.&lt;br /&gt;pwede patakbo na parang tumatas,&lt;br /&gt;pwede pa-stroll na gusto magpahabol at magpaamo,&lt;br /&gt;pwede natutulog parang patay,&lt;br /&gt;pweded dead-ma- patay malisya na pa-eskapo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rason ko at pamamaraan ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko alam... kc kahit ano gawin ko...&lt;br /&gt;mabigat sa loob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncontainable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-114999650759776405?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/114999650759776405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=114999650759776405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114999650759776405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114999650759776405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/06/exodus.html' title='exodus'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-114707813578854854</id><published>2006-05-08T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kamukura.. muka.. uka</title><content type='html'>Its been 3 weeks after my departure from NAIA to Narita.&lt;br /&gt;After 2 weeks work in Japan, I am forced to go home&lt;br /&gt;and renew my visa (lintik 15days lang kc binigay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed, I will leave again to be mobilized on another project.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my lack of excitement about the project,&lt;br /&gt;I am worried about the stress it will give to my katawang lupa.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't packed my things and the Japanese boss already gave me sheets to work with..&lt;br /&gt;And I have to bring my output together with my clothes and mga ulam (ie longanisa at tuyo) when I leave manila..&lt;br /&gt;tang-inang mga sakang 'to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my last trip was fine. The weather in Japan is far more conjusive in strolling at the park.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice for sight seeing and nature tripping.&lt;br /&gt;Although I missed summer hotta hotta here, I sure did enjoyed the beauty of Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some picture to Kamukura where big temples and Buddha are the main attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/kamakura3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/kamakura3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/kamakura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/kamakura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/kamakura2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/kamakura2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-114707813578854854?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/114707813578854854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=114707813578854854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114707813578854854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114707813578854854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/05/kamukura-muka-uka.html' title='kamukura.. muka.. uka'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-114379465331952097</id><published>2006-03-31T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pagtatapos</title><content type='html'>ang dami ibig sabihin ng "pagtatapos"&lt;br /&gt;nung isang araw ay nagtapos ng hayskul ang kapatid ko.&lt;br /&gt;isa na namn accomplishment para sa magulang ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edukasyon lang daw ang maipapana nila sa min kaya pag-igihan namn.&lt;br /&gt;hndi ko ito kinalimutan bagkus talagang isana-puso ko sya.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya nga ganun na lang ang pagdismaya nila ng isa sa kanilang&lt;br /&gt;anak ay di nakapagtapos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung sumunod sa kin ay may kakaibang prinsipyo.&lt;br /&gt;Na hindi maintindihan ng lahat. Baliw cguro o marahil ay talagang hndi lang nya kaya&lt;br /&gt;makinig sa klase at magsulat ng mga lessons sa kwaderno.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko namn sya masisi dahil alam ko ang nararamdaman nya.&lt;br /&gt;Malinaw namn ang kanyang pag-iisip at ayos namn ang kanyang pakikitungo sa kaibigan&lt;br /&gt;at kasambahay.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit parang nawala lang ng landas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan sa buhay talaga ang pagtatapos ay isang pagbubunyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of ending is unexplainable bliss and contenment.&lt;br /&gt;We end because we have to start a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Its like writing this blog starting with a capital letter and ending it with a period.&lt;br /&gt;Or Exclamation! Or question mark?&lt;br /&gt;What ever the punctuation in life, there is always a new sentence to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-114379465331952097?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/114379465331952097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=114379465331952097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114379465331952097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114379465331952097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/03/pagtatapos.html' title='pagtatapos'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-114256929065858415</id><published>2006-03-16T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zong</title><content type='html'>Last night we had a dinner party "welcome party" for the cadets&lt;br /&gt;at zong restaurant at westgate alabang.&lt;br /&gt;But before i rekindle the party last night..lets rewind few hours of the things I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Japan embassy to apply for business visa.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'll be back sa Japan. Unfortunately for two weeks only.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be attending again HAZOP meeting for Dolphin Pj.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to look forward except my anticipation to visit Kamakura and feel the&lt;br /&gt;wonderful smell of cherry blossoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the visa application, I went back to office to pick-up some officemates who need lift going to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We occupied 75% of the 2nd floor area. Maybe we were about 40 people that night.&lt;br /&gt;Just enough for the 16000 pesos budget the department allotted.&lt;br /&gt;The exciting part of the party is about the game our secretary prepared.&lt;br /&gt;She and jommel facilitated a Bingo game.&lt;br /&gt;Yes ang sosyal! pang-palengke..&lt;br /&gt;Nagbingo ang mga engineers sa isang medyo high class chinese resto sa alabang.&lt;br /&gt;With that pinagalitan kami ng manager when we all started shouting and laughing. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;We forgot our etiquette (kung meron man) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below some snapshots of the party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-114256929065858415?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/114256929065858415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=114256929065858415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114256929065858415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114256929065858415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/03/zong.html' title='zong'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-114247150757742716</id><published>2006-03-15T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The heat is on</title><content type='html'>my last entry was staying alive..&lt;br /&gt;but because i got tired of writing and not to mention tons of office works..&lt;br /&gt;i have to momentarily stop blogging.. and so my lame excuse of being so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway what had happen to me for a month?&lt;br /&gt;February, me and dada went to mindoro.&lt;br /&gt;A short getaway during the love season.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun but the most memorable experience we had was our&lt;br /&gt;"2 hours near death experience boat ride"&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine how we survived almost 10 feet high waves&lt;br /&gt;splashing on every corner of the small banca.&lt;br /&gt;The kids we brought along kept on vomiting.. including dada...&lt;br /&gt;Bonamine at this point wont work i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures... not the vomiting scene of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG2440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go to beach too guys.. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-114247150757742716?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/114247150757742716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=114247150757742716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114247150757742716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/114247150757742716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/03/heat-is-on.html' title='The heat is on'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113893665361377532</id><published>2006-02-02T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113893665361377532?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113893665361377532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113893665361377532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113893665361377532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113893665361377532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/02/staying-alive.html' title='Staying alive'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113859285661048288</id><published>2006-01-29T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deuce</title><content type='html'>twas one a hell of a week.&lt;br /&gt;me and dada is some kinna misunderstanding/tampo mode,,, that i hope that i'll resolved tonight.&lt;br /&gt;small things that makes my heart exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Her text last night clarifies almost all her sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby.. c u 2nyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get sporty...&lt;br /&gt;Roger f. won his 7th grand slam after lambasting the 20 year old unseeded Cypriot.&lt;br /&gt;His finesse and sheer talent was too much for Baghdatis in a 6-0 lead during the third set.&lt;br /&gt;It's much enjoyable final compare to the women's final. Justin-H Hardene retires during the 2nd set giving the&lt;br /&gt;champion trophy to Amelie Muaresmo. Martin Hingis, although hasnt reached the final was able to hold a champion trophy of the mixed doubles after a fairy tale comeback.&lt;br /&gt;Her fairy tale has surely just started. Hope to see her at Wimbledon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for tennis, let me paste my badminton pix! hehehe what a move!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113859285661048288?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113859285661048288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113859285661048288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113859285661048288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113859285661048288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/01/deuce.html' title='Deuce'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113808929868354087</id><published>2006-01-23T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pre midlife crisis</title><content type='html'>Making a blog is excruciating because sometimes our mind and heart works at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;It is not in sync with every word that runs to our finger that tik taks on my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;I remember a movie that reminds that we do our first draft by letting our emotions and thoughts run through like water and proof read it afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if how magical it would be but sometimes it works.&lt;br /&gt;The mere concentration and or guidance by some sort of energy creates if not a masterpiece, a work so honest and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am having a "pre midlife crisis". I am not sure if psychologists agree on this term.&lt;br /&gt;I am in a relationship right now which is under a state of orgasmic bliss.&lt;br /&gt;That I am so happy inspite of difficulties on my work/career.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its a law of equilibrium that takes place.&lt;br /&gt;"cant have it all"&lt;br /&gt;The inequalities of two equates to a balance of force that makes my feelings unsteady and irreversible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure of having a stable and financially sound job is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;I cant blame however to external force because this isn't the natural way rational being do it.&lt;br /&gt;It's how I react to the forces that makes me imbalance.&lt;br /&gt;If all the punches of life would absorbed, the energy of it would dissipate.&lt;br /&gt;My heart and my soul should not be strong or stiff rather it should me flexible and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe on the power of the omnipotent being.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the existence of the nothing that came from nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that fate; that life is maha/mystery.&lt;br /&gt;That this is just a dream and all the difficulties would be gone...&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sedated by fate and destiny.&lt;br /&gt;I will just run through again, check the spelling or grammar.&lt;br /&gt;I wont be perfect. dont expect..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113808929868354087?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113808929868354087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113808929868354087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113808929868354087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113808929868354087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/01/pre-midlife-crisis.html' title='pre midlife crisis'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113651864649405520</id><published>2006-01-05T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good deed</title><content type='html'>Would I do the same? would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/nation/index.php?index=1&amp;amp;story_id=62136"&gt;Test me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really difficult to be good or just do extraordinary. Or do you think doing is good is already extraordinary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no saint but I really hope I dont create catastrophe on my friends or neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe simple act matters most than trying hard and pretend as goodie goodie.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this news reminds us to re-access our selves.&lt;br /&gt;We know what's good, I dont need to define it.&lt;br /&gt;What we need is to do good because it definitely defines us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was reprimanded by my manager about my excessive late arrivals.&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's normal to me... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Since elementary my yaya, tita, mother or simply everyone had difficulty waking me up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to wake-up early, my body doesnt react to all methods of bringing me up to "rise and sunshine" I think my body is designed to kick-off at around 8am and retire at around 1 am (midnight).&lt;br /&gt;I was really ashamed when I tried to explain about my lates. Of course I cant say what I have just written.&lt;br /&gt;I just promised that I wil try to minimize my LAs and come to office on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok since new year I think I have to start a new resolution. I never made one so i think this would test my patience and commitment. Let's start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new year's resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) I will come to office on time.&lt;br /&gt;2.) I should meet my ideal weight. "&lt;a href="http://www.halls.md/ideal-weight/body.htm"&gt;calculate&lt;/a&gt;" Which is 150 lbs. Which me luck!&lt;br /&gt;3.) I will try to manage my finances to be able to buy a car before the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I will read books (rate of 1 - 2 books per month)&lt;br /&gt;5.) I will quit smoking before the 1st quarter of the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;6.) I will stop on five items.. the next would be wishful thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheew I hope I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113651864649405520?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113651864649405520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113651864649405520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113651864649405520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113651864649405520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-deed.html' title='Good deed'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113626068498349128</id><published>2006-01-02T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Dog</title><content type='html'>It's the year of the DOG -- people who believe in fortunes and fate pray that the stars and planets align to give a less disastrous and consequently give more prosperous year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stars i think will be a balance of good fortunes and unfortunate events for me. Based on my quick research, I'll be having trouble budgeting my money. I'll earn considerable amount but I'll also increase my expenses. Expenditures on luxury and material things of very insignificant in nature. I have a tendency to increase my borrowing expenses. This is certainly not a good call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemate hoped that all the rituals she did will pay-off. She got a new hair. And she bought crystals and voodoo thingys to drive away bad spirits and attract fortunes. I think I have to "buy" some crystals also as a countermeasure of my bad luck this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated last night on what are my short-term plans this year. Three weeks ago, my boss informed me that I'll be assigned to Japan for Assistant Key-Person training for 6 mos. I'll be involved in a Front-End Engineering Design of a new project called Aromatic Bottoms PJ or ABU PJ. So half of my year (March- Aug) is already planned. The remaining months is still undefined.&lt;br /&gt;Prior to my job assignment I'll be completing my current PJ, MOGAS.&lt;br /&gt;This is however plans on work. What about the rest of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i'm thinking for now is how to maximize the time with dada. I am gonna miss her for sure when i go abroad. I hope we can both hold-on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113626068498349128?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113626068498349128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113626068498349128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113626068498349128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113626068498349128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-of-dog.html' title='Year of the Dog'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113531336502195481</id><published>2005-12-22T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0355.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0355.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Wish all good health and more blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Love you.. Be happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113531336502195481?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113531336502195481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113531336502195481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113531336502195481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113531336502195481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas Everyone!'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113496473006592019</id><published>2005-12-18T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry shitty Christmas</title><content type='html'>Two Christmas Party were blast!&lt;br /&gt;Nalunod ako sa beer hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures were too big. I'm trying to upload it since yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Shit talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night was dada's Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much that I kept texting her that night. Maybe a couple of text lang. Hindi namn OA na tx. I felt slightly insane that I sounded mad.