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term='TV Shows'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>C'est Moi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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still have enough energy to go down to the City Center to, first, attend a Mass in St. John, eating at Manang's 3M's (marumi, masarap, mura/filthy, yummy, cheap) foods and watching Tron at Pavillion Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny experiences throughout the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a Man inside the church told us to be quite because he is saying his prayers... then all of us were like a child caught in a middle of doing bad things, or Eve and Adam caught eating the forbidden fruit. We stay quite until the gathering is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Saying Merry Christmas to the Food Vendor and asking for a discount on their fixed priced foods.. by Melanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, smiling to a cute Cinema Attendant showing our two free passes but refused to be accepted saying the tickets are applicable to two weeks old movies only. Force to bought 2 lover seats for our group of two guys and 2 girls :D But this is not a date I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/53/Tronlegacy.jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the chosen movie of the day is quite disappointed or not. Well, it depends on what you are looking in a sci-fi film but for me it will be leveled to either you will like it or not liking it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Storyline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child at home playing his toy from the creation of his father. The father saying goodbye for his boy who about to sleep. The boy watching his father leaving by his expensive bike.. then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. the father didn't return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical story, where you can expect that all sides of ending you think of is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I would say the movie is not that bad, but yet, I'm not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(parang mas maganda pa yung original :D / Looks like the original is much better :D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/17/Tron_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-233653583897189380?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/233653583897189380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=233653583897189380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/233653583897189380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/233653583897189380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/not-so-nice-tron.html' title='Not So Nice Tron'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1036726154535208150</id><published>2010-12-26T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:38:58.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas day With Petrang Kabayo And White Lady</title><content type='html'>Pucha... I over slept kanina. I woke up 11am. Feeling hungry and thirsty because hangover.. actually hindi naman ako masyadong nalasing kagabi(actually I haven't been drunk last night). Good thing I refill my two bottles of mineral water the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my friends to ask if they still have left overs from the last night party. I don't care if we're going to eat the same food, the important is we will eat again hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch some movies after we eat. A good thing to spend Christmas in a foreign land... whew. A friend downloaded some Pinoy movies. We watched Petrang Kabayo (Vice Ganda not the Roderick Paulate's vintage movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TLDZF4AGQ7I/AAAAAAAAOB8/e2ESqw9nEtg/s1600/petrang+kabayo.jpg" height="510" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TLDZF4AGQ7I/AAAAAAAAOB8/e2ESqw9nEtg/s1600/petrang+kabayo.jpg" width="344" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(image from wikipedia) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A short movie review: Unlike the original movie, Vice Ganda's PK (short for Petrang Kabayo is bit a bore one. Maybe its just me, because Vice's punch line is already too old and I been hearing and reading it for so many times. It will not be sold to me.. Sorry Vice! I am a lover of Original Movies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Petra, we tried how brave we are and watched "White Lady" of Angelica Panganiban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/80/White_Lady.jpg" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/80/White_Lady.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(image from wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A too short movie review again: Its a nice film actually. A typical "Pinoy Scary movie" but I love it. A dead girl making revenge to people who give her a hard time when she is alive or the reason of her death. It give me some questions like Who kills her, Why is she making revenge, Why, why and lots of why.. finally before the movie come to ends the answer come out... its for you to find out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, after a tiring tennis game, we are watching Shake Rattle and Roll 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c0/ShakeRattleRoll11movie_poster.png" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c0/ShakeRattleRoll11movie_poster.png" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(image from wikipedia..ulit :D) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1036726154535208150?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1036726154535208150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1036726154535208150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1036726154535208150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1036726154535208150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-day-with-petrang-kabayo-and.html' title='Christmas day With Petrang Kabayo And White Lady'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TLDZF4AGQ7I/AAAAAAAAOB8/e2ESqw9nEtg/s72-c/petrang+kabayo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3226288162482049929</id><published>2010-12-24T19:01:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:47:14.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>We are gong to have a Christmas get-together in a few more hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance to meet new people who will either become your friend or enemy... syempre friends lang hahaha.. di pa naman ako ganun ka sama (of course friends. I'm not that bad yet)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1915.. I just finished cooking my share for our party. Me and friend, Shaila, decided to cooked turbo chicken.. Since Shai will not be around as her schedule for braces placement this morning, I decided to marinate the chicken by myself. I used the recipe that my nanay (mother) taught me when I was in Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to add mashed potatoes as our part. I just followed the ingredients that my friend, Titit, from singapore, gave me last week. I once tried to cooked mashes potatoes I think about 4 years ago but the taste is not that good.. di ko na matandan kung ano ano ang nilagay ko non (I don't remember what things I add up before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I cooked pickled cucumber as a partner for our chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to swim to relaxed... will update again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2015&amp;nbsp; earlier after an hour and a half hour of swimming, I decided to call my family to greet them advance Merry Christmas. I joked my Tatay&amp;nbsp; and ask for a gift, greet and spoke to my Nanay and siblings. While I'm making my call, some of the visitors arrived to the place where We are going the hold the part. Sharon told me some of the guys are already inside. I followed after I done my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/25/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0010 After sending lots of greeting messages to my friends. it is now time for me to post here my greetings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0220 We are having some fun now.. all of the people, well most of them are dancing. Atleast they are all game too. But a few have some attitude.. it seems they are not enjoying the nightt, or maybe the crowd. HIndi na sana sila pumunta kung ganto lang (they should not come if they are like this). Well sabi nga nila (as they say) in a basket of tomatoes, there is a rotten one. Maybe some more minutes and I will go back.. I'm a bit tired and quite sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0305 Its early morning now. I'm going home now to sleep. I leave them here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(posting using Sharon's laptop.. Thanks Shasha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3226288162482049929?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3226288162482049929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3226288162482049929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3226288162482049929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3226288162482049929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2363682423009493004</id><published>2010-12-23T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T11:52:21.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas</title><content type='html'>Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ber - Christmas time... but I will focus in the Philippines.. which was been tagged as "country with long Christmas celebration" which starts from September until January.... (&lt;i&gt;sana tama ang facts :D&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First - I'm starting to hate Christmas now.. because there are lots of memories that I can't help to remember when the season came.&lt;i&gt; Basta&lt;/i&gt; there are lots of memories.. happy and sad ones. :():&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second - The fact that its been morethan 5 years since I celebrated this holiday with my family at our home. Malayo ako eh.. Then some of my friends would tell me.. why not take a leave to experience again? Celebrate with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third - The answer for the last question.. This holiday means empty pocket.. actually I'm also hiding for the gift giving request, aguinaldo to all of my God Children and expending lots due to prices of all holiday necessities are sky high.. (&lt;i&gt;I'm a very very bad person.. and as Jess of TARA4 would say..."You will rot in hell"&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Basta&lt;/i&gt; Christmas for the past 5 years is like a normal day now. Addition &lt;i&gt;narin&lt;/i&gt; if you are in a non-Christian country like where I am. You wont felt the spirit if you will not visit malls, or listen to your Christmas song collections in your iPod.. which I haven't done for the past weeks now.. I don't want to elaborate specially the &amp;nbsp;iPod one :( sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not fully grown a hard rock heart yet.. the reason why I want to greet everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s1.hubimg.com/u/4170400_f248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(image from &lt;a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Parol---Filipino-Christmas-Lantern-"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Cristmas!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May all our wishes and plans in life comes true..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;.. paging st. Nicholas :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-2363682423009493004?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2363682423009493004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2363682423009493004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2363682423009493004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2363682423009493004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3875042908167128297</id><published>2010-12-22T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:05:24.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Someone knock on my door while I'm sleeping last night.. It was the guy from the other room that I never spoke to. He is standing in front of my door, smiling, saying something.. fast..Trying to catch the words he is telling me while extending his hand giving me something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I tried to catch up with you before you leave or before I leave to work but haven't had the chance. I know you been frantic, angry and worried.. here it is now. I saw it unattended 2 weeks ago. The other guys told me its yours and you been looking for this. Sorry for the delay"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I post a notice 2 weeks ago to where I left this. I didn't received any calls or SMS though I left my number on the note"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I didn't return back before Sunday. I might missed it"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Well &amp;nbsp;okay, thanks for keeping this safe, I was thinking of buying a new one (boasting)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then he left. On my hand my misplaced iTouch, lowbatt, in the green Maxis Pouch I won from a paper tossing game at MidValley. Finally I got it back. Yehey.. I'm rejoicing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Voila, I woke up.. Its just a dream.. the iTouch is still missing :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3875042908167128297?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3875042908167128297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3875042908167128297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3875042908167128297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3875042908167128297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8893074983461262952</id><published>2010-12-14T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T12:19:00.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yesterday'/><title type='text'>Nostalgic Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love to talked to random people.. before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I somehow find excitement for doing so... I once talked to an ice cream vendor in Recto..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taho vendor in Eastwood City..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Manang eating beside me in a Karinderia at Municipal Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Manong Taxi Driver parked beside Goldilocks in Cubao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A kid playing Computer games in World of Fun SM Centerpoint and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Foreigner playing bowling at Megamall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wala lang.. bigla ko lang naalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8893074983461262952?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8893074983461262952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8893074983461262952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8893074983461262952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8893074983461262952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/nostalgic-mode.html' title='Nostalgic Mode'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8785860952810557956</id><published>2010-12-14T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T09:58:17.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TARA'/><title type='text'>Stupidity, Good, Plans</title><content type='html'>Nang maiba lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my iPod touch last week :( Super inis ko sa lahat ng kasama ko sa bahay lalo na sa sarili ko because of that. Well, it's my fault that the gadget is lost and I already accepted the fact that it is already gone and no way it will be given back to me. What I can't accept is that I lost it inside the place where I am staying.. in our condo unit! Super stupid no? It only proved that there is/are thief/thieves there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Amazing Race Asia logo" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/5/5f/TARA4.jpg/250px-TARA4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philippine Team in TARA won the 4th season of the reality show. The Riches made a history being the first team who came from the Philippines (syempre made up ko lang yung "being the first"). Some of the comments for them include someone saying "They both stayed gentlemen on the race".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Reality Show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Amazing Race logo" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b9/Tar14-card.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night we've watch the finale of the TAR U.S version though we already know who won on the reality show. Kat Chang "Tastes like a Million Dollars" and Nat Strand "For the record, I have MD not PHD" becomes the first "all-female" team winning 1 Million Dollars. They are both great and very calm. I really love their strategies and determination. I also love to see "The TV Host" Brooke and Claire to win the show. All four of them are strong forces there! Bravo Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Plan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre its Yuletide season and the year is about to end... 2011 is just around the corner.. Thinking about plans for 2011. For sure it includes travelling again, which is already set for April and learning. I'm still listing down some plans that I want to achieved and will compile it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8785860952810557956?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8785860952810557956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8785860952810557956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8785860952810557956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8785860952810557956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/stupidity-good-plans.html' title='Stupidity, Good, Plans'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5225572322987737296</id><published>2010-12-09T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:42:53.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Im Sick</title><content type='html'>Having flu.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I will be ill again... whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't mentioned before that I'm so terrified with medicines.. seriously! I'm scared to take any medicine other than those you can apply externally. The reason why I keep on refusing to take HighBlood Pressure Medicine from the Medical Practitioner in the nearest Clinic in our area. I'm always insisting to monitor my digits first though it reaches to an alarming 140/100.. my normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when I was young, when I'm about 11 yo when I frequently been attacked by asthma. I undergone to different medication that time, from syrup to tablet to nebulizer. Weeks will not pass without me having an attacked. And due to non-stop intake, my &lt;i&gt;nanay&lt;/i&gt; noticed that I slowly losing hair. I also noticed some circle mark on my head and hairs on that area brittled and became easy to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from there on, I minimized my intake.. I never take medicine not if I can't tolerate the situation. Then slowly I lower down my doze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thankful that my asthma attack very seldom in Highschool and College. And gone when I graduated and started to work. It never bothers me, not until my first year overseas.. but that is due to overexposure on cigarette smoke because of my housemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now, I'm practicing water therapy and enough resting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5225572322987737296?