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to ruin her night, I just wanted to know her whereabouts and if they had plan of going out after the party. Just checking out. I dont think I'm over protective. She doesnt have to ask permission. Letting me know would be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I still felt cold i think. Medyo guilty but I have to be honest on what I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Until she texted me that she's not going to office cause she got measles.&lt;br /&gt;See, i think my instinct tells me to be worried because she'll have this crazy bug (another shit)&lt;br /&gt;in her body.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she recuperate the soonest possible time. Hopefully before we celebrate Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday my mom, actually all of us bahay went to Shopwise to take some grocery for Noche Buena. Me and my father is shifting to tea instead of coffee. But I'm not saying I am stopping caffeine intake. No way! Anyway papa decided to have tea every morning instead of her usual cup of coffee. For healthy living and a stronger heart. Tea is believed to have fiber and antioxidants that flush-out toxins in our body. Some tea has other components that are medicinal and can cure some diseases. Anyway since the time of dynasties in China, tea has been popular drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought green tea made in China and I bought ABS herbal slash diet tea. Omigod, its really shit.&lt;br /&gt;It's really making me shit every hour. As if my ass want to secrete everything I ate.&lt;br /&gt;I think I found the solution for the holiday empacho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all guys.. try it.. and enjoy the sensation of shit this Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry shitty Christmas to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113496473006592019?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113496473006592019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113496473006592019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113496473006592019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113496473006592019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-shitty-christmas.html' title='Merry shitty Christmas'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113471790712713901</id><published>2005-12-15T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grrrr</title><content type='html'>well the title speaks for itself..&lt;br /&gt;i want to kill somebody!&lt;br /&gt;if only god not forbids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It super irritated me when my officemate told me that my KP (boss) is gonna&lt;br /&gt;give me low appraisal because of below standards speed of work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang-ina nya ba! eh sya nga yung mabagal din mag-check.&lt;br /&gt;parehas lang kaya kami ng pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway those reader/s (im not sure if anyone reads my blog.. i couldnt care less! )&lt;br /&gt;please excuse my outrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy myself 15 years ago, when I could speak my mind and torn to pieces my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;The time when I could easily curse anyone if I so wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113471790712713901?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113471790712713901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113471790712713901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113471790712713901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113471790712713901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/12/grrrr.html' title='grrrr'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113420167272152857</id><published>2005-12-09T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3230</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/s001(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/s001%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new phone yahoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;I bought yesterday N3230. The first phone I ever purchased using my own money.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont forget treating myself after a year of hardwork. I think I deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Christmas is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner invites are coming left to right. More fats and calories to take.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be our Co'ys party followed by another party sponsored by the department on Friday. On saturday I might have gimick slash christmas get-together with green archers friends. Then on 26 or 27, Sepide, a HS friend (so yummy lips,hehehe) organized a party to be held in Binay's City.&lt;br /&gt;Wheewh puro kain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had our Kick-off meeting. The dinner was more of a kain lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;We started the project almost a month ago and the celebration was just celebrated last night.&lt;br /&gt;It is supposed to be a "motivation" thing but turned out to be a "thank you for the hard work.. so as you devour that pizza, dont forget the deadline!!!" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/DSC03846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/DSC03846.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ang laki ko no! hehehe tumataba na namn!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month is not only the time for good food and nice laugh but also good movie.&lt;br /&gt;Another film to hit the big screen soon is the movie based on Children's book.. Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to post my review as soon as I see the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/vert.narnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/vert.narnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and mas masaya pasko....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/Image(023).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/Image%28023%29.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113420167272152857?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113420167272152857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113420167272152857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113420167272152857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113420167272152857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/12/3230.html' title='3230'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113401908022398893</id><published>2005-12-07T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M@gnifico</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It took me some time again to log-in and continue kitsching..&lt;br /&gt;First I will be changing "tense" that I will use.&lt;br /&gt;Just like dear diary or dear my angel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok pare I'll give muna an overview what keeping this soul busy.. or so i think..&lt;br /&gt;I am currently finishing the instrument datasheets (Shit talaga) for the Mogas PJ.&lt;br /&gt;This project is located in Kawasaki Japan under the supervision of ExxonMobil.&lt;br /&gt;The client is designing a grassroots facility to reduce sulfur concentration of Naphtha refinery up to 10 ppm&lt;br /&gt;in accordance to the strict government environmental regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This engineer is listing all the instruments for this system.&lt;br /&gt;Level gauge, Level Instrument and Controllers, Temperature gauge, Temperature Instrument and Controllers&lt;br /&gt;and Flowmeters and Controllers.&lt;br /&gt;It's an easy work, the problem is on the quantity.&lt;br /&gt;ok stop on engineering stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched the critically acclaimed movie "Magnifico"&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised on how super dragging the movie.&lt;br /&gt;It was late at night and wasn't imagine that I will be crying at 12 am watching cinema1.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because some events in Magnifico is something that I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;Like when his lola (portrayed by Gloria Romero) was bedridden and almost succumbing to the&lt;br /&gt;pain of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;My lolo was just like that. Every hinaing of gloria romero was like the hinaing of lolo.&lt;br /&gt;Putang-ina talaga pare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about this movie is how story of another character affects the story of another.&lt;br /&gt;This is where the mastery of Filipino in cinema comes in. The complexities of these intertwined stories&lt;br /&gt;makes the viewer contemplate on his story.&lt;br /&gt;Technically? Dont ask. It's not like harry potter or LOTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiro who played Magnifico was very natural. Even Lorna Tolentino who played his mother&lt;br /&gt;I think gave a tremendous effort. Acting like as if not your acting is wonderful. The honesty is there.&lt;br /&gt;If you want hard core drama at par with The Passion of Christ.. Watch this film on holidays..&lt;br /&gt;babait ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ko patayin yung TV, I turned the channel to Studio 23 where Men's Room is being shown.&lt;br /&gt;A UP student was being interviewed and said that you get to hook-up or have a relationship based on three things:&lt;br /&gt;1 - Familiarity&lt;br /&gt;2 - Similarity&lt;br /&gt;3 - Proximity&lt;br /&gt;hmmp, she got me thinking there.. maybe it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113401908022398893?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113401908022398893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113401908022398893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113401908022398893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113401908022398893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/12/mgnifico.html' title='M@gnifico'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113341843842762399</id><published>2005-11-30T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:22.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Ribbon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/ribbon_aids_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/400/ribbon_aids_day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/ribbon_aids_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire day I have been thinking what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Then seeing at cnn.com, I was reminded that the world is celebrating World's AIDS day.&lt;br /&gt;"Celebrating" may not be appropriate word to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what will you use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, my friend, diana offered me her tickets of mtv concert to be held today in Fort grounds.&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately I have to drive from Alabang to Libis to get the tickets..&lt;br /&gt;Naah, I decided no. "sayang pero lau nya eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert is for world AIDS day too..&lt;br /&gt;another way of promoting to use trust/ frenzy condoms&lt;br /&gt;and another way to party all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behind all the fun, serious HIV is exponentially increasing.&lt;br /&gt;If we are afraid of Bird Flu - - Which can be fought by Tamiflu,&lt;br /&gt;HIV is by far more terrifying. No cure friend!&lt;br /&gt;Actually other diseases like coronary heart failure, cancer etc are equally serious in terms of eliminating primates. So, why bother highlighting this disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the top way to get AIDS is by having sex with HIV carrier person.&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure of having sex is now pushed to denouement.&lt;br /&gt;Orgasm and wonderful experience exchanged for the fluid of poison.&lt;br /&gt;A seemed to be elixir now an extinguisher of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading "Maya" by Jostein Gaarder.&lt;br /&gt;One of the character, a biologist John Spooke made observation when he was on the way to Taveuni an island on the Pacific near Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Island was once habitat for bats only.&lt;br /&gt;And when Western settlers came to convert the lands to plantations, they introduced other&lt;br /&gt;mammals to control the indigenous animals thus creating more complex ecosystem.&lt;br /&gt;The bats eat rats, the bats may be eaten by monkey and may be eaten by tiger then eaten by alligator, then eaten by bacteria when it dies, eaten by plankton then eaten by fish which is eaten by frogs then eaten by rats and the cycle continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But interestingly new breed of species arise. Virus!&lt;br /&gt;This not only re-arranges the food chain because virus isnt simply a predator but a parasite!&lt;br /&gt;A parasite that cannot live on dead host.&lt;br /&gt;Med majors may correct me on this but as far as i know, they cant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So came on new era, HIV, ebola, and Bird flu.. new strain of virus that maybe a work of GOD&lt;br /&gt;or a product of mutation caused by human's activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.. when we get infected.. we die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It takes billion of years to create a human being. And it takes only a few seconds to die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's be safe.. and so I say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113341843842762399?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113341843842762399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113341843842762399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113341843842762399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113341843842762399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/red-ribbon_30.html' title='Red Ribbon'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113332997451991923</id><published>2005-11-29T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My wishlist</title><content type='html'>My wishlist for our office's Kris Kringle.. (worth min 500 pesos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Craig David "the Story goes" (CD) + "Flights of Love (Book) by B. Schlink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Solitaire Mystery (Book) by J. Gaarder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Joke (Book) by M. Kundera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe Gago ka Arnel pag di mo 'to sinunod! alam ko ikaw nakabunot ng pangalan ko!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113332997451991923?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113332997451991923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113332997451991923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113332997451991923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113332997451991923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-wishlist.html' title='My wishlist'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113332281351923607</id><published>2005-11-29T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tie the knot around your neck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;A haven't greeted everyone Merry Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;o sya, Maligayang Pasko sa Lahat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I received confirmation that two of my college friends is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;Chat and Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure if I'm supposed to publish this but I dont see this as a secret event.&lt;br /&gt;However Im not sure if i would attend the event. or even invited hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Chat invited me but the invitation is yet to be delivered.&lt;br /&gt;Meh is still no word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case they read this, I really pray for their happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marriage would never be the end of your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be the start of a new hustle and bustle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I thought of getting married soon and tying the knot around my neck?&lt;br /&gt;It's a long shot. Im only 24 and may be couple of decade to live.&lt;br /&gt;Am i therefore too young or just old enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demands and responsibility I'm going to face is i think unbearable for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Constraints that most of couples are always thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is important to the bride.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a culmination of your love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a paper where witness bearing gifts sign their name.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a paper that legally changes your status.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is just another excuse for eating-spree.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a family reunion.&lt;br /&gt;marriage is what you'll regret when you are to sign the annulment paper.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is just a passport for your career and professional achievement- - or money&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is just a ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, marriage is contract to your partrner, God and society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;That you recognize yourself as singular no more rather an acceptance of state of plurality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;It is the better half hopefully not the bittter half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113332281351923607?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113332281351923607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113332281351923607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113332281351923607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113332281351923607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/tie-knot-around-your-neck.html' title='tie the knot around your neck'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113324150508805079</id><published>2005-11-28T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prime and Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Yesterday I watched movie by uma and meryl, "Prime" with my gf.&lt;br /&gt;It shows how a troubled 37 year-old divorcee get involved sexually to her shrink's 23 year-old son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the one sentence synopsis and there's no more to tell.&lt;br /&gt;If not for the bed scenes and for the pleasure i get having to watch movie with my love,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt have watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;No climax and no original topic to showcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only interesting topic that Meryl struck me and let me reflect.&lt;br /&gt;It's about Uma aside from the fact that she's too ancient for her boy is not a Jew.&lt;br /&gt;Their family is a americanized practicing jew but still rooted with the traditional teachings of judaism.&lt;br /&gt;This conflict hit me that me as a traditional catholic is having a relationship with a born-again Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday me and daryll are supposed to have a date.&lt;br /&gt;But since we just attended the music-fest that Friday in Folk-Arts Theater,&lt;br /&gt;had few drinks in Pier1 at The Fort Strip, I decided to call it off.&lt;br /&gt;She went instead to "a fellowship" slash wedding anniversary of her friend.&lt;br /&gt;She is a born-again Christian and so as the 9 party-members.&lt;br /&gt;She used to lead catechism to kids. "Ate" ng mga bata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a serious talk after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Over my chai tea and her mocha, I inquired what's bothering her.&lt;br /&gt;She claimed that she's under spiritual crisis and very unstable faith.&lt;br /&gt;I hoped it's not because of me, which may not surprise everyone if that's the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to pray intimately, read the bible and meditate.&lt;br /&gt;She attends sunday mass and tries very hard to be "good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her what's good and what is bad.&lt;br /&gt;She just nodded and smiled. I'm not sure if it is a sign of resentment or a sign of "I really dont know!"&lt;br /&gt;I told her that an act is good if from the beginning and during&lt;br /&gt;one's consciousness you think it is good, it is therefore good.&lt;br /&gt;However if your act is against what is originally realized as good, it is therefore bad.&lt;br /&gt;Muslim can have n numbers of wife but can still be good on the face of Allah and all its people.&lt;br /&gt;But as Christians, we respect the sanctity of marriage and try as much as possible to be not a philanderer or adulterer.&lt;br /&gt;Ya right! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the differences in faith and beliefs, we tried to concur that the common denominator of all religion&lt;br /&gt;is that they all teaches the human has to follow certain rules and teachings by being good and at the end&lt;br /&gt;attain the Truth, peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever our differences in religion must not hinder what we feel to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113324150508805079?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113324150508805079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113324150508805079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113324150508805079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113324150508805079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/prime-and-faith.html' title='Prime and Faith'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113316848400307041</id><published>2005-11-28T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>raise for gold</title><content type='html'>SEA games formally open this sunday. Athletes from our neighboring country flew here to compete in various sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening ceremony was glamorous enough maintaining the austerity measures that the government is implementing. Sing ganda pero di sing gastos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was well paced and very organized. Although it is not extravagant as olympics, the artistry behind the music and dance showed what most important in this event. Unity and brotherhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sports will be held in various places in the Philippines. Aquatic will be held on Laguna; Volleyball in Bacolod, Cycling and Dance sport in Cebu, to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, NO basketball for this year! But at least people will be able to see other sports that need cheer and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we get that gold and be number one again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/SEA.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/SEA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit : &lt;a href="http://www.2005seagames.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.2005seagames.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113316848400307041?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113316848400307041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113316848400307041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113316848400307041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113316848400307041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/raise-for-gold.html' title='raise for gold'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113280512753178645</id><published>2005-11-23T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under construction</title><content type='html'>i hope to reconstruct this blog...&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;at least im trying ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113280512753178645?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113280512753178645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113280512753178645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113280512753178645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113280512753178645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/under-construction.html' title='under construction'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113272015717691131</id><published>2005-11-22T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Style</title><content type='html'>Man was given dominion over monsters.&lt;br /&gt;This is what Genesis tells us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milan Kundera reminded me this in his book "Unbearable lightness of being"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis written by human under a fervent faith.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot contest huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this entry I will honor my dog. For even God didnt honor them placing them on lower hierarchy and under our food chain.&lt;br /&gt;Animal is supposed to be mechanical- - a robot- without soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/dash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/dash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eat and need nutrition just like car needs fuel.&lt;br /&gt;If they get sick, its like motor of pump just worn-out.&lt;br /&gt;They follow order just like the program we do on computers.&lt;br /&gt;We can teach or train them not because their mind possesses logic and rationale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man's best friend. Still puzzles me why we become attached to a point that our pet, dog or cat&lt;br /&gt;becomes part of us. Owning them. Is it because we are ought to become their master or because its a sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/dog-cat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/dog-cat3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 12, i have a dog named Tiger. ASKAL but looks a tiger, so as the reason behind the name. My uncle during my birthday wants to make tiger as asuzena! gago ba sya?&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday!? What a gift?&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hide her to safety against the kawali, vetsin and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing got friends to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger lived for more than ten years i think. I miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During New years when all the people celebrating and having their paputok scream and devast the serenity of the night, Tiger was inside the house running uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;She was afraid of the explosion and noise outside.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if she thinks that there is a war or she thinks that someone want to shoot her.&lt;br /&gt;Or she thinks she grew another wasteful year following, entertaining me and that any moment she'll die. Whatever it is, I'm so troubled. I cannot stop everyone from lighting their labintador or five star. It's like saying to God, "pwede skip this night and move on to ordinary day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tiger died, I realized that no more to crazy, "mother eat young", "no paputok on new year", and "c'mon let's play all day" pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first love never dies. Two more pets shared our life. Although they arent as lively and cute as Tiger, it was a better replacement to none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrew. This is the name of our dog now. He's a daschund.&lt;br /&gt;Short but very playful like tiger.&lt;br /&gt;He's not afraid of fireworks! Maybe because he's male! Or because his death is not his worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger, hebrew, whitey or cutie were part of my life. They shared love that is inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont want something in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we dont play today. Tomorrow or never... their love and passion never fades.&lt;br /&gt;Their love and care is beyond what I can give.&lt;br /&gt;They do not measure how I love them nor doubt if i ever loved them.&lt;br /&gt;do you want a dog love style?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113272015717691131?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113272015717691131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113272015717691131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113272015717691131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113272015717691131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/dog-style.html' title='Dog Style'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113107516279148882</id><published>2005-11-03T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>qtt</title><content type='html'>the title would be revealed later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone had a piece of relaxing day after a long weekend declared in the country.&lt;br /&gt;no-one to oppose except for us who had plan a month ago for vacation...&lt;br /&gt;yahoooo! ang saya di ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my "holidays" in la union and baguio.&lt;br /&gt;two places? why not they are just 50 pesos away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed on my two cousins' house in agoo, la union "balikbayans from california" who opened their tickets and have them booked til dec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant blame the for trying their best in extending their wallets/resources for a Filipino days and nights here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago i promised that I'll be coming over and g-gimik kami sa baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the plan got better.&lt;br /&gt;Got someone extra special with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da came with me in baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baguio turned to be extra hot! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have written half of this piece last nov 3 but since too many deliverables left in the office that I have to finish, it took me 5 days to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryll was my high school classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Long lost friend who I met again almost ago when our common friend, Kaye&lt;br /&gt;invited us for dinner in Sbarro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so beautiful and so funny.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I didnt show my "H.D." that night until&lt;br /&gt;kaye, told me last night "sabi ko na nga ba, iba tingin mo kay da that nyt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe guilty of charged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now...&lt;br /&gt;I know there's more to tell on the next episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, qtt- - "quality time together"&lt;br /&gt;got it from an officemate who went to baguio with her girlfriend too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113107516279148882?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113107516279148882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113107516279148882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113107516279148882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113107516279148882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/11/qtt.html' title='qtt'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113055607514791718</id><published>2005-10-28T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trick or treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely both.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the vast imagination of the cadets and ojt in the office.&lt;br /&gt;They turned the office to a big pirates in the carrebean ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a recked ship and a ghost town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel son of marvin didnt dare to enter the mini-ghost room.&lt;br /&gt;Even the corner was overflowing chocolates and candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. I cant help in clicking my camera to capture every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;The fun started at 5pm until 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Eveyone expected 200 kids!&lt;br /&gt;all in halloween costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atsuta-san's kid in a lion costume was rosiest cheek I've ever seen that night.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to squeezed his cheek... so cuuuuttteee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charming girls of ate jen were the star of night.&lt;br /&gt;They struck everyone with their cinderella and princesses outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya juls son, TJ, is a carbon copy..&lt;br /&gt;so funny.. parang pinaliit na boss mo hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/IMG_0952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/IMG_0952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kulet no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happpiieee halloowwwwiieeenn&lt;br /&gt;to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113055607514791718?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113055607514791718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113055607514791718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113055607514791718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113055607514791718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='trick or treat'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-113012553340421502</id><published>2005-10-23T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail all mothers</title><content type='html'>Party all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF was a blast in carmona at ate K's sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate K is my coolest boss who her sensitivity, youthful and kalog outlook in life I admire.&lt;br /&gt;She decided to throw a party for her friends here in office mostly the "kids"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going to singapore- - work there for "greener" sing-$$$&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the sacrifice she's making because her kids nikki and aron are still young.&lt;br /&gt;But who can blame her? Sc and La-gloria is on the go for the E-vat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/Picture%200221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/Picture%200221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if Father last sunday was right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we have to tighten our belts and just leave within our means.&lt;br /&gt;Wag daw umutang and live a simple life.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont about it?! Cause I have different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;If you want more.. find ways to have it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live confortably and do and buy I want.&lt;br /&gt;Work harder and have a business.. Rumaket!&lt;br /&gt;.. leave the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been living in mediocricity and now is not time for it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father however lauded the OFW. Like ate K, she'll be remitting dollar to our country&lt;br /&gt;that will help sustain financial difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;We need OFW and we are proud that each filipino household have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad lang cos another family that separated by sea just to earn more...&lt;br /&gt;not because she needs it but because she wants more..&lt;br /&gt;for her kids.&lt;br /&gt;A better life.&lt;br /&gt;blame her.. she's just too damn good mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about mother.&lt;br /&gt;I had a "private conversations" with anne -- one my very close friend.. my kumare&lt;br /&gt;Proud ninong of iñogo. I hope i can stand with his parent's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual conversation was based on my unreliable memory.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG13912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG13912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG1405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Musta na kau?&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Ok lang, i'm buying car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: wow good!&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Alam mo ba nanalo c mommy ng car dahil sa bingo.&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Galing, makapag-bingo nga bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa living-room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG13862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG13862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Gaano kadalas kau mag-sex ni alvin&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Minsan lang kasi laging pagod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Ano, twice a week, every other day or everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Minsan everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tawanan ibang friends, naskandalo yata)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Hindi namn talaga ako mahilig, c alvin lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Pag yinakap ko, gusto na. Kahit nga papasok na lang sa office gusto pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;Diba, maghuhubad pa, tas magbibihis na namn. Hassle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: whahaha... pano ba namn kc pinagpala ka ni Lord&lt;br /&gt;Melds (another friend) : kc namn kaw ba namn bigyan ng malaking boobs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tawanan again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne: But hindi talga ako mahilig kahit nung dalaga pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;Napupunta lang talaga ako sa mga lalaking horny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Kailan ka mas horny, nung dalaga, bago mabuntis, buntis o pagkatapos mag-buntis?&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Nung Buntis, hirap nga e patagilid kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: May nag-attempt pa ba na manligaw.&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Wala, ay meron pala sa office hinihingi yung number ko pero sabi ko may asawa na ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron: Hindi ka na na-aattract sa iba?&lt;br /&gt;Anne: Hindi na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv you anne!&lt;br /&gt;I really admire her after our conversation. She's more mature and honest.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to hide. Just truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always learn new things about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God always bless you and iñogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail all mothers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-113012553340421502?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/113012553340421502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=113012553340421502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113012553340421502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/113012553340421502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/hail-all-mothers.html' title='Hail all mothers'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112986570401405432</id><published>2005-10-20T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the heat is on mixing density</title><content type='html'>well extra challenge itong new KP ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a certified pasaway and my boss is OC..&lt;br /&gt;so what do you get... war! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see our correspondence.. forgive me for some technical terms...&lt;br /&gt;some wont understand what we're talking about.. but the bottomline is conflicts do exist between boss and employee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i really need to make this point.. it's a given fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;email by junel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ang haba nun a! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok lang po. pero ung intention ko sana for this is that this work could help you in your PA. Refer to Part C of the form:&lt;br /&gt;1. Conceptualized and developed a new/original design program, procedure or process which aims to simplify or shorten the design period, faster generation of outputs resulting to substantial manhour/cost savings for the Company.&lt;br /&gt;10% din yun a! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok, thanks Ron! I appreciate your effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyways, I will now give this concern to Rehuel for HFD_A1_P8101 revision.&lt;br /&gt;Rehuel, please find item no. 2 of Koyama-san's email which I attached below.&lt;br /&gt;At this time, we could not request for the Pro-II simulation input file from client because this project has not been awarded yet.