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5225572322987737296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5225572322987737296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5225572322987737296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5225572322987737296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-sick.html' title='Im Sick'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2804620603725582160</id><published>2010-12-08T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T16:57:17.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Travel Plans</title><content type='html'>I don't remember if I already mentioned before that we are planning to fly to Brunei, April next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since my out of the country vacation and none of it happen this 2010, except of course my scheduled leave back to Philippines last May. It also differ from some weekends getaway from the rural place where we are staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is time now to enjoy travelling again. I been a seasonal&amp;nbsp;traveler after I work overseas, alone. I find lone travelling exciting and least stressful. You can g&lt;s&gt;irls hunt&lt;/s&gt;, eat, rest, sleep, walk whenever you want without minding others. Of course, I had some vacation with my friends but most of those activities give me headaches if not bad moods. Everyone needs to be pleased and no one can't argue that in any group, there is someone who will stand as a Boss. Telling everyone on what and not to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-2804620603725582160?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2804620603725582160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2804620603725582160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2804620603725582160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2804620603725582160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/12/travel-plans.html' title='Travel Plans'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6662260573819837564</id><published>2010-11-04T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:43:48.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Let's Go to Korea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its been my dream to travel to any place with snow. I even contacted my uncle staying in London to adopt me for a couple of weeks next year but he is yet to decide. China is the nearest place in Asia with winter season (well some part of it), Japan and Korea too. But some of them specifically Japan is quite strict in providing tourist visa to its neighboring countries due to lots of cases of over-staying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;China and Korea on the hand are trying to boost their tourism. My friends told me before that a complete travel itinerary is a key to secure a tourist visa for these countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airasia.com/my/en/home.html"&gt;Airasia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is now having a promotional package going to Seoul Korea! Booking should be made on or before November 03 to 10. Travel schedule would be next year from April 1 to June 30. I tried to check for the random dates and the total airfare going to Seoul totaled to Rm 1,200++. It will lowered down I think depend on your preferred date. So anyone must grab this opportunity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still thinking if I will purchase a ticket for next year getaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.airasia.com/iwov-resources/my/en/images/mb/iloveseoul_myen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TNI3wkF1HnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/p5Zz7mlupmY/s1600/untitled3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TNI3wkF1HnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/p5Zz7mlupmY/s320/untitled3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6662260573819837564?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6662260573819837564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6662260573819837564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6662260573819837564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6662260573819837564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-go-to-korea.html' title='Let&apos;s Go to Korea!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TNI3wkF1HnI/AAAAAAAAAe0/p5Zz7mlupmY/s72-c/untitled3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6901094269871242356</id><published>2010-11-03T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:44:40.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Things That Keeps Me Busy</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things that keeps me busy this past weeks and which makes me excited actually every time I do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tennis&lt;/i&gt; - well some of my friends if not all of them knows I love playing tennis.. It all started when I enroll on a tennis subject in my University days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Badminton&lt;/i&gt; - this is not my regular sport before but after I arrived in Malaysia and found out that they &lt;s&gt;worshiped&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;love to play this game.. I begin to get into it. I remember playing once or twice a month before in Eastwood City (Im not sure if that place is still there beside "dampa")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bowling&lt;/i&gt; - one of expensive if not most sport out there (the like of golf noh). Yeah, to became a true blooded bowler and not just to be called as seasonal bowler you have to have a full bowling gears! Yep! From hand guide to bowling shoe, &amp;nbsp;and your own bowling balls and bags! It excite me whenever some of the guys decided to play bowling once in a while. I like the Chester King moves you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Swimming&lt;/i&gt; - the love of my life at the moment! Yep since the place I'm staying have 4 pools, I can't stop and think to dive&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;I passed by the place to head home. I actually swim alternate days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taekwondo&lt;/i&gt; - Not all of my friends know that I'm practicing this sports. Well they always ask me where I am whenever we have a training. I'm planning to join an invitational game again next year at Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Movie/Series&lt;/i&gt; - from DDD to Glee name it. You might want to include Amazing race, both US and Asia version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foods&lt;/i&gt; - Yes! I love to eat and when I eat, I make sure I satisfied my hunger. This might be the reason why I'm getting fatter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6901094269871242356?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6901094269871242356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6901094269871242356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6901094269871242356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6901094269871242356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-that-keeps-me-busy.html' title='Things That Keeps Me Busy'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4141092905709131478</id><published>2010-11-03T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:32:35.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Ball, Kick, Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guangzhou! here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course I am just kidding. What I mean is that all eyes and attention will be in Guangzhou's after 9 days. &amp;nbsp;(I capture the picture yesterday-my bad).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been so into sports this past few years now, and planning to join another team here in Malaysia again, but I'm still yet to confirm with them. It will all depends on my mood actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well I hope they televise all the games in Asian Game like they did in Commonwealth Games.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.cache.netease.com/gz2010/2010/11/2/201011021612322bece.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4141092905709131478?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4141092905709131478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4141092905709131478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4141092905709131478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4141092905709131478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/11/ball-kick-splash.html' title='Ball, Kick, Splash'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5718646482322603820</id><published>2010-11-03T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:58:51.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;I always forgot that beside facebook &lt;s&gt;friendster?&lt;/s&gt; and twitter I still have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;this site at the other side of the web.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The other social networks keeps me away in this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Anyway, haven't visted my friendster account for quite some times now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am wondering what is happening in that site now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried to visit it last time but the site runs very slow. too slow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5718646482322603820?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5718646482322603820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5718646482322603820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5718646482322603820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5718646482322603820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-always-forgot-that-beside-facebook.html' title=''/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-9050606979594804602</id><published>2010-10-21T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T10:11:43.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tweet'/><title type='text'>Tweet Note</title><content type='html'>A web friend quoted on her tweet this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"People change for two reasons: For their own happiness, and for someone they love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe that people change because of their wants not because of their needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts? Kindly share. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-9050606979594804602?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/9050606979594804602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=9050606979594804602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9050606979594804602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9050606979594804602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/10/tweet-note.html' title='Tweet Note'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6589992002965192843</id><published>2010-09-17T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:32:31.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><title type='text'>Update About Her</title><content type='html'>Last night, We give her an advance Birthday Celebration at her place. Her house is packed with her friends, old and new ones. We want her to remember how happy we were when she leave us here...temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we know and we all praying that she will be back again here in Malaysia to continue and work for her dream. We all know that God will give her all the strength she will need to face her situation today. That God will heal her, that He will guide her, that God will touch the hands of the professionals who will help in curing her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6589992002965192843?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6589992002965192843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6589992002965192843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6589992002965192843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6589992002965192843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/09/update-about-her.html' title='Update About Her'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7460400333939169647</id><published>2010-09-15T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:13:27.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>About Her</title><content type='html'>It looks like her status is getting worse. We can sense her worries behind those force smile she always gave to us. Her house mate told us she cant sleep and she always hear her walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying our best not to show our fear and worries in front of her. I told our friends to stay happy, talked lightly and laughable things every time we are near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some broke up sometimes, asking her plans after this.. she will be heading back to the Philippines soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray everything will be okay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7460400333939169647?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7460400333939169647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7460400333939169647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7460400333939169647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7460400333939169647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/09/about-her.html' title='About Her'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6144182474716411528</id><published>2010-09-14T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:50:51.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I don't know where to start this post really, I been thinking to post about the things happen around me this past days but I cant think of a word to start it. There are overwhelmed news, a happy and sad ones that We are experiencing now. We, as in, the people with me here in Malaysia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Its just 2 weeks ago, when I, out of nowhere, ask my friends a.k.a colleagues a.k.a countrymen to have a break and have some fun together and play bowling an the nearest shopping mall in our area. They all come except from one of my close friends who is not feeling well that day, and Bea who live 1 hour express bus away from our office.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Its been a great night and a happy moment for us. We are glad to have a little time of bonding away from the stress from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Day after that, one of our friend had a car accident.. Good thing that she didn't had any serious problem from that. Though she got lots of bruises over her body.. she is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Me, on the other hand, start to feel aches on my body and throat which later become a serious tonsillitis which bother me for a couple of days. I take 3 kinds of antibiotic.. 500mg each.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then a friend of ours, without known reason, felt wrong with her body/health.. which turns out to be a very serious illness. (post to follow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6144182474716411528?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6144182474716411528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6144182474716411528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6144182474716411528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6144182474716411528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7258999822774908756</id><published>2010-09-03T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:56:22.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thing That I Am Sure Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Even though you keep your self trained and worked out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;... you will be down once you are ill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang.. pero ang sakit sa katawan promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7258999822774908756?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7258999822774908756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7258999822774908756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7258999822774908756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7258999822774908756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/09/thing-that-i-am-sure-now.html' title='Thing That I Am Sure Now'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8736994134722613903</id><published>2010-08-25T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:06:52.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl Who Save Us</title><content type='html'>one of the twitter peeps post on her page yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It takes 1 man to put the country into shame and 1 woman to bring back its flame!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations and Thanks You Ms. Maria Venus Raj!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8736994134722613903?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5782864073013199426</id><published>2010-08-19T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:18:43.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Getting Bored</title><content type='html'>There are no exciting and or frustrating things happen for the couple of days now.. My mind seems to stop to function too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything usable to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a good sign....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5782864073013199426?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5782864073013199426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5782864073013199426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5782864073013199426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5782864073013199426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/08/getting-bored.html' title='Getting Bored'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1711618865742370678</id><published>2010-08-18T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:55:48.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On the Web'/><title type='text'>Sun After The Rain</title><content type='html'>Reading randomly online when I found this yahoo &lt;a href="http://green.yahoo.com/blog/guest_bloggers/60/turn-ugly-dresses-into-nice-ones-for-1.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; about this girl who lost her job busying her time to create a new wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool story eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1711618865742370678?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1711618865742370678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1711618865742370678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1711618865742370678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1711618865742370678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/08/sun-after-rain.html' title='Sun After The Rain'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4582521068841743679</id><published>2010-08-14T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:51:44.