&lt;br /&gt;Bear in mind that the simulation is client's property.&lt;br /&gt;Please submit your pump hydraulics to me by piece meal and be reminded that we are now in the critical stage with regards to schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wish to have everybody's full cooperation on this project starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email by ron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;big bro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hndi namn sa ayaw ko imodify yung excel ng mixed density,&lt;br /&gt;pero from my browse about predicting liquid density ng HCs, maraming thermodynamic methods ang pwde depending on the composition of the HC and T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Since we know how to use PRO-II, and the stream summary is provided like the compositions and physical conditions (T,P) at HMB,&lt;br /&gt;i think it is better that we utilize the software instead of creating a new excel software for estimation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This would also increase the accuracy of our result , become more reliable, and maybe more acceptable to YOC since estimation using empirical formula, graphs and table from the books/references are subjected to some degree of tolerance or error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We can also have the luxury to use appropriate thermodynamic method depending on the HC compositions and behavior of the fluid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another benefit, is that we can obtain other properties like viscosity or Cp/Cv for 2 phase flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I apologize because as much as I wanted to do it,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to sacrifice the time for the revisions of hydraulic output..&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to prioritize the submission of the hydraulics of our pump sytem.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we have time, I can go back and study for it and maybe use it on the future pJ/endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope you understand,&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;-ron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112986570401405432?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112986570401405432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112986570401405432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112986570401405432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112986570401405432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/heat-is-on-mixing-density.html' title='the heat is on mixing density'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112977993627017910</id><published>2005-10-19T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>void and intellectual masturbation</title><content type='html'>It's been a fantastic week for me.&lt;br /&gt;A new project and a new set of aura.&lt;br /&gt;A new pumps to design...&lt;br /&gt;20 sets more and I'm a certified bomba king!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it wont stop me from timing-out at 5pm to release all pressures not on PSV's but on surreal laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I was with kaye and dada, together with the mokongs jom and warin " bisaya accent for warren"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with them because they think I was broken hearted and maybe afraid of me hanging myself upside down on the tenth floor while singing "obla di obla da... life goes on...BRA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still have my senses intact and has a normal beautiful mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I like myself is that after all the challenges and dilemma I experienced, I think I never succumed from it...&lt;br /&gt;Just put VOID on it and i'm done.. no questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very optimistic and strong person..&lt;br /&gt;And a very simple.. "mababaw"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like to be sad and too serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when joke becomes like a father's homily...&lt;br /&gt;takes a couple of minute to digest and reflect... may lag time sa response time..&lt;br /&gt;"maybe the brain needs to be upgrades with PID control sytem!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I got myself to blame... no one else! gago ako eh!&lt;br /&gt;I never really started whatever it should have been started..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway It's not what i'm into at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have found someone maybe my alter ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the same dilemma that my another friend is going through.&lt;br /&gt;She likes - -  "not sure about then word love" her bf but she seems&lt;br /&gt;lost because something missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nya it doesnt satisfy her in a way that intellectual masturbation gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing connects except physical attraction and some small unchallenging conversations.&lt;br /&gt;The girls is uniquely talented and smart.&lt;br /&gt;almost too radical..&lt;br /&gt;but the current bf is a typical bf... cute and kind but in a sense.. - common!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question now, do you find someone who is completely you or a person whose so much different in polarity that attractions becomes so indestructible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is you have to void someone and choose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112977993627017910?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112977993627017910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112977993627017910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112977993627017910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112977993627017910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/void-and-intellectual-masturbation.html' title='void and intellectual masturbation'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112900299504562882</id><published>2005-10-10T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EA</title><content type='html'>ok that's what our class code is during my archer's days.&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics of sexy and cute friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont be confused, these pix are taken at fort strip not in china..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/41022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/41022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes my classmates are 90% chinese.&lt;br /&gt;well they are the only people who can afford and say animo.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesnt make me one of them.&lt;br /&gt;My family is struggling below middle class!&lt;br /&gt;Im lucky to be a green blooded because of my scholarship and my lolo's educ benefit.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe because my brain is bigger than my waist, not ass ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them nick, is working in P&amp;amp;G Japan, wooeww sobrang rich kid..&lt;br /&gt;well sya lang namn kc summa cum laude ng batch,&lt;br /&gt;so good for him that his starting to reap all the efforts he did.&lt;br /&gt;Not like us (cel, diana and other mokongs) who spend lunch or maybe&lt;br /&gt;even after the 1st class in the afternoon playing billiards or going to Rob Place for a coffee or movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/e6252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/e6252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered we have a lab class and we were late for 30 mins because we had our lunch in "sizzling". This restaurant is just infront of La Salle, how convenient ei??&lt;br /&gt;The food is relatively ok and they have billiard table...&lt;br /&gt;And also we can put ourselves in a Westice/Winston/Marlboro chamber!&lt;br /&gt;30 mins with the pool wont hurt right? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other classmates are running their own business.&lt;br /&gt;Erwin is handling their gasoline station in cavite (sea oil)&lt;br /&gt;Jabee is helping in their super daming business (from hotdogs to construction supply)&lt;br /&gt;Richard is working as beauty expert sa Hbc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority is working 8-5 in a company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tayts is a research engr in unilab.&lt;br /&gt;dumugo ang ilong ko sa kanya after hearing jargons of medicines.&lt;br /&gt;Tayts is the mathematician of the batch...&lt;br /&gt;sobrang bow ako! ang galing!&lt;br /&gt;Eden is working as process engineer sa Amkor.&lt;br /&gt;Well her work doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;She's so blooming cause she got new bF.&lt;br /&gt;zervin wud be a petron guy! goodluck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is a procurement guy in San Miguel&lt;br /&gt;and bulk of them is working in Accenture (Kat, roselle, meh, and johan)&lt;br /&gt;They are the people whose logic is so high! galing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call ctrs and service line business are&lt;br /&gt;handy for diana and cel. eto yung mga hotbabe sa batch.&lt;br /&gt;o lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/47fc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/47fc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone seems to be ok and having their good time.&lt;br /&gt;Lakas uminom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112900299504562882?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112900299504562882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112900299504562882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112900299504562882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112900299504562882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/ea.html' title='EA'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112891897519669088</id><published>2005-10-09T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quake me</title><content type='html'>Weekend was extraordinarily ordinary for me.&lt;br /&gt;A time to charge and flush-off all the alcohols and nicotine after&lt;br /&gt;the friday cowboy grill fiasco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A barrel of beer wont hurt for the despidida of our friend jon who is going&lt;br /&gt;for the first time to japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he'll have a great time.. cause i did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although as much as I wanted to write about my heart is saying.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmp ya, i rather not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly disturbed not only to the crisis of department is going through but also&lt;br /&gt;with the problem of our asian neighbors after the 7.6 hit the northern pakistan and india.&lt;br /&gt;the death toll is rising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were again spared with a unimaginable disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Let's offer a short prayer for our brothers and sisters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/_40889790_victims203afp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/_40889790_victims203afp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the catastrophe that humanity is encountering.&lt;br /&gt;How can I complain?&lt;br /&gt;My problem becomes inappreciably insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got low renumeration. Below vatican council's definition of dignified salary!&lt;br /&gt;Or if even i feel numb and dumb because i'm so intoxicated about love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112891897519669088?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112891897519669088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112891897519669088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112891897519669088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112891897519669088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/quake-me.html' title='quake me'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112866425342778816</id><published>2005-10-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The buzz with ate kristy and tito boy</title><content type='html'>Last night cadet and Jr process engr met with the EN div gods.Headed by Ms. Cristy and charistmatic leaders Ronnie and Raul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the one by one "May I know your name and how do you feel" portion.All of us took turn (more than twenty of us) in introducing ourselves and what project currently we're working on.This also the part where personal grievances and comments about the company and management style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the low salary, dont know where my career is heading, extending transporation and " I want to go to Japan request c/o rehuel" hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Teary eyed Konny explained that salary isnt enough and she has to take loan from 10 thou up to 60 thou...The 800 increase just goes to her boarding fee in Alabang. She exclaimed that her average take home pay is 1thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadets seems clueless on the serious problem that JGC is facing.You can see how shallow their concerns at the moment.That's why one of them asked that a meeting with the whole department in lieu of "By-level" meeting.One of their big concern is about the transparency of their training liability and the status of their training program.Of course who are going to teach young ones if all the seniors are as fast as Hurricane Rita in landing to the promise land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After has eveyone said their piece, maam cristy presented a slideshow on the status of JGC.Of course, it only proves that the company isnt losing money hence gaining huge amount of lapads!&lt;br /&gt;However inspite of that since Jphil is a different entity we have to meet some kinna standards by keeping high efficiency rate at "Competitive" Cost. She emphasized that JGC delcon in Pakistan is charging $8 compare to our current $10 rate.The bottomline is that no way increase in salary an option to our problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even disputed the claims that salary is the problem and the only solution to the crisis we're facing."BAKIT pag tinaas ba ang sweldo, hindi cla aalis"So with this why bother having this meeting if she thinks differently and obviously proving that she's out of her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tactic they did is that destroy the enemy.Of course lahat ng paninira ginawa nila sa fluor. As if your putting yourself in your own grave.Sabi nila wala daw stability sa fluor and you cannot attained self fulfillment.The two gentlement was very good it. Pwede clang pumalit kay eddie gil and eddie villanueva.Both charismatic but corrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to lead them on disclosing where the money is going.I even asked if they can show financial report, which they say hindi pinapakita sa lahat.ok fine! eto lang yata co'y tinatago and income and expenses.Kaya can we take her word na malaki and expenses sa ovhd cost???sabi ko nga tanggalin na ang HR (which made Nancy blushed maybe all her cholesterol shoot-up to her head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even asked about the retirement or package.They even said sana nga gawing twenty years imbes na fifteen.sabi ko edi patay na yun sa high blood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops haba na, I might forgot to include some issues... anyway just as expected nothing much was promised except with the higher bonus this year.Pero sabi ni ate liods mukhang +0.5 lang nung dati...So do we continue to believe in all the promises and deception?What's the intention of the meeting...because the resignation rate exceeded the 7% max!yun lang,we are just mere digits and bar graphs of cristy. wala namn retention program na pi-nromis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112866425342778816?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112866425342778816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112866425342778816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112866425342778816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112866425342778816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/buzz-with-ate-kristy-and-tito-boy.html' title='The buzz with ate kristy and tito boy'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112850198647133191</id><published>2005-10-05T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>principal's office</title><content type='html'>** This is my email to my batchmates today***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; principal's office ako dahil sa ojt report,&lt;br /&gt;pls be discreet baka makahalata c maam m3l.&lt;br /&gt;read it why?&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;F. SUGGESTIONS FOR IMPROVEMENTS&lt;br /&gt;By Junior Engineer:&lt;br /&gt;I want to be honest as possible. We are affected with the developments lately in our department. I would like to blatantly say that JR Engrs I don’t know if the Cadets also are feeling the same way. We are very troubled in the situation. We might not show it but our actions might be obvious. Since our start here in office, I think more than ten of our colleagues has already resigned. They may vary on the reasons of leaving but we all know that they have one common denominator. I don’t want to enumerate the things or issues because it has been raised over and over again. The "loyalty" check via the flash clip is a desperate move of the management to remind young engineers what they have. It’s a good call but sometimes it’s a company suicide. The company is fully aware of the situation and very guilty that the issues raised aren’t really addressed. We are doing our best to learn all the things and be of highly qualified to do all the tasks expected to us. Even one of the "more mature" engineer told&lt;br /&gt;me that we are in a recession after Nagano-san’s departure. The root problem has already become almost incurable and will surely effect our department. One engineer has forecasted that next year it is possible that no resignees are expected because people left if not seniors, engineers are assigned abroad, are binded with their training liability. But the cycle will repeat a year after next. If this cycle happens for five years my fearless forecast would be our department will collapse and be a history. I don’t want to make the impression that young engineers are just thinking about money. (By the way who isn’t?). Financial independence what the young engineers are thinking now. With the fast track, very demanding and very difficult economic situation, engineers are always pre-occupied thinking how to budget their money. Most of us are single but in-spite of that most of our family (sisters and brothers) depends on us. For allowance, matriculation, grocery etc. In military, MORALLE is very important. And LOYALTY aren’t instilled rather earned. I hope the management would consider steps in addressing those problems the soonest possible time. Just concern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dont worry nothing serious happened.. bigay ko lang summary ng feedback nya..&lt;br /&gt;ok namn daw we open-up and voice out our concern,&lt;br /&gt;kahit nga daw asap.&lt;br /&gt;may study daw and top mgt to tapatan da sweldo of FD.. so at least something to look forward.&lt;br /&gt;i-nne-air ko din yun problema ni joms,&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko kausapin ni joms nila para kung ano future ni mokong hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mukha namng positive, i-aadavance notice na daw nya kay maam j@n3.&lt;br /&gt;basta pare, sa kin itanong mo ganito..&lt;br /&gt;ok lang ba sa kanila?&lt;br /&gt;my future ba ako,, derestsuhin mo na na iterested ka sa APC and wanted to be trained sa ganung field&lt;br /&gt;sa tin namn, lets grab the opportunity...&lt;br /&gt;sa mga aral..&lt;br /&gt;ako hindi na ako mag-papahangging lagi,&lt;br /&gt;ayoko ko kc marinig na nagrereklamo tau yung batch natin..&lt;br /&gt;as much as possble medyo positive yung tingin kesa reklamador which is true namn&lt;br /&gt;pero itong moment hindi ko mapalampas at least aware cla sa hinaing natin.&lt;br /&gt;nag-suggest din ako team buildin, which is to encourage positive outlook and palusot na gimik hehehe&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko worried tau sa future ng dept at ng mga cadets, sabi ko " baka in five years time,wala ng process!'&lt;br /&gt;aware sya na boom ang chem eng/process ngaun..&lt;br /&gt;"sabi ko nga sa iraq,start na reconstruction so expect na mas malaki pa ang demand sa tin"&lt;br /&gt;"sabi ko ok lang na sa kin yung sweldo basta ayusin lang nila yung career path natin.."&lt;br /&gt;aminado talaga c maam m3l na limited din ang magagawa nila and there are things beyond their control.&lt;br /&gt;ang intention ko lang is to let them know na aware tau and hndi natin cla tantantan! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;ok goodluck sa tin...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112850198647133191?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112850198647133191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112850198647133191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112850198647133191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112850198647133191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/10/principals-office.html' title='principal&apos;s office'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112796625956386953</id><published>2005-09-28T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:21.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a new baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG1307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my friend in HS school ringed me at 11am announcing that she want to come over.&lt;br /&gt;Still muta in the eyes, I "hai" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw her was 6 months ago during my Harry's (my cousin) Birthday before my Japan escapade.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that time that she was pregnant... By jigger.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that if she know that I knew ... (tongue twister?)&lt;br /&gt;Of course I have my sources. I really knew prior to her confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to believe that I didn't reveal an abhorrent face, although my glass of beer had been intermittently emptied every time she forced me to listen to her love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That noon, I crammed on buying snack.&lt;br /&gt;Our ref was empty so I have to ask my sister to buy at least Coke and chips.&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm aware that lunch is 30 mins away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOhh, the baby girl is so cute and calm. No sign of ADHD! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;I tried to carry her but no good!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the "stupidest" baby sitter a mother could have.&lt;br /&gt;I think I almost break neck.&lt;br /&gt;She so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentioned that her baby was having "milk problem".&lt;br /&gt;Chu (the mother almost forgot to mention the name) is not breastfeeding.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if she's having trouble producing lactose or the baby doesn't know how to pressure her nipple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I had my OJT in Nestle under Milk production, so I know something about milk***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she's relied on powdered milk.&lt;br /&gt;However, the baby is lactose intolerant so she has to switch to soya-based milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Mother's milk is the BEST for babies and nothing would replace it.&lt;br /&gt;Even the most expensive powdered milk in the market cant replace the value of human milk.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the "touch" factor, there are good enzymes and nutrients that manufactured milk cant replicate.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I cant oppose her decision.&lt;br /&gt;I am no doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of doctor, the baby this week was rushed to the hospital due to severe diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;I suspect if not due to dirty ingestion of food or water, it could be due to incompatibility of the baby's system to the milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She texted me two days ago and asking for help in the hospital bills.&lt;br /&gt;I was so ashamed that I cant lend her money because my family is bound to Ilocos this weekend for Lolo's one month death "anniversary" (much like 40&lt;br /&gt;days here in Tagalog).&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was expected to shoulder some of the expenses. waaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;My money I saved during my Japan assignment is already approaching zero balance.&lt;br /&gt;No savings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame soon to be godfather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new baby ...&lt;br /&gt;but still not mine&lt;br /&gt;Is this a preview?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112796625956386953?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112796625956386953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112796625956386953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112796625956386953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112796625956386953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-new-baby.html' title='i have a new baby'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112787964890943289</id><published>2005-09-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's mine!</title><content type='html'>Again Madame Marcos is true in her infamous line,&lt;br /&gt;I am Allergic to pangit...&lt;br /&gt;**That's why she doesn't want her jewels to be auctioned. Although I don't disagree with her proposal to put it in a museum instead. ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara Quigaman once again showed again how stunningly beautiful we are after owning the Miss International held in Tokyo. Her smile, Latina beauty and her sincere answer during the Q&amp;A paved way for the crown.&lt;br /&gt;She reclaimed the throne after Melanie Marquez's title in 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/lara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/lara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago, three Filipino boxers headed by Manny Pacquiao showed their might silencing their challengers in Los Angeles. Manny win over Hector Velasquez (6 round TKO) is more than a pride redeemer after he bowed down to Eric Morales last March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/thumb_paqmarq056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/thumb_paqmarq0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/thumb_paqmarq056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the honor given by Manny there's another one.&lt;br /&gt;Alex Pagulayan pocketed not only the 9 ball in US open but also the $40,K cash price.&lt;br /&gt;The Lion showed her artistry and mastery of the table upsetting his opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I can continue enumerating the achievement of Filipino abroad but I would sound like politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like GMA who was very proud after she presided the National Security Council of UN.&lt;br /&gt;She was the first Asian to do it! And maybe first during a possible impeachment case.&lt;br /&gt;Even if she stole the votes, I think she already cemented her presidency after this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also JDV another GMA's ally who talked to other lawmakers and dignitaries about debt-freeing the country by converting our loans to equity.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of paying our debt which eats out our National Budget, the money will be used to infrastructure and poverty elevation project. Making the foreign lenders like an investors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the main advocate of the Charter Change and pushing for a Parliamentary form of government. He believes that this structure maybe patterned to other European country that would unlock the rampant red tape and corruption in the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there's something to be proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112787964890943289?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112787964890943289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112787964890943289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112787964890943289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112787964890943289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-mine.html' title='It&apos;s mine!'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112779152511232381</id><published>2005-09-26T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big Brother of Mimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It started when my boss and boss's boss started talking about the new comer sam.&lt;br /&gt;Office here in the office go gaga with the new candidate of the new reality based tv show by the kapamilya "pinoy big brother".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a franchised show of abs. A more conservative version of its foreign counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is a contest wherein ten housemates are forced inside the House of "kuya"&lt;br /&gt;performing task and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;The house is equipped with camera in every inch of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every watcher can play God. Having real time experience with the contestants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see their antics and conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even inside the shower you can have a sneak peak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why this week the MTRCB was on red alert showing no deceleration in giving suspension&lt;br /&gt;after the show aired sam (the model like contestant who portrays a dumd "a-want to know tagalog person" kissed one of the hot female contestant "CHX"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/sam-chx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/sam-chx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/pbbwild11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/pbbwild1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33cc00;"&gt;o lala! This would test surely the maturity of Filipino. Of course the conservative would say that this is against our values and morals. Well, our moral degeneration is not my concern today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just want plain and hot show. A kiss and shake your booty scene doesn't hurt. We all do it, so what's the fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Talking about shaking your booty. Mimi aka mariah carey is out again in emancipation. Her new album is another a rise from the death dead career. "after the aha aha aha baby video"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/cover_emancipationofmimi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/cover_emancipationofmimi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;a list of collaboration Snoop Doog, Jermain Dupri, JAy-z and ...o ho oho Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Check this out if you like r'nb and cool beat music..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is the best album she got. dont go CIRCLES to the floor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just shake it off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112779152511232381?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112779152511232381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112779152511232381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112779152511232381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112779152511232381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-brother-of-mimi.html' title='big Brother of Mimi'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112729013177120358</id><published>2005-09-21T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vietnam rose</title><content type='html'>Vietnam rose premiers last monday in ABS.&lt;br /&gt;A new teleserye but a first for the diamond star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of maricel but i think she's good in this show..&lt;br /&gt;Vietnam rose as my kasambahay informed me was known&lt;br /&gt;before as venereal disease popular among military men who&lt;br /&gt;struggled during the Vietnam war.&lt;br /&gt;But I think the story doesnt revolve around this controversial endemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is a lovestory and unending conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;It started with a non-"Saving Private Ryan" clips of the war.&lt;br /&gt;With a lunatic, low class CGI of helipcopters and explosion.&lt;br /&gt;A trying hard visual effects.&lt;br /&gt;Young maricel discovered that her mother is trying to have an affair&lt;br /&gt;with a Filipino military.&lt;br /&gt;She ran away, bump to her father during the pandemonium.&lt;br /&gt;The Filipino military shot her father.&lt;br /&gt;Young maricel ran away cursing her mother.&lt;br /&gt;She never saw her mother until a premonition disturbed her 16 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to tell... But I think its better to watch it on local tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a Historical accounts during the war but I guess this is brought to&lt;br /&gt;another level.&lt;br /&gt;Of course this is not supposed to be a college documentary..&lt;br /&gt;I saw also on the news last sunday that it was the only tv show that had premier night on a theater.&lt;br /&gt;ABS got something extra huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the first two day of its take-off, it was a typical heavy drama.&lt;br /&gt;The emotion that makes Filipino devour their TV.&lt;br /&gt;Surely all the inday and lola's will have a reason to be glued on their sofa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112729013177120358?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112729013177120358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112729013177120358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112729013177120358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112729013177120358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/vietnam-rose.html' title='vietnam rose'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112720705889969922</id><published>2005-09-20T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary solitude</title><content type='html'>As the 5pm office out yesterday, I find myself nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my friend for a coffee.&lt;br /&gt;But I found myself reading another lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Why is that you feel that someone isn't sincere on their excuses.&lt;br /&gt;You can catch their fickleness between those SMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what left was me.&lt;br /&gt;I myself and my credit card.&lt;br /&gt;I strolled madrigal and proceeded to town center.&lt;br /&gt;Well the solace of a mall is much that I need.&lt;br /&gt;...vox populi of shopaholic. =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well even though got no cash, I was able to burn few hundreds for a book.&lt;br /&gt;I need a fresh book.&lt;br /&gt;I found myself getting a book my Marquez.. "Hundred years of solitude"&lt;br /&gt;Since I havent finished the book by Greene,may be this could be my driving force.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from a modern classic novel, I also basketed an easy reading.. Reader's Digest.&lt;br /&gt;I should have started reading this material when I was in Elementary!&lt;br /&gt;Good for the mind and full of intersting stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the night did not started with flicking of pages.&lt;br /&gt;A typical me..&lt;br /&gt;Had a call by my close friend in college.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about her lovelife and tragedy she is now facing.&lt;br /&gt;She's now working in a call center, almost a Team Leader.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you become if your bold and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;She just broke up with her 4 year BF because she met sombody else in her office.&lt;br /&gt;Her boyfriend was my "katokayo"&lt;br /&gt;Same zodiac sign.&lt;br /&gt;So I can imagine how the franctic and delirious he became when this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have the liberty to tell the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share that awful love can be.&lt;br /&gt;Love can complicate a simple life we have.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself no one but having a simpler life.&lt;br /&gt;I can eat what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke N number of sticks.&lt;br /&gt;Get drunk and enjoy the company of barkada.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the movie I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to make me feel grumpy and doleful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112720705889969922?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112720705889969922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112720705889969922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112720705889969922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112720705889969922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/ordinary-solitude.html' title='ordinary solitude'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112675659307983574</id><published>2005-09-14T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apo @ 90</title><content type='html'>My lolo succumbed to cancer and heart ailment at 90 and offering his last breath last September 1.&lt;br /&gt;My father was hysterical on the phone when I called him at the office as soon as I received a text message from my mom that lolo is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I was just talking about my lolo that day with francis and our plan to go to ilocos on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lolo was a US veteran guerilla during WWII.&lt;br /&gt;He fought against the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;The same bloodline that tortures me in the office .&lt;br /&gt;He left 8 kids, 32 grandchildren, 22 great grandchildren and 2 great great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;wheehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lolo is half mestizo .. making me 1/8 mestizo???&lt;br /&gt;He was "bastardo". My great grandfather *** his surname: Domrique*** had many concubines. He did not marry my great grandmother. So my great grandmother decided to use her surname for my late lolo. So *** BOLO*** is my greatgrandmother's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the mass presided by Fr. June whose sermon takes 45 mins to 1hr.&lt;br /&gt;He emphasized among many other things that life is something borrowed.&lt;br /&gt;He prefers stating "Binawian ng buhay" rather saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Namayapa na.." ---&lt;br /&gt;"Sumakabilang buhay..." ---&lt;br /&gt;"Namatay na.." - - -&lt;br /&gt;"Nawalan ng hininga..." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life on earth is not permanent.&lt;br /&gt;It has to end sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;We owe this to the creator.&lt;br /&gt;That's why every second counts.&lt;br /&gt;Seize the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what catholic believes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather is in heaven they say..&lt;br /&gt;I would rather put it that my grandfather is with my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;His mortal body was placed on the side of the "lungon" of lola.&lt;br /&gt;Actually when lola died, he already asked for the construction of his own lungon.&lt;br /&gt;Being pragmatic and "laging handa", this was surely a lesson to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to prepare for death.&lt;br /&gt;Both spiritually and financially.&lt;br /&gt;Losing someone is too much of a burden.&lt;br /&gt;And asking too much of the people left behind too arrange your wake is a sign of irresponsibility&lt;br /&gt;and cowardice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid more of dying not because I see myself eaten by worms but because people left would&lt;br /&gt;be unprepared when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Actually when I was ten or so, I cried on my bed because I'm afraid to die.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that my body would be decompose and be part of the nitrogen and carbon cycle.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my tears are too shallow and easily moved by emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A telenovela would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;People who resigns in the office would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Even the person that I miss terribly would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder why on the wake of lolo, a tear of mine not shed?