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trial</title><content type='html'>Found an application from itunes which help you to edit and post in your blog without using an email to post. It looks cool actually, atleast im not going to crack my head thinking how can i update my page. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4582521068841743679?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4582521068841743679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4582521068841743679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4582521068841743679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4582521068841743679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-trial.html' title='Another Trial'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6937320964623836240</id><published>2010-08-13T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:51:47.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Back Again after 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hiatus after the nightmare I had last June.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Notice, that there are some changes done by Blogger on their site, pretty cool eh? Haven't explore the new features yet, but it seems nice and neat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Having a headache today, stress with problem related to work. I need to make sure to take some good rest this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6937320964623836240?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6937320964623836240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6937320964623836240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6937320964623836240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6937320964623836240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-again-after-14.html' title='Back Again after 14'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8294269626699094780</id><published>2010-07-14T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:45:32.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thats it! I will hate July 14 for ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8294269626699094780?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8294269626699094780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8294269626699094780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8294269626699094780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8294269626699094780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-it-i-will-hate-july-14-for-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8677216016948923715</id><published>2010-07-14T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:44:35.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wala akong mapaglabasan... sorry!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PUTANG INAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8677216016948923715?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8677216016948923715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8677216016948923715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8677216016948923715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8677216016948923715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/07/wala-akong-mapaglabasan.html' title=''/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5665389942861596400</id><published>2010-07-07T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:11:45.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doo doo doot doot</title><content type='html'>Just finish my dinner at 0010h. Not even reach my place. Had A long boring meeting at the office. Got a short chat conversation with my friend. She too told me how tired her day was. She added that she is in bad mood earlier, and in my surprised... In Me! Yep, in Me. &lt;p&gt;She doesn&amp;#39;t explain why... But it doens&amp;#39;t mattter anymore. Well it just proved that no one can pleased anybody in any way you like.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m just going to rest for a couple of minutes more before i head home...will burn the food i take before i hug my favorite pillow!!! Tomorrow is another day... Hope everyone are chilled by then! &lt;p&gt;Bon nuit!&lt;p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5665389942861596400?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5665389942861596400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5665389942861596400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5665389942861596400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5665389942861596400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/07/doo-doo-doot-doot.html' title='Doo doo doot doot'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5178760593833240337</id><published>2010-07-06T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:20:26.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What's With The P??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It makes me amazed on how this "P.I" words is like a virus spreading in the area quickly.. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5178760593833240337?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5178760593833240337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5178760593833240337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5178760593833240337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5178760593833240337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-with-p.html' title='What&apos;s With The P??'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5471444487735098939</id><published>2010-06-27T17:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:11:41.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Standard Chartered - Kuala Lumpur Marathon 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, after a short preparation for this event, me and my friend, managed to finished it! We tasted the 10km of sweat, a bit of tears and foot blisters of my 4th marathon to date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a fine morning.. a rainy, but fine morning. Good thing, the rain finished before we started our race. I just pity all those who join the 42KM run since the rain was on its mids when they started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at the venue around 6am from my friend's house. The atmosphere is so intense when we reach there. There are lots of participants, from 21 and 10 Kilometers who are busy stretching and doing their pre-marathon routines. I just watch them and enjoy the moment. In my mind I say, "&lt;i&gt;This is it, I'm not a newbie anymore.. I will surely love this!&lt;/i&gt;" Though my stomach and bladder isn't say so. They are nervous, nervous that I felt some butterfly in it and my bladder told me to go and search for a comfort room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 6:52 when Me and my friends decided to queue on the starting area and condition our mind for the run. I was busy listening to David Cook's "The Time Of My Life" (not the "Dirty Dancing" theme, but the song he sang as his Final Song in American Idol) when the announcement was given for the race to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many 10Km participants that it took us 2 minutes before we cross the starting line and record my starting time using our D-Tag attached on my left shoelace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;... Walk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Run...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;... Walk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... was my technique earlier. I don't want to force my left foot which is still recovering from the sprain I got from the Badminton tournament last time. I am expecting to finish the race at an hour and 20 minutes, 20 minutes shy from my time on the last Marathon in Cyberjaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its still early and here we was, watching the busy road of Kuala Lumpur while running. I'm counting if we are near to the finish line.. it looks like forever for me. I'm not aware of what song I'm listening to, or what song I have listen on my iPod anymore, I'm busy thinking where was my friends? Where was that drinking station after 4Km, isn't it 4km yet? Yep! 4000 meters and I'm already thought those things.. so Imagine what more did I think for the last 6km of the run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCgOrMunEeI/AAAAAAAAAek/EJwmvLjdo04/s320/map_10km_marathon_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487652281264837090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Familiar places... KL Sentral, Indian Town, Police Station and now Jalan Sayed Putra. Finally, I saw the drinking station, and like the others who are thirsty, I queued and get my two cups of 100 plus from the table. I saw 4 portable toilet on the route but ignore to pee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My run continue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KL Railway station. I thought we are already near to the finish line because I haven't notice any "Mark Sign". I check my phone just to be surprised, 39 minutes? It's already 39 minutes.. I calculated 3 minutes more and I will reach the finish line.. that was fast.. what happen??? My mind was set that I am already near.. but it was a mistake! I haven't remember that we will cross the back of the KL Station twice as stated on the 10km map.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We turn left going to the Lake Garden, its an inclined area and it adds the burdens on us, runners. Most of us just walk and started to run again after we reached Jalan Cenderawasih and Jalan Parlimen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was in the last 2km to 2.5km when I noticed a commotion ahead me. It was, I think, in Jalan Raja Laut before Sogo Mall. Though still far, I saw a man lying on the side of the road, surrounded by some of his friend (I think). Some of them was shouting.. Mani! Mani! Mani! Many or Manie, I don't know what word they calling. Then all of the sudden I felt nervous, I thought that man lying there was my friend Manny who got separated from me earlier in the race. it was about 40 meters when I heard them clearly.. they are calling for Medics! Maybe their friends need someone who have oxygen... in my iPod, Regine Velasquez is singing "Babalik Kang Muli". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I passed near the group to check if its my friend.. Good Heaven, I thought... it's not him! Then my eyes got wet... Yes I cried! I felt sad about what happen on the guy there while listening to the sad music.. thinking, how if its me lying there? Or my friends? What will happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that he would be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my final Kilometer, I saw the tents made by the organizers. I am near the finish line.. and this time, it's for real! My clock says, I been running for an hour and 15minutes, 5 minutes more! There are lots of people cheering for their friends, family and loveones. Other are just watching the event. Gathering pictures of the runners along the way.. and now my final steps! I crossed the Ark with a big happy letters "FINISH". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything are a very very sweet experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5471444487735098939?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5471444487735098939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5471444487735098939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5471444487735098939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5471444487735098939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/standard-chartered-kuala-lumpur.html' title='Standard Chartered - Kuala Lumpur Marathon 2010'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCgOrMunEeI/AAAAAAAAAek/EJwmvLjdo04/s72-c/map_10km_marathon_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3249553546119732597</id><published>2010-06-23T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:51:23.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee'/><title type='text'>Glee: Charice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCG83sV9woI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qo1UvtoflJM/s1600/444aff527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCG83sV9woI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qo1UvtoflJM/s320/444aff527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485873486096089730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Actually I read the news since yesterday but forgot to post it..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, Charice, as per PEP and INQ is confirm to join US hot TV series Glee. But i'm just worried if this is still indeed true since I read one article from Newyork times that casting of 3 new role for the show through reality project was cancelled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Quote: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fox &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://tvbythenumbers.com/2010/01/11/gleeks-rejoice-fox-picks-up-second-season-of-glee-open-casting-call-begins-in-february/38368"&gt;&lt;i&gt;unveiled the never-titled reality project&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; last January at the same time it confirmed it was renewing &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;for a second season. It solicited audition videos on &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/gleeauditions"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ye olde MySpace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; from contestants who wanted to compete for one of three new roles on the show; the ensuing happy-off would be filmed for an &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;–like multipart special that would lead up to the season-two premiere. "There's never really been an unscripted program like this on television before," Fox reality overlord Mike Darnell promised at the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now there still won't be. Though they collected the tryout videos, Murphy and Fox execs have since quietly agreed to kill the on-air competition after it became clear that working on the reality show would mean less time for planning season two (and the recently announced season three). As it is, Murphy and his team have already had their schedules crowded by such extracurricular events as the brief &lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glee &lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;live tour, multiple hit soundtrack albums, a trip to the White House, and, of course, Oprah. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;So its seems that one of the 3 slots landed to Charice who will play as an exchange student in the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/2010/06/glee_reality_show_canceled.html"&gt;Vulture&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/194079/its-official-charice-to-join-glee-next-season"&gt;GMA News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3249553546119732597?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3249553546119732597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3249553546119732597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3249553546119732597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3249553546119732597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/glee-charice.html' title='Glee: Charice'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCG83sV9woI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qo1UvtoflJM/s72-c/444aff527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8646279916342052954</id><published>2010-06-22T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:56:43.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Federer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wimbledon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Jinx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCA696mh6CI/AAAAAAAAAeE/No1eopjgGgQ/s1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCA696mh6CI/AAAAAAAAAeE/No1eopjgGgQ/s320/untitled1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485449181514557474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was about to sleep last night when I decided to check the current Wimbledon match in the sport channel. I don't normally watch early stages of any Grand Slam not until its 4th round or Quarter Finals, I just had the urge to check what is the happening to switch my focus from the last match between Portugal and North Korea in World Cup. Oh Btw, the game is not that interesting.. though Portugal won 7 to none against PKR.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I didn't know that my least favorite player, Federer (hahaha peace to all my friends :D ) is currently battling his survival in the tournament. They are currently playing the 4th set and 1 game each. I haven't notice at first that Federer was 1 set behind Falla who won the first and second set of the match. I was in this "Wow" state learning that Roger might exit the tournament earlier.. beyond expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was in the 10th game, he got into a dimmed moment scoring 30-40 with Falla serving for the match when everything turn in favor of him again. And then I was in dismay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The match finished with Roger winning in fifth set 6-0...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing, I didn't have nightmare after that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8646279916342052954?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8646279916342052954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8646279916342052954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8646279916342052954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8646279916342052954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/jinx.html' title='Jinx'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/TCA696mh6CI/AAAAAAAAAeE/No1eopjgGgQ/s72-c/untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4095365132151412336</id><published>2010-06-22T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:15:43.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badminton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekends: Finals, Run, Friends</title><content type='html'>I haven't heard any news whether our badminton final will be set this coming Saturday. If it will, I do hope they schedule it in the morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weekend would be very busy for sure. Sunday will be the day of our KL Marathon. I wasn't sure yet if I will get my Race kit personally or will ask someone to get it for me. If Saturday final will pushed through, then I have the whole afternoon to visit Titiwangsa where the Race Kit Collection Centers for the marathon is located. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no running/jogging practice for a few days now due to the sprain on my left foot which I got from the badminton game last weekend. I hope the sprain healed soon. If not, I will force to just walk and be left out on the running route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an hour swimming practice last night with Thess and Allan. This is to test my breathing to check if I still can stand doing one routine for a couple of minutes without resting. A great cardio exercise too, so it will benefit me for my upcoming run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;____&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I met some new great guys from the LBC cup. I learned that they will join the run too but in different distance. Hope to see them along the way. They are pretty cool and quite friendly. Atleast my world will not rotate in Cyberjaya alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4095365132151412336?