&lt;br /&gt;Is this because I expect old people to die or because I know that dying&lt;br /&gt;is not the end, rather a beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112675659307983574?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112675659307983574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112675659307983574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112675659307983574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112675659307983574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/09/apo-90.html' title='apo @ 90'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112546077790878175</id><published>2005-08-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you? Are you nobody too?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder how infectious the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I observe that I sometimes subconsciously imitate their expressions and actions.&lt;br /&gt;And vice versa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delivery of words becomes indistinguishable.&lt;br /&gt;I can see someone laughing the same I do.&lt;br /&gt;Walking and dancing like you do... huu, clone?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, aren't you get irritated when you see someone wearing the same shirt&lt;br /&gt;you're wearing at the same instant at the same plane.. at the same dimension!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we connected? via navel or in mind ;=?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do our brain emit some form of energy that other people receive it, process it&lt;br /&gt;and it some way store then use it when "time comes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it is just to make things conform on a "certain" standard.&lt;br /&gt;In which we become acceptable or within the Normal range of sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we see artist with this kind of hairstyle, expect that someone in your group&lt;br /&gt;will most likely be wearing the same hairstyle in a weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;"USO kc" it's IN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody would like to be left behind... although I know some people are.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it is by choice or they are helpless and just surrender themselves as losers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I think I'm one of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing some people to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;To conform with what is appropriate and aesthetically nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if we look the same.&lt;br /&gt;Almost say the same joke.&lt;br /&gt;Dance in the same groove.&lt;br /&gt;aren't we just pretending to be someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmp I just remember this poem we memorized during my junior H.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm nobody! Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Are you nobody, too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;They'd banish us, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;How dreary to be somebody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;How public, like a frog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;To tell your name the livelong day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;To an admiring bog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-E. Dickinson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112546077790878175?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112546077790878175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112546077790878175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112546077790878175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112546077790878175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/who-are-you-are-you-nobody-too.html' title='Who are you? Are you nobody too?'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112494175202766817</id><published>2005-08-24T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/sample.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/sample.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll can I say good to be back.&lt;br /&gt;Back at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually twas a bit bitin... wait no not a bit.. it was&lt;br /&gt;really bitin.&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to land of...&lt;br /&gt;do wanna continue, I dont want to start with a negative vibe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture: Smartplant window; software I'll be using for two months. =&lt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just a recap, on my flight last thursday...&lt;br /&gt;It was terrible experience.&lt;br /&gt;Seated at "64E"&lt;br /&gt;The last seat on the plane!&lt;br /&gt;(although not the most uncomfortable place, good thing that I'm on the window side and&lt;br /&gt;the person beside me transferred a seat away)&lt;br /&gt;Goddamit, Why didnt the japanese bitch put me on the compartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm talking about the JAL check-in representative.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could write more about the last trip but nothing more to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, WE just finished our "kapihan" term coined for our department meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Although, juice and cheap peanut butter sandwich were served in lieu of Nescafe.&lt;br /&gt;The whole morning we were discussing about our CDP- Career Development Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to sound "poor dad" but all are things said were crap!&lt;br /&gt;Dont need to say more, I know my friends know that I have complaining over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe many of them are irritated and want to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, my classmate in DLSU told me to enjoy my stay here in office and stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;He also reminded me that I should enjoy my R&amp;amp;R in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;Which I definitely did! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, more on what my mind is thinking at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that when I created this blog, a created a new me.&lt;br /&gt;Some might wonder if this is the me that they knew.&lt;br /&gt;Few might ask if this is the me that they want to know.&lt;br /&gt;My point being that because this is a public blog I do some personal censorship.&lt;br /&gt;This becomes a problem because my intended audience become the new "rcmasterb"&lt;br /&gt;the "master" of my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a power the power to control... do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though my brain, my soul or someone omnipotent is thinking what I should say,&lt;br /&gt;people who I cant see and read this is trying to control me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant say that I'm afraid to meet and have coffee or dinner with someone (see I cant even say her name)&lt;br /&gt;because I dont know how to act when I see her with somebody else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even say that I miss Japan and I miss her so much. (see you might be wondering who see is, if you know me, you'll start&lt;br /&gt;asking. You'll say what the hell? He's gay! what is he talking about?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog serves two purpose. One is to write about me honestly and second to be reminded that this writter is a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112494175202766817?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112494175202766817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112494175202766817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112494175202766817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112494175202766817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/freak.html' title='Freak'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112416887522490829</id><published>2005-08-15T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>730 yen tour</title><content type='html'>Rain during summer...&lt;br /&gt;Weather here in japan goes very unstable as the season approaches anew.&lt;br /&gt;regrettably I wont be able to experience the autumn feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It could have been a perfect time to visit gardens and temples in kamakura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the summer heat in Japan was really hot for me.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my stay today more than my first trip here last june.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of my friends here who are always on full gear "sa mga gala".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tour.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we attempted to circle around the great tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;It was a one week preparation.&lt;br /&gt;We have to search the web for the optimum places that we can visit using our "all powerful JR pass"&lt;br /&gt;This one-day pass is only 730 yen.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we realized that we can go in and out to any stations around tokyo area, we go gaga&lt;br /&gt;cause hmmmp, like a real Filipino.. "MAKAKADUGAS kami hehehe"&lt;br /&gt;So off we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00 - 7:00 am: Meeting place in front of Book Garden at Sakuragicho Sta. Konny was late. Konny is my neighbor and&lt;br /&gt;"may muta pa ng ginising ko" We have to wait until 7am...&lt;br /&gt;7:00-7:30 : Kamata Sta.: to make sure that we can really use "the all powerful pass". We had our breakfast at McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 - 8:00 : We visited Kaneji temple and yaayks cemetery. I dont know why I got the eeky feeling about the cemetery. Am i afraid of the dead&lt;br /&gt;or am i afaid of death... or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00-9:00: We are suppose to visit the Museum of the Arts and Writers near Tabata Sta.. But just like an ordinary stupid tourist, the museum is still close and opens at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;9:30- 11:00am: we are on a relax mode. We stroll around the Rikugien Botanical Garden. It was so peaceful and very "earthy". Cool air with incense smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue next time... as of this moment we are experiencing an earthquake.... waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news supersedes my blog for today...&lt;br /&gt;my first earthquake experience sa Queen's Tower...&lt;br /&gt;The shaking queen's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong Quake Hits Northern Japan&lt;br /&gt;TOKYO, August 16, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan sits at the juncture of four tectonic plates - moving slabs of the earth's outer crust - and is one of the world's most quake-prone regions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AP) A magnitude 6.8 earthquake hit northeastern Japan Tuesday, triggering tsunamis along the country's Pacific coast, collapsing buildings, knocking out power and shaking skyscrapers in Tokyo, some 186 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;According to the national TV broadcaster NHK, at least 14 people were injured when the roof of an indoor pool collapsed as a result of the quake. The Kyodo News agency reports two more injuries - in the neighboring state of Iwate.&lt;br /&gt;Footage also showed a collapsed house outside Tokyo and landslides in the quake zone.&lt;br /&gt;The temblor knocked out power to about 17,000 households and suspended bullet train services in northern Japan and temporarily grounded flights at Tokyo's Haneda airport.&lt;br /&gt;The quake hit around 11:46 a.m. and was centered 12 miles below the ocean floor, nearly 50 miles off the coast of Miyagi prefecture (state) in northeastern Japan. Two 4-inch tsunamis hit the nearby coast shortly after noon, and officials expect little damage from the waves.&lt;br /&gt;The quake was followed by at least four aftershocks and, according to Japan's weather forecasting agency, additional quakes of up to magnitude 6 could follow.&lt;br /&gt;Sendai, the capital of Miyagi, is about 186 miles northeast of Tokyo. A nuclear power plant in the neighboring prefecture (state) of Fukushima was not affected by the earthquake, Kyodo reported citing the plant's operator. Another plant in Onagawa in Miyagi prefecture (state) shut down automatically and was being checked for damage, news reports said.&lt;br /&gt;The U.S. Geological Survey registered the quake with a 7.2 magnitude, after initially logging it at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Japan sits at the juncture of four tectonic plates - moving slabs of the earth's outer crust - and is one of the world's most quake-prone regions. A magnitude-6.0 quake shook the Tokyo area on July 23, injuring more than two dozen people and suspending flights and trains for hours. A magnitude-5 quake can damage homes and other buildings if it is centered in a heavily populated area.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier Tuesday, a 4.9 magnitude earthquake shook Japan's northern island of Hokkaido. There was no danger of a tsunami in that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112416887522490829?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112416887522490829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112416887522490829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112416887522490829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112416887522490829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/730-yen-tour.html' title='730 yen tour'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112408246643878489</id><published>2005-08-14T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barkada 96</title><content type='html'>As i was moving from one blog to another, i crossed a site that re-tells his "High School Barkada"&lt;br /&gt;I was suddenly felt goosebumps, cause I remember how happy I was during those years.&lt;br /&gt;I now feel so selfish talking boasting my japan experience and I got no single entry about my friends.&lt;br /&gt;My real barkada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm away from my "Baol" of pictures and memories, I cant attach pictures of my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are **planning to be technically correct on numbers** 11 in our barkada.&lt;br /&gt;Anne, Alvin, Alich, Alex, Andrew, Claudine,Joanna, Jorie, Lailanie, Ronan, and me!&lt;br /&gt;We are the liberal party during PSHS "Pque Science High School" years,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds very political?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinna. I was the class president and they are my allies/cronies. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;The party speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;Decisions and events during my time was "liberal and open-minded"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We established rapport because of our aggressiveness and free-spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Go to movies after class card distribution **SM southmall used to be cool place for us**&lt;br /&gt;We redicule the antics of our teacher hour by hour.&lt;br /&gt;We eat "kwek-kwek" if get hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend sleep-over to Anne's house "a bungalo turned two-storey"&lt;br /&gt;to do class projects, practice speech and drama play/skit,&lt;br /&gt;OR just spend the rest of the day eating pancit canton and century tuna.&lt;br /&gt;Of course all the crazy jokes and laugh is a sure hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love music and dancing. All of us are "pampansin"&lt;br /&gt;All of us if not great singers are good in playing guitar or piano.&lt;br /&gt;Lailanie is the diva of the group.&lt;br /&gt;Although they can be a great quartet if Alich, joanna, and Anne join the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew knows how to play guitar and key-in some piano notes.&lt;br /&gt;Not Beethoven type but good to start a pop career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex can belt-in some Mat Monroe classics.&lt;br /&gt;"My way.." hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Tatay na Tatay.&lt;br /&gt;He can rap the pythagorean theorem in-front of the class.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he became the salutatorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorie can capture any guys with her beauty and charm.&lt;br /&gt;A petit lady with a big smile.&lt;br /&gt;Capturing N number of boys...&lt;br /&gt;All of us cant remember how many boyfriends she got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claude is the girl next door.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, rich and very mabango.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty face and malambing.&lt;br /&gt;Guys get insecure because she's so ideally beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Thats's why there was a time that she felt she'll be an old maid...&lt;br /&gt;.... but he found one now... And I think she's very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronan was like my brother.&lt;br /&gt;We intuitively on the same wavelength.&lt;br /&gt;In terms of which is funny and which is really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;He's the jim carey of the group.&lt;br /&gt;He can transform himself as somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite one is when he used to imitate Mr. Cardona, economics teacher.&lt;br /&gt;"bubonic plaGue" pronounced as "bubonic plaQue"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alich is a cavitenia. not the typical one.&lt;br /&gt;She resides five blocks away from Ronan's&lt;br /&gt;That's why the two can be mistakenly mag-bf/gf.&lt;br /&gt;She very thoughtful. Doesnt want to give gifts "just for the sake"&lt;br /&gt;Nice lips.&lt;br /&gt;Terrific voice.&lt;br /&gt;When she sings my heart stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin is the M. jordan of the group.&lt;br /&gt;Plays good basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to do some shake your bon-bon too.&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love with two ladies &lt;anne&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, he cant resist the curly hair and angelic eyes of anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fastforward:&lt;br /&gt;Anne and Alvin is married now.&lt;br /&gt;May "inaanak" na rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;Bilis no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alich emailed me a week ago,&lt;br /&gt;Joanna is expecting a baby too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron hmmp, got the whole site to describe me.&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting a baby for the moment....&lt;br /&gt;But wishes to have one....&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehehe&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112408246643878489?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112408246643878489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112408246643878489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112408246643878489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112408246643878489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/barkada-96.html' title='Barkada 96'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112383594270985341</id><published>2005-08-12T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want an i-pod</title><content type='html'>whaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idle is really the heaven of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HAZOP meeting is over and the report is already filed and ready for approval.&lt;br /&gt;Two days of hazop report preparation.&lt;br /&gt;I deserve this day!&lt;br /&gt;No Indian chairman to bully me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -Let me explain for the benefit of those who aren't familiar with HAZOP study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZOP study is done as a requirement for any process design work.&lt;br /&gt;In simple terms, this is just to evaluate if the design is safe or not.&lt;br /&gt;If the plant wont explode or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chairman facilitates the meeting and should come from an independent firm to avoid bias.&lt;br /&gt;So makes sense that my semi-boss isn't japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually in some area he's good but generally he is pretentious.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that he doesn't care if he don't understand the system.