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4095365132151412336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4095365132151412336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4095365132151412336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4095365132151412336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekends-finals-run-friends.html' title='Weekends: Finals, Run, Friends'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2640582223371879149</id><published>2010-06-19T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:03:20.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!!!!</title><content type='html'>And I really meant it. Or maybe the proper expression should be a very deep and long sighhhhhhhh! &lt;p&gt;I just finish a total of 4 badminton games within 8 hours. 4 not intense but very tiring badminton games! I&amp;#39;m just glad that my partner and I won all that matches.&lt;p&gt;I just felt some soreness in my feet and so&lt;br&gt;E problem in breathing. I need a very long rest for sure to recover.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPod&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-2640582223371879149?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2640582223371879149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2640582223371879149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2640582223371879149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2640582223371879149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/whew.html' title='Whew!!!!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7987864903610394493</id><published>2010-06-18T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:27:38.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial</title><content type='html'> &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Greetings!!!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=2 face="sans-serif"&gt;Email posting trial since Ipod didnt support blogger.com yet.. (ithink)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7987864903610394493?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7987864903610394493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7987864903610394493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7987864903610394493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7987864903610394493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/trial.html' title='Trial'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8733736797304024069</id><published>2010-06-17T11:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:30:08.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Planning to go back to my old routine...  Just hoping for me to adapt again easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thinking stupidly for the past days or weeks I supposed... Can't get out of it yet.. hopefully soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Somewhere good things are waiting for me... or it just around me and I haven't notice it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/5545869725468400063-8733736797304024069?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8733736797304024069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8733736797304024069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8733736797304024069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8733736797304024069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5301203883505455849</id><published>2010-06-17T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:17:18.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Is There True Love in Cyber World?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. maybe there is!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5301203883505455849?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5301203883505455849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5301203883505455849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5301203883505455849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5301203883505455849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-there-true-love-in-cyber-world.html' title='Is There True Love in Cyber World?'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1448873752462583950</id><published>2010-04-26T11:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:09:07.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><title type='text'>Knockin' FOR Heaven's Door!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kansurok...I don't know how many of you or even Filipinos know about this place. I tried to search from Wiki pages and found no information about this hidden(?) place in Marinduque Philippines. Even my colleague who grew in Boac, capital of the Province know nothing about it. He only says, "Its too far and no transportation going at that place".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why did I suddenly came up to write about this? Well no one knows that a close College friend is doing an outreached program to help and reached the people of the area. She is a part of a Christian Organization, the Capitol City Baptist Church who started a Church Planting and Development Project at the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its overwhelming fact that this guys, though busy on their personal and professional lives, found time to participate in this mission. And after several months of helping the guys there, they will again visit the place on May 21 to 26 to conduct and continue their mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And because of this, I, through this little page in web, wants to encourage YOU to help these guys in their mission. Lets help them to make this activity a success....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through prayers.. that God be their guide...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through your donations.. donating your Old Books, Toys, and other School Supplies...and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through your Monetary Help that they will use for all the activities on this mission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know that any help they will received from us will be a great assistance to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;______&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may contact my friend Jocelyn through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. her blog at &lt;a href="http://bebejho.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://bebejho.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. her kansurok entries at "&lt;a href="http://bebejho.blogspot.com/2010/03/kansurok-appeal-for-help.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;An Appeal For Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Email at JRLlamas@bayan.com.ph (Bayan Telecommunications) or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Office phone +632-4970947, Cellphone +63-9223375140 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1448873752462583950?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1448873752462583950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1448873752462583950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1448873752462583950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1448873752462583950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/04/knockin-for-heavens-door.html' title='Knockin&apos; FOR Heaven&apos;s Door!!!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1956644350762934113</id><published>2010-04-03T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:57:48.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Tiring Melaka Trip</title><content type='html'>Just got back from our tour in &lt;a href="http://www.asiatravel.com/malaysia/melaka_info/index.html"&gt;Melaka&lt;/a&gt;.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so much fun.. I really enjoy the place. Its like Fort Santiago or Corregidor of Malaysia. I only have an issue with the weather in the place.. It was so soo sooo hot that I sweat my butt while walking around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since its Saturday, there are lots of tourist and local people around. There are plenty of places to visit and things to do so your time will not be wasted. Just ready your pocket since most of the places will require you to pay :D. Business baby.. business!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's very tiring but yeah a fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will specify the things I done there soon.. hopefully if I got and extra time. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1956644350762934113?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1956644350762934113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1956644350762934113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1956644350762934113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1956644350762934113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/04/tiring-melaka-trip.html' title='Tiring Melaka Trip'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6823627229642401860</id><published>2010-04-03T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:46:24.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Keeping Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunway Lagoon activity is &lt;b&gt;CANCELLED...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...is this a sign for us to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at home? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and thats a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plan B, Plan B!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If there is so called &lt;i&gt;"Under Study"&lt;/i&gt; in theater... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we also have ours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melaka.net/"&gt;MELAKA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6823627229642401860?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6823627229642401860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6823627229642401860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6823627229642401860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6823627229642401860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/04/keeping-busy.html' title='Keeping Busy'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-213904459177999911</id><published>2010-04-02T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:42:19.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why did they call it Good Friday?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is GOOD about this day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why not Good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Satuday&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-213904459177999911?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/213904459177999911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=213904459177999911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/213904459177999911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/213904459177999911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/04/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4939502540895687786</id><published>2010-03-31T11:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T12:21:10.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Long Weekends (Holy Week)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to have a long holiday starting tomorrow to observed Holy Week. I didn't practice much of me being Catholic actually which I think is not disrespecting the customs I grew with. It just that I'm not a practitioner, I still pray, I go to church, doing what I know (for myself) is right.. but thats it...nothing more.. nothing less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when I learn that long holiday will fall on my off Saturday, me and my friends plan how to make the most out of this rare opportunity. Like last year, we went to Perhentian Island in Terrengganu and spent the days away from work to relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, we hope and plan to visit &lt;a href="http://www.sunway.com.my/lagoon/index.asp"&gt;Sunway Lagoon&lt;/a&gt; in Petaling Jaya. Were planning to go there on the 2nd since one of us still need to work on the 1st of April. Still do hope that this year's Holyweek be a peaceful and happy week for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S7LNaBPgxLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_OQ4yKbQ9a8/s320/top1abo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454647945592882354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 119px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4939502540895687786?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4939502540895687786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4939502540895687786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4939502540895687786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4939502540895687786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-weekends-holy-week.html' title='Long Weekends (Holy Week)'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S7LNaBPgxLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/_OQ4yKbQ9a8/s72-c/top1abo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3696984094199464222</id><published>2010-03-31T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:32:47.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Things I Missed To Do Lately</title><content type='html'>Cooking my own food...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying and reading my old notes in school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travelling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day Dreaming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using my brain... hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;* Thought this will be a long list *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3696984094199464222?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3696984094199464222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3696984094199464222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3696984094199464222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3696984094199464222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-i-missed-to-do-lately.html' title='Things I Missed To Do Lately'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8657883395179702051</id><published>2010-03-29T08:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:24:52.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Switch Your Head Gear On!</title><content type='html'>"On your mark... Set... Go!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those words signal us to go and make a new history for the first Energizer Night Marathon in the country  held in Cyberjaya, Selangor. My third marathon to date and my second night marathon of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so happy that my pre-run training help me alot to reach my goal. Though my friend Shai, who I always ask to jog with me didn't registered, I'm grateful that she supported me to this event. Together with some friends, Nog and Bea, and other runners and the crowd, the event became a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, Nog run on the same category as mine. We started together but since there are lots of runners and I think we both want to maintain our pace, we split our way. The first  2km of the run is really a struggle to me, my mind is not focused and I was worrying about my leg calves. I'm having a back pain early that day and my mind was not set properly about the event. Keeping my running pace is a problem too. Seeing those more fitted runners run as if its nothing to them felt very intimidating that you want to compete, you want to push your self, you want to sprint! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the past experiences gave me lessons that pace and distance running has a step by step procedure that you need to keep in mind. You need to save your energy for the last kilometers of the run and best of all to keep the will to go through, keep running and keep motivated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I keep going, checking my cellphone which I used as a stop-watch once I reached every drinking point stationed on every 2.5km mark (which I doubt since I only remember passing 3 drinking station points). I keep going and did not stop running until about 4km to walk and started to run-jog again after a minute of walk to rest. I continue the process for another 3km, walk for every up and running on down slopes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I let my motivation push me to finish the last 3km of run. So what keeps me motivated? Those friends waiting and cheering for us on the finish line, those people who run for a cause (what ever reason might that be), and those people, despite of old age, challenge themselves to participate in the event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the sweetest moment of all came, the time I saw the finish mark, that huge ark that welcomes you, greeted you and somewhat whisper to me, saying, "Good Job".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My un-official time based on my cellphone is 1:02:03:04.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8657883395179702051?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8657883395179702051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8657883395179702051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8657883395179702051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8657883395179702051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/switch-your-head-gear-on.html' title='Switch Your Head Gear On!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5125819300228287850</id><published>2010-03-27T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T16:46:30.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Hour'/><title type='text'>This is it! Earth Hour and Energizer Night Race 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Almost 8 hours from now, the global environmental awareness activity a.k.a. "Earth Hour" will once again be observed here in Malaysia. Some of the cable providers will join the activity by cutting the regular program off and will be blacked out their stations for an hour which will start at 2030h. The company I'm working with will observed this global activity too..  so for those who wants to make a change by participating to this activity, all you have to do is switch off your lights tonight at "Earth Hour" (2030H).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ScHzipH5udI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kKSVBfL-pkE/s320/180px-Earth-Hour-Logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at 2100h, I will join in the first Cyberjaya Night Marathon sponsored by Energizer. The event will start at 1800h (for those who join the full marathon). Since I don't have the guts to try and push my self too hard, I only join the Mens Open 10km run. Some of my friends will be joining me to this fun run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.energizernightrace.com.my/index.php"&gt;http://www.energizernightrace.com.my/index.php&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Healthy living yeah?