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;Like most would imagine... he stink!&lt;br /&gt;For a week, i feel like my head is exploding due to asphyxia.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god he already left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a minute ago, my boss already confirmed that I'll go home&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday or wednesday next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this would be my last japan assignment for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my tour in tokyo will be cut short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay! big problem.&lt;br /&gt;No money for i-pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking for almost a week of buying i-pod.&lt;br /&gt;I almost memorize the accessories and features it can offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay, just like a kid desperate for a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/indexipodgreen20050627.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/indexipodgreen20050627.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I'll be off next week. NO i-pod for meeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;this saturday wud be the tour 2 da max!&lt;br /&gt;await for my next blog... i pray that it'll be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... includes ropponggi! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;have an idea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112383594270985341?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112383594270985341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112383594270985341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112383594270985341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112383594270985341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-i-pod.html' title='i want an i-pod'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112347147168445118</id><published>2005-08-07T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulay</title><content type='html'>This weekend was definitely the most tiring two non-working day here in japan.&lt;br /&gt;Actually last Friday we are supposed to dance out our asses at roponggi but my friends decided to postponed it and reschedule it on the third or fourth Saturday of the month. Anyway I didn't disagree cause I think that would be better cause there would be summer-end festival and there would be events etc,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My server &lt;brain&gt;is still down!&lt;br /&gt;maybe too exhausted from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;We went to different places along the suburbs of Yokohama.&lt;br /&gt;We literally climb a hill. Inside Sumyoji temple/are.&lt;br /&gt;This temple is 10 mins walk away from sea paradise... hihihi&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if we really want to go here or we just want to feel&lt;br /&gt;again the excitement of "Blue fall" or the roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0737.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to ueno and tried to squeezed every grams of our brains cells.&lt;br /&gt;From dinosaur, to stuffed animals, old computer big as a room, to Gas turbine generator miniature.. the list go on..&lt;br /&gt;everything about Science 101.&lt;br /&gt;Cool...&lt;br /&gt;Cool because instead of going out, we are inside a 6-level air-conditioned museum.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;away from sun-burn =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="334" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0668.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we ended with the usual. with a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112347147168445118?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112347147168445118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112347147168445118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112347147168445118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112347147168445118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/tulay.html' title='Tulay'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112321338280074322</id><published>2005-08-04T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Last night I started reading a book by R. Greene about laws about power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunger for power is all we hope for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;subconsciously I have been following some of the rules enumerated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;deceit, lie and take advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( See the picture: Sumimasen! - - guard infront of meiji temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who's more powerful whehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hehehe hope not or hope i really do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Our office in Manila is having a major re-organization because of many people deciding to get-out of the company . Be liberated with unjust and unfair treatment of the company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Power grabbing. Independence and more power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Most of us process engineers (usu. a chemical engineering graduate) believe that our position is acquired and honed through years of experience. It cant be like any engineering profession that you can go and fight on the battlefield and fire ammunitions from university. What i mean is that our work although based on basic principles of science cant be specialized by mere technical schooling or any formal training. Hands-on is the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's like cooking. Eventhough you can read a recipe and have an idea of the procedures, it isnt a premise that you can already cook. It's when you able to hold that knife, start slicing that beef and put in on fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Once you got hold of that skills and talents you become more powerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;One thing that bothers me is that I can only obtain power through years and years of doing this job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What happens to family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What happens to social life and what happens to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I become more powerful but I become weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Weak physically and weak in heart and more importantly weak in soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I think a person can only take so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Nobody can become more powerful than somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We are all in equilibrium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;We can be powerful but weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Just to balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;"badabooom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112321338280074322?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112321338280074322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112321338280074322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112321338280074322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112321338280074322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/power.html' title='Power'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112314361302149249</id><published>2005-08-04T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It always rain on my birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/meiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/meiji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well early this morning I'm anticipating that it will rain outside my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;But no!&lt;br /&gt;No rain!&lt;br /&gt;Sun and sun and humid air!&lt;br /&gt;Although t'wasn't the first thing that came into my mind cause I was 30 mins late to have ample time to prepare my lunch for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Meiji temple: Shibuya, Tokyo with friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I woke up 15 mins before my clock alarmed (which I bought in Sea Paradise -- handle with care alarm clock cause it's made in ceramic and there is a dolphin tail potruding which always keeps me awake cause I'm afraid I might break it. ow, there are glitters thingy on the side so everytime I turn it off, I get shiny specs on my hands. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not an exciting day for me cause I have to keep my adrenalin alive to do all the task ahead. Actually i am writing this blog after the meeting. So, all the discussions for this week is done and it's up to me and with the chairman to prepare the HAZOP report.. And submit it tomorrow.. O god help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the past: last night I had a big bowl of ramen in Yokohama with my 3 friends. It was so good that even though you can see the waiter/ japanese on wet market boots guy take out the bones out of the broth/ soup stock steaming stainless steel container, you can still have an appetite to finish a large serving of ramen. Me and one of my friend got a 710 yen worth of ramen.. And I tell you, twas great.. Literally cant walk after turning the bowl upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we decided to walk our friend to her apartment to have coffee. &lt;they&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we thought since her apartment is in between Yokohama and Sakuragicho area, why not just walk and let all the ramen in our stomach get dissipated (crook-crook-crook)&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that it was a mile walk.. son-of-a gun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was worth it, had a moment to enjoy with her and my friends&lt;br /&gt;This what keeps me going here.&lt;br /&gt;Aside from my family back home... it's with the small kitkat that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, everybody is sending their greetings...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, lav ya all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to say I miss you all&lt;br /&gt;cause everytime I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I find myself crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to dinner tonight at saezeria, in Kannai.&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate my birthday and my friend (aileen) farewell party.&lt;br /&gt;This is our favorite hang-out place cause relatively affordable and we can all&lt;br /&gt;laugh all night. Not to mention the drink-all you can! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileen by the way is going back home from more than a year assignment here in japan.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say for the record that my stay here in Japan isnt permanent.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;My job here is upon request of JGC.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here only for two months..&lt;br /&gt;so to all readers, got two months entry about japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just called my mom on her cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them,,, haaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way my mom informed me that's it is raining in manila..&lt;br /&gt;A smile on my face... alas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always rain on my birthday..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112314361302149249?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112314361302149249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112314361302149249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112314361302149249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112314361302149249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-always-rain-on-my-birthday.html' title='It always rain on my birthday'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112303830164949059</id><published>2005-08-02T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/IMG_1629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/IMG_1629.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0358.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow well the sugar keep going&lt;br /&gt;chocolates, coffee and more sweet biscuits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems irresistible to be on the meeting&lt;br /&gt;when all you do is listen and try to capture all&lt;br /&gt;the project engineers and refiner guru's voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week seems to be as hot as boiler.&lt;br /&gt;We are now doing the hazard operability study of various&lt;br /&gt;packages for Jubail Chevron Phillips Polyethylene Plant in&lt;br /&gt;Saudi Arabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started on the Boiler Package to be supplied by Cerrey (Co'y at Mexico)&lt;br /&gt;funny cause I feel like I'm in a telenobela listening to the two Mexican guys&lt;br /&gt;Alberto and Hector explaining the process and instrument philosophy of the system.&lt;br /&gt;Although they seems very knoweldgable, they are all killing&lt;br /&gt;the attendees. They brought Process and Instrument Diagram, Control narratives and&lt;br /&gt;Cause and effect diagrams that are inconsistent with each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to more fun and relax part.&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday we went to sea paradise and had a blast...&lt;br /&gt;Also from last June's getaway with my office collegues and former college friend (Nick)&lt;br /&gt;who is rich now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at sea paradise, I rode for the first time to feel almost "G" falling from a 150 m height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also qeued on the longest roller coaster ride at tokyo area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you more stories soon. got to go... just had to take quick lunch break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112303830164949059?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112303830164949059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112303830164949059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112303830164949059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112303830164949059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/08/sugar-rush.html' title='sugar rush'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112259879692215940</id><published>2005-07-28T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kitkat</title><content type='html'>Ironic it seems to be so tired and feel exhausted&lt;br /&gt;even after malingering all day in the office.&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my time blog hopping and surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;Going no where.&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost 75% done with the book.&lt;br /&gt;the identity of the mysterious Orange Girl has been revealed.&lt;br /&gt;It was his childhood sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten after the girl move-out on their neighborhood when they were seven.&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating after theorizing who she was.&lt;br /&gt;Even a minute clue or glimpse of toddler memory did not occur to Georg.&lt;br /&gt;"How can anyone differentiate a caterpillar to a butterfly", He said.&lt;br /&gt;Yes maybe he's correct.&lt;br /&gt;A full metamorphisized person can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;An interesting question he asked that if your looking for certain person,&lt;br /&gt;is it better to stay on a certain place,(maybe seat on a center of the busy park or mall)&lt;br /&gt;wait and try identify everyone if she's the one or try move from&lt;br /&gt;place to place, wishing that you'll bump into her during your random search.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the probability is infinite. The chances are almost nil that you'll find her.&lt;br /&gt;But there's fate.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if we all try to wait and not search for the person we wish&lt;br /&gt;to be with, just surrender to fate that she will come, no one will ever&lt;br /&gt;find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;Even molecules have to move constantly even in solid state and find its equilibrium.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a H-bond or covalent bond.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we are diluted and on ionic bond.&lt;br /&gt;Very unstable, sensitive and easily distracted.&lt;br /&gt;Catastrophic.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during my afternoon, siesta-time, eyes opened&lt;br /&gt;typing words and numbers that unnecessary for the project, I decided to stop and&lt;br /&gt;go out for a cigarette break.&lt;br /&gt;"It's like ten thousand fools when all you need is a knife - - A. Morissette"&lt;br /&gt;Strolled around Queen's tower (mall)&lt;br /&gt;Yes our office is literally a mall.&lt;br /&gt;What more can you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Saw starbucks. Had a frap.&lt;br /&gt;Quite more expensive than manila's starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck i need it!&lt;br /&gt;When I returned to my desk, I emailed her.&lt;br /&gt;Asked if she's busy which I think it is the "stupidest"&lt;br /&gt;question you'll ever ask.&lt;br /&gt;But had the intuition that she needs a break.&lt;br /&gt;So, I invited her to go down get to her senses and get her insanity&lt;br /&gt;A 10 min break. Kitkat break.&lt;br /&gt;She emailed back and told me she'll see me downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I saw her reply, I rushed to elevator.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, when the door of the elevator opened, I saw my boss coming out.&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled and ignored him. hihihi =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she's joking.&lt;br /&gt;She's not there.&lt;br /&gt;No, she there.&lt;br /&gt;She's done with her kitkat break.&lt;br /&gt;Technological lapse! the message I think is 5 minutes delayed&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm late.&lt;br /&gt;But of course i wont let the opportunity pass without grabbing her&lt;br /&gt;with another kitkat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112259879692215940?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112259879692215940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112259879692215940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112259879692215940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112259879692215940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/07/kitkat.html' title='kitkat'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112251159016382695</id><published>2005-07-27T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10, 9, 8.... 3, 2, 1.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/123524main_1736-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/123524main_1736-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 nights ago, I saw on Tv the launch Discovery space shuttle at Kennedy Space Center in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;Although the 1 dB English voice over (superseded by Nihonngo report), it was an exciting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was nearly 8 minutes before take-off when I turned the TV on.&lt;br /&gt;Although I want to glue myself on the bed and watch the 8 minutes preparation,&lt;br /&gt;I rush to my half-filled bath tub and pamper myself with a warm and relaxing wash.&lt;br /&gt;I lighted my aroma oil set (lavender) to soothe my body and hopefully take away the stress.&lt;br /&gt;When I got off the tub, I was seconds before the 10, 9, .. 3, 2,1 count down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ambitious step of NASA to send Discovery to orbit the space&lt;br /&gt;and provide aeronautical studies after the accident two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;The shuttle on the way home exploded killing all the crew.&lt;br /&gt;wheeewh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Discovery probably can answer the question if we can live on Mars ten years from now.... hmmmph?&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time we heard it I know, but so many factors to consider there before they can conclude&lt;br /&gt;that indeed human survival there is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was almost half done reading "The Orange Girl" from the Scandinavian author Jostein Gaardner.