///&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5125819300228287850?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5125819300228287850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5125819300228287850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5125819300228287850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5125819300228287850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-it-earth-hour-and-energizer.html' title='This is it! Earth Hour and Energizer Night Race 2010'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ScHzipH5udI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kKSVBfL-pkE/s72-c/180px-Earth-Hour-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-746432267074116443</id><published>2010-03-25T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:57:27.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earth Hour'/><title type='text'>Environmental Event is Back - Earth Hour 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ScHzipH5udI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kKSVBfL-pkE/s320/180px-Earth-Hour-Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314796811753994706" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 176px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark your calendar peeps.. March 27, at exactly 2030h, the globe will experience the huge environmental event once again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Be part of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Make a change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date: March 27, 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time: 2030h&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue: All around the Globe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Isn't that exciting???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-746432267074116443?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/746432267074116443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=746432267074116443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/746432267074116443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/746432267074116443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/environmental-event-is-back-earth-hour.html' title='Environmental Event is Back - Earth Hour 2010'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ScHzipH5udI/AAAAAAAAAPw/kKSVBfL-pkE/s72-c/180px-Earth-Hour-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4340529268170833608</id><published>2010-03-24T09:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:33:20.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S6mS0TWxZJI/AAAAAAAAAds/0-35KqAfCOA/s1600-h/18343_276358154212_620409212_3442168_4477735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S6mSFTNe53I/AAAAAAAAAdk/6eeamYUGT_s/s1600-h/topbanner_putrajayamarathon071209.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My journal wasn't been updated for a couple of weeks. Like eating, I think I slowly loosing my appetite.. hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I been quite busy in two months now, taekwondo training and competition, Sony Ericson WTA tournament and Marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 6 and 7 dated my first Tae Kwon Do tournament. Two weeks prior to the date, I been very busy training for 3 hours, 3 days a week. It combines my preparation for the competition and for my marathon a night before the BIG day. Its really a rush training since the students were been away for End of Year holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S6mSFTNe53I/AAAAAAAAAdk/6eeamYUGT_s/s320/topbanner_putrajayamarathon071209.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452049443662522226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 48px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9pm, February 6. My first night marathon in Putrajaya, Malaysia. My 2nd marathon to date. Together with my friend, Shai, I join the 7.7km fun run. It was a sweet experience but not sweeter than my first run. I was holding back to run fast since I'm worrying about my leg calf and muscles to contract. If it happens, my taekwondo tournament the next day will be doomed. I finished the race at 9:42pm... yeah 42 minutes after the starting time.. Well, I really thought I might get a medal that time.. but still I got none. Since we have nothing to do after the race, We decided to walk going home and took some pictures in Putrajaya's beautiful lover's bridge :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S6mS0TWxZJI/AAAAAAAAAds/0-35KqAfCOA/s320/18343_276358154212_620409212_3442168_4477735_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452050251155334290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 96px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7am, February 7. the Big day. I received an early sms from our group president, Eddy, requesting us to be in the competition place at 7:15. I did not inform him about my activity the other night, so he is expecting me and the rest of the team to be physically fit in that morning. He calls an early meeting for a run-through of the event. Since MMU is the organizer of the competition, We, the demo team are set to perform. I came late.. I wasn't able to join in the run-through. He says its okay. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fight was set to start at 9am, but the program proper started at 10. In my mind I thought, "bruises will be all around my body before We perform". I watched some fights, between the lower category, to observed and see how they move and play the game. Some of them didn't use the whole place to move and chase their opponent. No solid kicks and their stamina are very low. They are panting too much on the first half of the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two teammates won their first match by a no-show opponent. I was next, the butterflies on my stomach started to bother me. I was nervous. I saw my opponent and it add ups the bad thoughts I'm feeling that day. Eddy is in my back telling me what to do if he thinks theres an open spot and possible points which I follow. It was a great match, a great experience and I can't wait to be part of the next tournament. I got a bronze :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2pm, February 28. Sony Ericson WTA Kuala Lumpur Open. After attending the mass at the City, Shai and I went to Bukit Kiara Equestrian and Country Resort to watch the final match of the first WTA in KL. I was excited to see one of my favorite players, Elena Dementieva, who I called "Mommy". She is soooo pretty. I still love her though she didn't win. She is good but her opponent, Alisa Kleybanova is superb. Her ball placements are excellent that Elena can't break her serve or even save her own service game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4340529268170833608?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4340529268170833608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4340529268170833608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4340529268170833608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4340529268170833608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/03/update.html' title='Update...'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/S6mSFTNe53I/AAAAAAAAAdk/6eeamYUGT_s/s72-c/topbanner_putrajayamarathon071209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8020271338429460340</id><published>2010-02-11T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:44:07.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sickness'/><title type='text'>I Hate You!</title><content type='html'>And I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this is just temporary, and everything will be back as what it is before.. as smooth and happy as what I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cheated on  me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been days and you keep on bugging me.. what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of sleepless nights now. You woke me in the midst of my sleep, for what, just to make me feel that you're still there? That you don't want to go no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you knew I sometimes wake up with tears in my eyes.. and still you're not bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too much, I had enough of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get away.. I don't need you in my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get lost! Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me to my flu-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8020271338429460340?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8020271338429460340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8020271338429460340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8020271338429460340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8020271338429460340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hate-you.html' title='I Hate You!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-890519178462057248</id><published>2010-01-08T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:43:26.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas and Newyear!</title><content type='html'>Oh so, its been months since I last visited my site.... I think my passion is slowly dying (passion daw).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch up.. I will try :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, We celebrated Christmas as the usual celebration we normally do for the past years. Since most of my friends prefer not to go back to Philippines, we decided to make a small get together. We attended the post Christmas eve mass at St. John, Kuala Lumpur at 2200h before we consume the foods we prepared. It's not much but we really enjoy the idea of having your friends if not love ones around you on this kind of holiday. I end my night-morning re-watching "The Day After Tomorrow" before sleeping at 5am (a nice movie to start your new day huh! hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newyear is much more wackier than the Christmas celebration that we had. Though we missed to attend the evening Mass, we managed to turn the night into a Filipino Newyear Celebration, less the firecrackers ofcourse (non of us dare to have missed limb for the following years). For some reasons, most of the attendees wears read shirts (Christmas? Birthdays?), I don't know if wearing red had any significance in celebrating the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when the clock ticked 12mn, we grabbed our plates and satiate over the table flooded with different kinds of foods.. baboy..baboy.. and lots of baboy! Its so funny that watching and hearing 2 or 5 guys shouting "Happy Newyear" without exerting efforts to show that they are grateful for having witness the changes of years. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the heartful meals, we watch a Tagalog Film "Kimi-dora". I thought first that its just a so-so movie (its an independent film actually), like other comical film I have watched. Well I was wrong... I blurted repeatedly on the midst of laughing that the movie is great. Add the tapping on the table next to me and holding some laughing noise in everyones throat. I learn later on that it topped as the biggest box office earner for an independent film..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how  happy I spent my newyear with friends :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-890519178462057248?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/890519178462057248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=890519178462057248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/890519178462057248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/890519178462057248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-christmas-and-newyear.html' title='Happy Christmas and Newyear!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7495302780020211972</id><published>2009-11-23T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:49:30.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On the Web'/><title type='text'>Proud To Be Pinoy!</title><content type='html'>To break my long silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A simple act for change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Start for a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; hope with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; impact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now he is the new country's HERO&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not Pacquiao who beats Coto... but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Efren Peñaflorida.. our 2009 CNN Hero of the Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SwoGLHHPVhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/HhgUV9O-GQM/s1600/Hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SwoGLHHPVhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/HhgUV9O-GQM/s320/Hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407141090569442834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete news about this post can be read at : &lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/177579/rps-efren-pentildeaflorida-is-2009-cnn-hero-of-the-year"&gt;http://www.gmanews.tv/story/177579/rps-efren-pentildeaflorida-is-2009-cnn-hero-of-the-year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7495302780020211972?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7495302780020211972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7495302780020211972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7495302780020211972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7495302780020211972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/11/proud-to-be-pinoy.html' title='Proud To Be Pinoy!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SwoGLHHPVhI/AAAAAAAAAdc/HhgUV9O-GQM/s72-c/Hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8697714923321212344</id><published>2009-10-26T10:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:56:11.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Déjà Vu</title><content type='html'>I'm ready to decide which course to take for my major year. Its the enrollment week and everyone I ask told me to take "Finance" as a major. I was so firm to take Advertising but most of my friends will either take "Marketing" or "Management". There are still some course to consider, like shifting to Accountancy since I have reasonable grades, or IT courses since this two are booming in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw, Rey, walking towards me from South-Wing Bldg. He approached me and ask if I saw Reagan, I replied back and said, NO. I ask him what major he will take but he ignored me and moved away. I felt bad, why he didn't answer me? I helped him to finish their Radio Advertisement Project in "Advertising". Maybe he don't want me in their group. Our group of 4, which we call "The Ghost Fighter Group", Reagan as Eugene, Rey as Dennis, Gerald as Vincent and Me as Jericho. Jericho is not one of the 4 major character in the local dubbed Japanese Saga (Yu Yu Hakusho) but I don't want to be tagged as Alfred thats why I choose him as my character in our group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked around, I found my self entering a classroom at 6f in East-Wing. This is the room where our subject "Humanities" held. Mr, Abcede teaches us about Religion instead of the subject proper. I looked around and saw no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to 5th floor North-Wing and saw Marilen, I know her somewhere but not in this school. What she's doing here? She didn't pay me a look though my eyes darted and sticked on her while walking towards their crowd. She's wearing a maroon uniform, from Accounting department, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued, towards the Dean's office to check my eligibility of being a scholar. I been applying and granted a scholarship since the second semester of my first year in the University. I saw some familiar busy faces when I enter, but no one entertained me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go and stayed to get some air in the University lagoon. It changes a lot  this past years. I remember to have a broken bricks of path ways and filthy chairs around the area. Now, they replaced it to tiles. I sit and watch every busy souls walking around when suddenly I off balance and fell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Ringgggg ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up! It's just a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8697714923321212344?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8697714923321212344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8697714923321212344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8697714923321212344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8697714923321212344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/10/deja-vu.html' title='Déjà Vu'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7418277695235249314</id><published>2009-10-16T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:43:34.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Work'/><title type='text'>Life Changing Story</title><content type='html'>My page was been stagnant for the past days. Due to busy and demanding work schedule, I forgot to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will post one forwarded message here.. It's worth reading actually. Just like to share to those who accidentally wander on my page, friends and regular visitors. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;GOD IS ALWAYS KIND TO THE  WIDOWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;AND ORPHANS and children, in  general.  Let's appreciate our parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;who took care of us unselfishly- who put to heart the moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;of rearing God given children. And for this - it is our moral  obligation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to do the same to our  kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on.&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very touching and a great eye opener for  all of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a Cebuano, a touching and a worth-living story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was diagnosed with having a possible  heart enlargement, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;have  followed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a strict regimen of physical  exercises. I jog during week days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and take a long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ride biking to the  mountains &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_4" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;every  Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_5" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;this  Sunday&lt;/span&gt; turned out to be a special Sunday for me. While I was  on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to the mountains of Busay (Cebu ) hoping to strengthen my  heart by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;this exercise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I personally encountered a heart-breaking scene that  changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already passed by  the Marco Polo Plaza (formerly &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_6" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Cebu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_7" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Plaza  Hotel&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;when I decided to stop  to buy bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;at a small  car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nderia located&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;along the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I haven't taken any solid food that morning so I wanted some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fruits to have the needed energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to get to my destination - the mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost done eating with a second banana  when I noticed two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;children  across&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the street busily searching the  garbage area. "*Basureros*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I said  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;myself and quickly turned my  attention away from them to sip a small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;amount of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;water. I couldn't care  less for these children, to make it straight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I  do not like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;them and I do not trust  them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, several times I had been a victim to these children  who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pretending to be  *basureros*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for empty bottles and cans when in fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the 'palangganas', kalderos', and 'hinayhays' are their  favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one afternoon while I was watching a TV program  when the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;screen suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;became blurred. I checked outside and saw two  young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*basureros*running away with  my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;newly installed  antenna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred may be too strong a word to describe my feeling towards  these *basureros*, but I honestly just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;do not like them. Until I met these three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to embark on my bike again  when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;heard one of the two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;children, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;girl of about 7 or 8 years of age, saying aloud to the other, a boy  of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;about 12 years, "Kuya si  Dodong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kunin mo kasi tumitingin sa mga  kumain, nakakahiya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Only then did I notice  a small boy standing near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;biting  slightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;his fingers. He's a few inches  shorter compared to my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5-year old  son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(I came to know later that he's also  5 years old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he did not ask for food from anyone in the  car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nderia, the way he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;looking at the  customers who were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eating was enough to  convince me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he was  intensely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;craving for food. The older boy then  quickly crossed the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;street and gently  pulled out the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;little one who politely  obeyed. As I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;watched the two  crossing back the street to the garbage area, I heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the tindera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;saying "Kawawa naman yang mga &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_8" style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;batang&lt;/span&gt;  yan mababait pa naman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;learned further from the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nderia owner that the children were from a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;good family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Both parents were working before and that their father had a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;stroke 3 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ago and became partially paralyzed while their mother died of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;heart attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as their father was still confined at the hospital. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;were  still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in their early forties when the  catastrophe happened and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;children  became&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;*basureros* since then  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;meet their daily needs and the cost  of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;their father's  medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply moved by what I heard, I went to a nearby bakery and  bought 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pesos worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;of bread and gave it to the children who initially  refused,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;including&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the little boy. "Sige lang po, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1255661318_9" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;salamat&lt;/span&gt; na lang,  bibili na lang po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kami mamaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kung makabenta na kami," the young girl said to me.&lt;br /&gt;I  explained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;they needed to go home because it was starting to rain.  "Nasanay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;na po kami," the girl answered  further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I explained that the rain could make them sick and if  they get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sick there'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;be no one to take care of their father. Upon mention of  their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;father, they nodded and accepted the  bread but I noticed that the older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;boy did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;not eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I  asked him if he does not like the kind of bread I bought for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and as he was about to explain, the little girl, who is the  more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;talkative of them, interrupted  "Linggo po kasi ngayon, pag sabado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;at lingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hapon lang po  siya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kumakain, kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lang po ang kumakain ng agahan pero di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;na po kami kakain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pagdating ng hapon si kuya lang po. Pero pag lunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hanggang biyernes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kasi may pasok, si kuya lang po ang nag-aagahan, kami naman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hapunan lang. Pero kung marami kaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;benta, kami pong lahat (kumakain),"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;she continued.&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit hindi nyo na lang hati-hatiin ang  pagkain kahit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;kakaunti para makakain  kayong lahat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I countered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  young girl reasoned out that their father wanted her older brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to school with  a full stomach so he can easily catch up on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;teacher's lessons. "Pag nagkatrabaho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;na si kuya, hihinto na kami sa pamamasura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;first honor kasi siya," the little boy added  proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was caught by surprise or I was just overly emotional  that my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;begun to fall. I then quickly turned my back from them to  hide my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and  pretended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to pick up my bike from the  car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nderia where I left it.  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;know how many seconds or minutes I spent just to compose  myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;pretending again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;this time that I was mending my bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I get  on to my bike and approached the three children to bid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;them goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and they in turn cast their grateful smiles at me. I then took  a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;good look at all of them  specially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to the small boy and pat his head  with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a pinch in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;heart. Although I believe that their positive look at  life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;could someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;change their present situation, there is one thing that  they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;could never change anymore, that is,  their being motherless. That little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;can no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;longer taste the sweet  embrace, caring, and most of all, the love of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;his mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;forever. Nobody can  fill the empty gap created by that sudden and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;untimely death of their mother. Every big event that will happen to  their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;lives will only remind them of  their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;loss and make them wish for their  mother's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached into my pocket and handed to them my last  100 peso bill which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;reserving for our department's bowling tournament. This  time they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;refused strongly but I  jokingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;said to the girl, "Suntukin kita pag  hindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mo tinanggap yan."&lt;br /&gt;She  smiled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as she extended her hand to take the  money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Salamat po, makakabili na kami ng  gamot ni papa," she uttered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;turned to the small boy and though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;he's a few feet away from me, I still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;noticed that while his right hand was holding the  half-filled sack, his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;left hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;was holding a toy --a worn out toy car. I waved my hand and  said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bye bye to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as I drove towards the mountains again. Did he just find  the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in the garbage area or was the toy originally his -- before  the misfortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;struck? I did not  bother to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But one thing is  crystal clear to me, that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in spite of the  boy's abnormal life, he has not given up his childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;completely. I can sense it by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;way he held and stared at his toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My meeting with  those young *basureros* made me poorer by 100 pesos but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;it changed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and made me richer in lessons of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In them, I learned that  life can change suddenly and just anyone may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;caught completely unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In them, I've learned  that even the darkest side of life, cannot change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;of one's heart.  Those three children, who can infrequently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;partake of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;three meals a day, were  still able to hold on to what they believe was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;right. What a contrast to many of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;us who are quick to point to our misfortunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to justify acts of impropriety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've learned to hope for deliverance even when things seem  to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;go the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I know that God cares for them.  That while He may have allowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to suffer such a  terrible life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;which our finite minds  cannot comprehend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;His boundless love will  surely see them through. And in God's own time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I know they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;will prevail. GOD BLESS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 66, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is soo good, let's appreciate it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7418277695235249314?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7418277695235249314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7418277695235249314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7418277695235249314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7418277695235249314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-changing-story.html' title='Life Changing Story'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-9192035413036091743</id><published>2009-10-06T08:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:17:29.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Yesterday Once More</title><content type='html'>It was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year that Menudo started their Golden Era which lasted not until 1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XszW1-NI/AAAAAAAAAdE/X5qlWpXUkw8/s1600-h/Menudo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XszW1-NI/AAAAAAAAAdE/X5qlWpXUkw8/s320/Menudo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390412599965120722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warner Bros. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;releases&lt;/span&gt; " The Looney Looney Looney Bugs Bunny Movie"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XtvOwReI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GdTjC_CIOv0/s1600-h/Looney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XtvOwReI/AAAAAAAAAdU/GdTjC_CIOv0/s320/Looney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390412616037320162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but it was October 6 the same year that Depeche Mode releases their first album&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "Speak and Spell"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XtV2V3EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RVyJlRSN2Mk/s1600-h/Speak+and+Spell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XtV2V3EI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RVyJlRSN2Mk/s320/Speak+and+Spell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390412609224039490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that a former highschool heartrobe  and a former J-S Prom Queen in a northern rural part of a country consist of 7,107 islands in south east asia expect for a baby boy in their small town, 38 Kilometers away from the Country's Capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now after ten thousand and two hundred twenty days, the boy whom they name after a Latin word which means "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on the right hand side, skillful, fortunate, favorable, proper and fitting"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... typing this nonsese information. Because he wants everyone to know that today is his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Special Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Happy Birthday to ME!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-9192035413036091743?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/9192035413036091743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=9192035413036091743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9192035413036091743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9192035413036091743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-once-more.html' title='Yesterday Once More'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6XszW1-NI/AAAAAAAAAdE/X5qlWpXUkw8/s72-c/Menudo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6278662930433295126</id><published>2009-10-05T09:58:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:18:30.