&lt;br /&gt;One of the character (Jorge) there is puzzled the relationship of the mentioning of hubble space telescope&lt;br /&gt;on his dad's story. I cannot give a synopsis of the novel right now cause I haven't finished it yet but believe me&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop working and go home to finish half of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Jorge mentioned that his dad died just as NASA launched the Hubble space telescope.&lt;br /&gt;If you remember hubble space telescope had a problem on its lens.&lt;br /&gt;I myself didn't understand what he said but what I understood is that NASA fixed the telescope byadding&lt;br /&gt;correcting mirror or lens to produce better quality image. No time for technical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really fascinating that sometimes we are mostly far sighted.&lt;br /&gt;We have to go to space and take the image on the larger scale.&lt;br /&gt;We have to move and cross miles of distance just to realize what we really don't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now living thousands of kilometers and often I feel what I love and miss.&lt;br /&gt;Do i need a lens too, thick as hubble space telescope?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure anymore, just as like the stars in nebula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am changing constantly.&lt;br /&gt;What I feel maybe different from what I feel minutes ago when I started writting this blog.&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I was alone, now my boss is right beside me checking the documents I prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Tough huh? still doing this crazy blog hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, A month ago during my first assignment here in Japan, I felt lonely almost depressed.&lt;br /&gt;To the point that I wake up 12am doing chores just to remove the thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I missed her alot but I'm not sure if the feeling is mutual.&lt;br /&gt;I guess more of the platonic.. damn plato hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;Did he invented this kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Why didnt he just sticked on the study of the "republic"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmp anyway that phase is over.. "home-sick" has no place here.&lt;br /&gt;now I feel better!&lt;br /&gt;I love the people who I'm with today.&lt;br /&gt;It's really fantastic if you know you got friends and someone&lt;br /&gt;that you can grab out of their chair and stroll around Kannai or anywhere on the busy alley of Yokohama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112251159016382695?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112251159016382695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112251159016382695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112251159016382695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112251159016382695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/07/10-9-8-3-2-1.html' title='10, 9, 8.... 3, 2, 1.....'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112243262343961063</id><published>2005-07-26T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:20.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arigato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/200/CIMG0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(top: office Queen's tower and the famous feris wheel&lt;br /&gt;bottom: Tokyo metropolitan govt tower)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I updated my blog,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to create a friendster blog but I cant update it here&lt;br /&gt;at japan caused they blocked it!!!&lt;br /&gt;japanese not only filipinos are fun of friendster&lt;br /&gt;they too go gaga with it...&lt;br /&gt;if we're addict, they are ecstatic and insane,&lt;br /&gt;they really love exploiting technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shops here shows how they love electonics&lt;br /&gt;from mp3/ i-pod on the train station to colorful cellphones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to my officemate's pad,&lt;br /&gt;and all of us were amazed with small&lt;br /&gt;laptop "toy"&lt;br /&gt;Although it has small memory and smaller speed compare to other&lt;br /&gt;laptops, it was cool and very fascinating to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot where she bought it but I and friends are hoping&lt;br /&gt;to see the same kind at akihabara, the electronic city 30 mins away from tokyo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm working at JGC-yokohama, 15 mins away from tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some other picture taken here in Japan during my May-June escapades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to upload new pictures as soon as we visit other interesting place..&lt;br /&gt;maybe pictures from sea paradise and ropponggi, tokyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112243262343961063?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112243262343961063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112243262343961063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112243262343961063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112243262343961063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/07/arigato.html' title='arigato'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-112062244923925143</id><published>2005-07-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>japan business class vs tourist</title><content type='html'>Ok back to doing blogs..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;as long as have time ill tell the story behind the pictures that I'll upload&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/IMAG0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/IMAG0003.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/1600/CIMG0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6848/846/320/CIMG0088.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-112062244923925143?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/112062244923925143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=112062244923925143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112062244923925143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/112062244923925143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/07/japan-business-class-vs-tourist.html' title='japan business class vs tourist'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-111094737756505798</id><published>2005-03-15T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss it</title><content type='html'>miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 242px" height="369" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/rcmasterb/CIMG0043.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="221" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/rcmasterb/CIMG0015.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 251px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="346" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/rcmasterb/IMG_0828.jpg" width="313" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="452" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v719/rcmasterb/IMG_1022.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-111094737756505798?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/111094737756505798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=111094737756505798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111094737756505798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111094737756505798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/03/miss-it.html' title='Miss it'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-111085976526358905</id><published>2005-03-14T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate overdose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ow, gotta to share my our indulgence last sunday with my lasalle batchmates...&lt;br /&gt;we went out last saturday actually to talk abt our swimming spree this summer.&lt;br /&gt;since we dont have enough pesos to spend, we decided to go to pangasinan for island hopping in lieu of the over exposed and passe' boracay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at northpark original plan was gerry's.&lt;br /&gt;then after that we treated ourselves with mouthwatering chocoLAT! in max weber.&lt;br /&gt;ummmh.. yummy sugar overload..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered belgian waffle topped with mango and haagen-daz choco ice scream with melted sugarry caramel; chocolate max: chiffon slice topped with vanilla-strawberry ice cream sprinkled with dark chocolate.. ; and white chocolate mousse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhaaaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-111085976526358905?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/111085976526358905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=111085976526358905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111085976526358905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111085976526358905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/03/chocolate-overdose.html' title='chocolate overdose'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-111059952039839771</id><published>2005-03-11T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sis sms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;well i feel very old.&lt;br /&gt;last night i saw my sis busy "fingering" her cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;"text maniac!"&lt;br /&gt;(been there done that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she saw me staring at her, she eclaimed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kuya bili mo ako ng memory card"&lt;br /&gt;"i thought i rather give you memory and a new set of brain, cant even add&lt;br /&gt;a binomial during your exams in math!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she cant save all the messages she's receiving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmmmp, you cant even afford to text if not for sun's 24/7!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just said ok if she doesnt have "hypertension inducing grades" this last quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I asked her to list her favorite sms so i can copy it and send&lt;br /&gt;to some of my dull friends who are all busy w/ their lives, work, family and themselves alone. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat if 1tym i want&lt;br /&gt;2tok 2u bt used&lt;br /&gt;" mei ggwn aq eh..."&lt;br /&gt;&amp; 2rn ur bak on&lt;br /&gt;me w/o knwng dat&lt;br /&gt;it will b d lst tym ul&lt;br /&gt;evr c me coz i&lt;br /&gt;only begged god 4&lt;br /&gt;1 min 2 c u....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms2:&lt;br /&gt;i kip isip wat nice&lt;br /&gt;mensahe i can bgay 2 u,&lt;br /&gt;but i cudnt isip any.&lt;br /&gt;just a smple&lt;br /&gt;"ingat lagi" dats galing&lt;br /&gt;from my puso&lt;br /&gt;wud let u ngiti &amp;amp; let u alam&lt;br /&gt;dat i alala u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sms3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miz a&lt;br /&gt;fuckin way u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me&lt;br /&gt;laf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv ol&lt;br /&gt;d bitchez&lt;br /&gt;wiv shrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miz d&lt;br /&gt;thingz&lt;br /&gt;we use&lt;br /&gt;2do,&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;above ol&lt;br /&gt;dz shitz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv d&lt;br /&gt;fuckin&lt;br /&gt;person&lt;br /&gt;readin' diz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;holy obie one canobie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine sending ds messages now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuh, the technology advances but the same crappy sms&lt;br /&gt;continue to proliferate and poison the brains of our youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe my perception of cool; and appreciation of love quotes&lt;br /&gt;deteriorated through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-111059952039839771?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/111059952039839771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=111059952039839771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111059952039839771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111059952039839771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-sis-sms.html' title='my sis sms'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-111051220148346229</id><published>2005-03-10T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasal, Talak, Awa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;On my way home from very uncomfortable scene in office...&lt;br /&gt;I heard this man hollering on the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if there was a rally because this guy is just near the barangay hall of muntinlupa and infront of the palengke. I was concern in diverting my way away from the pandemonium. Oh well, I saw people just walking just like any ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy was well dressed and speak flawless Tagalog with very oratorical tone.&lt;br /&gt;I remember for a moment Bro Edie and that guy from Dating Daan.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, crossing the pedestrian there was a lady approching with blue bag.&lt;br /&gt;She extends her arm and then i realized that she's asking for donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird. of course I ignored her. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the busy street in a palengke, What the hell are they thinking..&lt;br /&gt;I remember Jesus broke down in anger when he saw people selling goods and doing their trades near the temple.&lt;br /&gt;Now this people, representing "GOD" or offering redemption from the bible is out in the&lt;br /&gt;street of Alabang preaching salvation, love and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hindi kamatayan ang sagot sa ating problema. Ayon sa bersikulo blahbla... dapat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i also remembered two similar cases that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;First, also on my way home from Greenhills. I took the Bus, and somewhere in Megamall part,&lt;br /&gt;a lady went up the bus and started screaming about the "Good news"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared the lady and asked myself "what's the problem of this person!@!&amp;*%#&amp;amp;*5paksyet!"&lt;br /&gt;The alcohol that i drank moments ago felt warm oil rushing through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bwiset talaga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one was when i was on my way to school. I rode FX and there was these two women holding magazine of Iglesia ni Cristo. Then she started talking ang selling magazines, pamphlets, and brochures. What I'm going to do with that, I cant even use those as scratch paper for my exam that day in Thermodynamics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;huuuh haah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sanamagan (c/o tito max s.)&lt;br /&gt;As i reached home, actually had a haircut first. hehehe &lt;what's&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a scheduled visit to the salon with my auntie who just went home from Dubai to&lt;br /&gt;celebrate my cousin's 7th b-day.&lt;br /&gt;Of course has to entertain her and pamper her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just realized that I'm with that kind of group.&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday I go to church sing, listen, sit, reflect, eat, kneel and donate money.&lt;br /&gt;I'm with the system. Just at different more peaceful venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the act are the same!&lt;br /&gt;Very ironic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Pope J II (get well soon. you have many more like me who are lost...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-111051220148346229?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/111051220148346229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10765854&amp;postID=111051220148346229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111051220148346229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10765854/posts/default/111051220148346229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/2005/03/dasal-talak-awa.html' title='Dasal, Talak, Awa'/><author><name>Ron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00487774623074391266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10765854.post-111025516072777255</id><published>2005-03-07T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:45:19.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resibo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;Sayang wana have more time creating this blog kaya&lt;br /&gt;lang have to go to ilocos para maging driver.&lt;br /&gt;my cousins from san francisco usa went back and spend their 1 week&lt;br /&gt;vacation here.&lt;br /&gt;Medyo off nga yung timing nila kc para post-christmas na pre-holy week&lt;br /&gt;vacation.&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are all girls, Karen, Nonette and Olive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen is an USA Air-force officer. I dunno da details wat i know is&lt;br /&gt;her husband is in Iraq - Air-Force Military din.&lt;br /&gt;Has 2 lovely girls... na -Englishera&lt;br /&gt;From the three she's the most ma-$.&lt;br /&gt;sana nga nag-military na rin ako.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Nonette, is very shy and most quite of the three powerpuff girls.&lt;br /&gt;She's taller and sexier from the last time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;Told me that she just broke her 4 year boyfriend who left her $2,000&lt;br /&gt;balance in her credit card. What an ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Bunso, was Olive, the most outgoing very playful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I remember when we were young we used to "ligo" sa river na walking distance sa house nila sa la union. Now, she's still the most kikay cousin I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Funny because when we went to baguio, They all have their partners... And those partners are magkakapatid din... kakatawa parang "date arrangement" ng isang chinese family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kakatawa I enjoyed the "disco sa Baguio" in Alberto's.. The crowd was ok, sympre it's not like ibiza or something.. just like randy &lt;ai&gt;say, ":It's awyt, it's ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After going out sa disco, actually we were forced to leave kasi closing time na.. have to pay the bills/ resibo. Syempre sagot nilang tatlo! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So, uwi na kami. When we woke up the next day I saw one of my cousin may resibo na sa leeg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"ckikinini"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So, what happened between getting the resibo at the bar and pag-uwi sa bahay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kau na bahala sa imagination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Of course I have my resibo din! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span 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holiday on friday&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;on march 1 Tuesday Muntinlupa day-- I dunno baka to commemorate&lt;br /&gt;yung mga preso dito.&lt;br /&gt;so a total of 6 days na NO WORK!&lt;br /&gt;6 days para mag-early vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to find puerta at puerto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I want to thank pala "Frenship" for teaching me how to use this.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Robot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10765854-110923344399341539?l=rcmasterb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rcmasterb.blogspot.com/feeds/110923344399341539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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there be light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Light and darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I kept thinking where this could be going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now I randomly tick every letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just letting all the memory and fun goes through my vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It doesnt make sense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It Must not be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Because it is just the beginning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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