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Open - The Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2nd part of the weekend's-capade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week since the 250 tour in Kuala Lumpur started. As I mentioned on my previous entry about the tournament, there are a few known players joined the first and new part of ATP 250 tour in the City. Sadly, we haven't had the chance to see most of them due to early exits and the fact the we only bought tickets for the final game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the early ousted players includes, former world no. 4, David Ferrer, Feliciano Lopez, Jose Acasuso and 2 time grand slam champion Lleyton Hewitt. I really rooted for Lleyton to win the tournament if Verdasco or Davydenko wouldn't make it. I thought this will be a great time for him to show his ability adding that the tournament was held in Asia and near to his Country, Australia. But, there, badluck is around the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Nikolay and Fernando smoothly sailed to the semis whom they faced the other top seeded on the tour, Robin Sorderling and Fernando Gonzales. Nikolay who defeated the charming Frenchman, Gael Monfils who just won the "Open de Moselle" a week ago in a straight set, 6-3, 6-3 faced Soderling who won to Czech, Tomas Berdych, 6-2, 6-2. And Fernando Verdasco who won to Richard Gasquet, 7-5, 6-4 faced Gonzales who defeated the ever focused Mikhail Youzhny of Russia, 6-3, 6-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not Too Easy Win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top seeded, Nikolay, won a not too easy game to Robin Soderling before reaching the final. The game lasted for morethan two hours. Robin secured the first set with a very convincing score, 6-1. But "Kolya" doesn't feel intimidated and win the last two set, 7-6(1), 6-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Game statistics: Both players produced 9 total aces, 67% of Break points, 62% service points, 38% return points and 50% total points won. - source: Protennislive.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Verdasco on the other hand, demolished Gonzales in straight set, 6-4, 7-5. Which makes my finalist prediction into real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Final GAme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of being present to a Pro Tennis Final is unexplainable. For the newbie like me(us), where everything are "first-time", the crowd, the noise, the people arriving late and those cute kids running up and down the stairs can be appreciated easily. No "shush" unlike in a movie house when someone is giggling or murmuring, this is different, and I really love the experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the two favorites on the tour, I easily fell over and decided to cheer for Davydenko. I'm a huge fan of both players, but between the two, I felt that the Russian is more deserve to win the title (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just an opinion&lt;/span&gt;). Adding that most of the spectators are cheering for Verdasco, So it's "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me Against The World&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6NH-khD9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/TaMa8O7uXuM/s1600-h/P1010102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6NH-khD9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/TaMa8O7uXuM/s320/P1010102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390400972203823058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fernando Boleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Malaysia Boleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Both players are good on their down the line ground strokes. Hitting the ball back and forth with an average of atleast 120kph. But, compliments should be given to the Russian, who keeps his pace and consistent on his game. Verdasco haven't mastered the consistency of his game yet. I don't know. Its shows on every execution on his serves and rallys. But he is still a good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break points are won by Nikolay on the 7th and 10th game of the match, which help him to secure a first set win against Fernanando, 6-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7th game result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss2Sp6XpQGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KMis3oifBvM/s1600-h/P1010111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss2Sp6XpQGI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KMis3oifBvM/s320/P1010111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390125577773072482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10th game and first set result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss2SqfzZyLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/m1kVe43vsLg/s1600-h/P1010118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss2SqfzZyLI/AAAAAAAAAcM/m1kVe43vsLg/s320/P1010118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390125587821611186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do-or-Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nerve breaking second set started with both players losing on their serves. Exchange of breakpoints on earlier games which keeps me thinking if Verdasco can pull-off to win the set to have a chance to win if ever they made it to the 3rd and deciding set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikolay seems to gain his composure and able to break on 11th game, an important point away from the Spaniards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss283J3HUgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/JUr_xwOD6TQ/s1600-h/P1010131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss283J3HUgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/JUr_xwOD6TQ/s320/P1010131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390171984758264322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Nikolay serving for the match, I prepared my self to dash down nearer to players stool to secure an autograph. My mind is already set that Nikolay will won the match. But the fences are lock :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Game fact: Verdasco produces a total of 4 double fault against 1 from Davydenko in the second and final set.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The crowd are cheering crazily for Verdasco when both players get ready for the 12th game on second set. This atleast boost Verdasco's confidence. But Davydenko is so focused that he still manage to win the game and become the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First Proton Malaysian Open Champion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6IfBkRvNI/AAAAAAAAAck/d4uiIaaU-18/s1600-h/QY2I5299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6IfBkRvNI/AAAAAAAAAck/d4uiIaaU-18/s320/QY2I5299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390395870586977490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Picture from: Malaysianopentennis.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pity I wasn't able to get a sign from Nikolay, but atleast I had Fernando's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6Kq2rnLKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QKi0a4e0ci8/s1600-h/P1010157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6Kq2rnLKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QKi0a4e0ci8/s320/P1010157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390398272846638242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6278662930433295126?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6278662930433295126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6278662930433295126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6278662930433295126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6278662930433295126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/10/malaysian-open-finals.html' title='Malaysian Open - The Finals'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Ss6NH-khD9I/AAAAAAAAAc8/TaMa8O7uXuM/s72-c/P1010102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-9014729480713408136</id><published>2009-10-05T09:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:39:20.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awareness'/><title type='text'>Lets Color the World.. Pink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswXke-5N9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/PcTkhQ-dZrg/s1600-h/IMG_3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswXke-5N9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/PcTkhQ-dZrg/s320/IMG_3856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389708769615230930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're been busy this past two days that I don't have time to finish some of the entry on my blog. Some are still  and will remain save as draft until I finish all the details I want to include.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I have said, last weekends, is not like our normal off day. Me and some of friends, tried to be a good citizen and join a walk to raise awareness on women's breast cancer last Saturday. I'm actually undecided to join before since I thought that its exclusively for girls/women... I'm wrong, based on the huge crowd of guys on the activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The activity went smoothly as planned aside from us being almost late on the activity. The taxi we hired from our office (some of my friends are working) got lost and mistakenly brought us to KLCC instead of KL tower. I don't know, I was seated in front beside the driver and felt that he's bringing us to a different place, but I stayed silent not until I realized that he really sending us to a different place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything is soo cool! The experience and feeling is one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswYvPijRyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JqU864pKADA/s1600-h/IMG_3783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswYvPijRyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JqU864pKADA/s320/IMG_3783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389710053960009506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswYvT1SCkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ywQwhtxjLhI/s1600-h/IMG_3784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswYvT1SCkI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ywQwhtxjLhI/s320/IMG_3784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389710055112313410" 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/5545869725468400063-9014729480713408136?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/9014729480713408136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=9014729480713408136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9014729480713408136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9014729480713408136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-color-world-pink.html' title='Lets Color the World.. Pink!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SswXke-5N9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/PcTkhQ-dZrg/s72-c/IMG_3856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-9089937465991745402</id><published>2009-09-28T09:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:41:38.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Open - 2nd Day - Qualifying Game</title><content type='html'>2nd day of the Open and our 1st day in the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super excited since finally, after dreaming to watch a live Pro Tennis, they are here now to grant my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some of the photo using my friends cameras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFgOceCADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a0uRf-CJm6c/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFgOceCADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a0uRf-CJm6c/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386692430588411954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woong-Sun Jun&lt;/span&gt; of Korea and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brendan Evans&lt;/span&gt; of USA after their match. Evans win 4-6, 6-4, 6-3. Memorable comment from Evans to the Umpire: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You Robbed me twice!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFg8VG6Q3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/HmI1sfy4raE/s1600-h/IMG_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFg8VG6Q3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/HmI1sfy4raE/s320/IMG_0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386693218886370162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mikhail Kukushkin&lt;/span&gt; of Kazakhstan signing autographs to some spectators after defeating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aisam-Ul-Hq Qureshi&lt;/span&gt; of Pakistan in straight sets, 7-6(3), 6-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFmggKF9_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/f0ILb8OZJSI/s1600-h/IMG_3655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFmggKF9_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/f0ILb8OZJSI/s320/IMG_3655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386699337885939698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Yani&lt;/span&gt; of USA being interviewed after winning a great game with fellow American, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott Lipsky&lt;/span&gt; in their friendly atmosphere match 4-6, 6-3, 6-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsF4wUDmR1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Pb-bla-W-J0/s1600-h/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsF4wUDmR1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Pb-bla-W-J0/s320/IMG_0735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386719400724678482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scoreboard for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rohan Bopanna&lt;/span&gt; of India and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mariusz Fyrsternberg&lt;/span&gt; of Poland match inside the center court. The former wins in a straight sets, 7-5, 6-1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Some of the pictures were accidentally deleted :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And before we leave the center court, we saw some of the players practicing for their upcoming matches, testing and familiarizing the court. One of them is..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFuJws4CVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/l7GnET84BVk/s1600-h/IMG_3661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFuJws4CVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/l7GnET84BVk/s320/IMG_3661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386707743282825554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Ferrer&lt;/span&gt; of Spain :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-9089937465991745402?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/9089937465991745402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=9089937465991745402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9089937465991745402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/9089937465991745402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/09/malaysian-open-2nd-day-qualifying-game.html' title='Malaysian Open - 2nd Day - Qualifying Game'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SsFgOceCADI/AAAAAAAAAbE/a0uRf-CJm6c/s72-c/IMG_0718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4776566749212422074</id><published>2009-09-26T15:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:16:03.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Malaysian Open</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sr3IJa_t92I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eeva1-gbWoo/s1600-h/malaysian+open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sr3IJa_t92I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eeva1-gbWoo/s320/malaysian+open.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385680793595934562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited that finally after a month of planning, we will be able to watch a Professional Tennis for the first time. We only bought tickets for the final game since we can't watch the Main Draw until the Semis due to our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tournament started today. Tomorrow, since weekends, we will try to watch the second day of qualifying games. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4776566749212422074?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4776566749212422074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4776566749212422074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4776566749212422074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4776566749212422074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/09/malaysian-open.html' title='Malaysian Open'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sr3IJa_t92I/AAAAAAAAAa8/eeva1-gbWoo/s72-c/malaysian+open.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8708523875100406904</id><published>2009-09-25T14:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:40:04.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentiments'/><title type='text'>Things You Can Do To Help Your Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you want a better Country?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to Rid poverty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or Stop Corruption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;little&lt;/span&gt; things that we do can make a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was re-reading the booklet that I borrowed last night titled "12 Little Things Every Filipino Can Do To Help Our Country" and yeah this book inspired if not totally changed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Srx2gYJtnnI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HVr77s39HFQ/s1600-h/12-little-things-logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 68px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Srx2gYJtnnI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HVr77s39HFQ/s320/12-little-things-logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385309553039351410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The author believes, and so as I, that the progress of the country lies in every one of us. One of the striking things on the list which I want to stressed is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you talk to others, specially foreigners, speak positively about us and our country."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is indeed true. Not, for us, to boast about the positive traits of what our country can offer, but simply just to uplift the name of our motherland. It saddens me to hear, specially other who gain different "citizenship", to just throw bad things about the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know and personally heard someone telling other nationalities that my "Beloved" country is full of struggling, poor people who snatch and hold-up other people for living. That you would not like to display your phones if you like to have it with you until you reach home or to display your new earing if you like to keep your ears intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just a perfect example and the reason why we are struggling now. I just hope that He crossed on this book for him to heard himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8708523875100406904?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8708523875100406904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8708523875100406904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8708523875100406904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8708523875100406904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-you-can-do-to-help-your-contry.html' title='Things You Can Do To Help Your Country'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Srx2gYJtnnI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HVr77s39HFQ/s72-c/12-little-things-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3946869866758318919</id><published>2009-09-24T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:47:55.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>2 days to go</title><content type='html'>I am still overwhelmed by Del Potro dethroning Federer at the last Us Open.. hahaha.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apologies for the fans&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What excites me most and what am I looking forward to, is the upcoming ATP tour in Kuala Lumpur. Finally, they visit my adopting country and include it for one of their ATP World Tour 250 tournaments. I'm just disappointed that none of my favorites will be on the country's tour. But its still exciting that some of the known names will appear like Hewitt, Monfils, Verdasco and Davydenko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing my fingers that hopefully next year Rafa, Simon and Roddick join the KL tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3946869866758318919?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3946869866758318919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3946869866758318919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3946869866758318919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3946869866758318919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-days-to-go.html' title='2 days to go'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3607040731264935551</id><published>2009-09-16T16:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:46:33.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>A Dream</title><content type='html'>Yep, I been away for exactly 1 month. No updates or anything. I just let my self and my mind to rest for a while though I moretimes sleep late watching late night shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a very busy month for me. Giving some points on a new hired friend from our Company. I also on the process of cooling down since I been on fire and almost got an ugly confrontations with her. Its unfair to say that she changed a lot since everyone keeps on changing right? Its just that she disappoint me that much and almost forgot that shes my "childhood friend" not to mention a very closed neighbor and elementary classmate... but I will drop the subject and will make another post about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I woke up while on the midst of what I thought is a sound sleep, dreaming about my hometown. The only thing that I remember when I woke up is our place.. shouting it. Whoa! Its a bit creepy and I know its a bad dream. I just really regretted that I don't remember the whole details of it unlike when I was a kid. I still remember some of my childhood bad dreams. From a giant spidey which I'm not afraid of, big snakes, monster and ghosts. I, sometimes woke up in the middle of the night crying before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad dream that remains on my mind until now is about our country's local version of monster, the "Manananggal". It's a creature, a half body (human-like) with wings which able for it to fly and seek for its food. The news about this monster spread like a virus before. There are some people who claims to see this creature sneaking on someones roof, usually midnight. There even a times where our parents, due to panic, didn't allow us to go out of the house when the clock reach 7pm. It spoils our desire to play hide-and-seek since thats the only game children plays those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing those kinds of news are not around anymore. Maybe because of the modern technology, these kinds of creepy stories were already wash out in peoples' mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3607040731264935551?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3607040731264935551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3607040731264935551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3607040731264935551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3607040731264935551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/09/dream.html' title='A Dream'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-899513808284667602</id><published>2009-08-16T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:29:28.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><title type='text'>Coffee: Hate not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sopk1V3YJkI/AAAAAAAAAas/axmeoh7lniQ/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sopk1V3YJkI/AAAAAAAAAas/axmeoh7lniQ/s320/coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371216373157996098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a coffee lover... though not a coffee genius. But still, I can tell what coffee is good and what is not. What is perfectly brewed and what is sour. What is the best to choose and what are to ignore on the list of coffee brands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not into expensive coffee like Starbucks, Gloria Jeans, Coffee Beans, or other Coffee shops who stormed every street in lots of places like fastfood chains... Coffee for some, are part of morning life or I should say everyday life. You can even see people drinking their coffee in the middle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started loving coffee when I'm still with my former company. I normally do a mid-shift duty which started from 1400h until 2300h. To keep my attention alive and not to fall asleep, I always took minimum of three(3) small cups a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I craved and longed for this drink. I didn't notice that its already a week now since I took my last cup. This also means that its been a week for me taking green tea as substitute. And so, I just found myself on a Starbucks counter ordering for a cappuccino before I go to the church. At noon, after having lunch on our favorite "3M" food place beside the chuch (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masarap, Madumi, Mura / Good, Filthy, Cheap&lt;/span&gt;), I head straight to the nearest McDonalds to order large cup of Brewed Coffee which I consumed while on the bus going to Midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking the latest movie schedule at GSC, I went to Coffee Bean and bought a medium cup of Ice Blended Coffee which I only consumed in a blink since the guard at Jusco did not allow me to enter with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I satisfied my eyes on lots of discounted items inside the mall and decided to go back home, I go to Roti Boy stall and bought a cup of White Coffee which I drink while waiting for a bus going to Central Bus Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as a result of consuming beyond normal consumption of the drink, I feel hyperactive and palpitating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and yes I really love coffee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-899513808284667602?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/899513808284667602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=899513808284667602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/899513808284667602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/899513808284667602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-hate-not_16.html' title='Coffee: Hate not'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sopk1V3YJkI/AAAAAAAAAas/axmeoh7lniQ/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2490287367395310160</id><published>2009-08-15T10:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:16:00.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Work'/><title type='text'>No Enough Sleep</title><content type='html'>Haven't had enough sleep this past few days for a couple of reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'm enjoying and killing time every night updating my MW account in Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I'm browsing and re-watching movies that I already watch before. Its not my intention to re-watch it actually.. I only realized it when I'm already halfway on every story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, Neighbor hopping. Two consecutive nights we and my friends agreed to watch horror movies. Thursday, we forgot to borrow an S-Video cable from another friends so we only had a long chitchat. Last night, we already got the cable to found out that the television doesn't have a port.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head home around 230 am. I woke up 7am today since I need to work. I really need to have an energizer like coffee but I don't have anymore stock. I didn't notice its been a week now since my last cup. Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be having a few days off next week. I don't know if we still going to "Sunway Lagoon" as every one requesting long time ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-2490287367395310160?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2490287367395310160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2490287367395310160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2490287367395310160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2490287367395310160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-enough-sleep.html' title='No Enough Sleep'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7043488476308176672</id><published>2009-08-12T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:05:06.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On the Web'/><title type='text'>Beauty of the Sky</title><content type='html'>I wish I can see this beauty... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/space/20090811/sc_space/strongmeteorshowerexpectedtonight"&gt;Strong Meteor Shower Expected Tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SoKAkIl8RfI/AAAAAAAAAac/PqgezjPcJDQ/s1600-h/Meteor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SoKAkIl8RfI/AAAAAAAAAac/PqgezjPcJDQ/s320/Meteor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368995064049321458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from yahoo news&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/5545869725468400063-7043488476308176672?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7043488476308176672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7043488476308176672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7043488476308176672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7043488476308176672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/beauty-of-sky.html' title='Beauty of the Sky'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SoKAkIl8RfI/AAAAAAAAAac/PqgezjPcJDQ/s72-c/Meteor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7302993318812755120</id><published>2009-08-12T09:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:48:41.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bam :D</title><content type='html'>To the person who patiently listen to all my nonsense stories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Bam... missed you very much :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7302993318812755120?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7302993318812755120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7302993318812755120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7302993318812755120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7302993318812755120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-bam-d.html' title='Happy Birthday Bam :D'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4366250952567374934</id><published>2009-08-07T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:25:23.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Work'/><title type='text'>Crazy Day!</title><content type='html'>I got a message from a friend in Philippines saying she is scheduled to fly going to the country today. Its a sudden news that she is schedule to leave our homeland to join me here in my adopted country to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't informed about the schedule not until I received the message.. now I'm worrying about her stay here. It turns out that the place where she will temporary stay is not yet fixed, and no one is set to meet her in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if everything is my fault, I mean, She is my friend and I, atleast look for a comfortable place for her to stay in. I tried but I'm not lucky. In the other way around, I must blame the Agency about mishandling of her safety.. yes its a safety issue about her. And it is included in the contract that they are responsible for securing a place to stay in for all their foreign employees... or at least temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer that I got from them when I ask is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought she will stay with you?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I stupid assumptions. My responsibility to her is minimal in compare to their responsibility. They didn't even ask me if she will stay with me nor I told them I will look for a place for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is wrong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4366250952567374934?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4366250952567374934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4366250952567374934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4366250952567374934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4366250952567374934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-day.html' title='Crazy Day!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5066765161218212899</id><published>2009-08-05T09:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:12:32.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tay :D</title><content type='html'>We consider August as the 'Birthday Month' in our family. Since most of member celebrates their birthday the month before the Christmas Season starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the Big day of one of the greatest person I know... my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tatay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to call him earlier this morning to greet him.. but he didn't answer my call, so I just drop him a message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma Pere, Papito, Tatay, Itay, Tay... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Love you :D&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late this afternoon, I successfully contacted him. He told me he received my message but unable to reply back because he forgot he don't have credit on his phone. I sensed he is soo Happy... and I'm glad about it.. He is really enjoying his Big Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again Happy Birthday Tay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5066765161218212899?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5066765161218212899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5066765161218212899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5066765161218212899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5066765161218212899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-tay-d.html' title='Happy Birthday Tay :D'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7717840074151428679</id><published>2009-08-04T09:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:36:04.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Visa Update</title><content type='html'>I just received my new visa... finally! I can now apply for a new IC "Immigration Card" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hula ko lang :D&lt;/span&gt;) to replaced my old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I will be on holiday tomorrow, an extra time to fixed things. I'm planning to visit the bank to request for a maximum withdrawal per day on my account since I always got some problem every end of the month. I'm tired of asking help to other friends to withdraw for me due to the withdrawal limit.. hayzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan to watch "Half-Blood Prince" tomorrow too in the nearest Movie House, though I've heard lots of negative feedbacks about the film. But who cares, Harry is Harry. I been outdated already and missed those movies that attracts me. And hearing bad review to some self-named "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Movie Critic&lt;/span&gt;" will not stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also still feel pain on my left foot. It's been two days now after the marathon and I can still feel it.. I think this is the result of wearing new shoe... wahhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7717840074151428679?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7717840074151428679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7717840074151428679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7717840074151428679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7717840074151428679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/visa-update.html' title='Visa Update'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5809134626847463390</id><published>2009-08-03T08:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:51:00.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>King Of The Road</title><content type='html'>First...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Snosa6RMDEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_TMdyCZ-ttg/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Snosa6RMDEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_TMdyCZ-ttg/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366650746794937410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnonI8A8ELI/AAAAAAAAAY0/eAWt9f_vHaE/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnonI8A8ELI/AAAAAAAAAY0/eAWt9f_vHaE/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366644940467867826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and join the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnosbP3MCbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/moXqD--y2RQ/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnosbP3MCbI/AAAAAAAAAZU/moXqD--y2RQ/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366650752591464882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until one by one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowsYQYzLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/B0pErkTNxgU/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowsYQYzLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/B0pErkTNxgU/s320/IMG_0645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366655444948929714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtHCFqJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/PKrNQDU2dWM/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtHCFqJI/AAAAAAAAAZs/PKrNQDU2dWM/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366655457505421458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtbCNHRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RXNNBhDqC8k/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtbCNHRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/RXNNBhDqC8k/s320/IMG_0663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366655462874619154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtqoLtqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hEXrF1p2JsE/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnowtqoLtqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hEXrF1p2JsE/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366655467060442786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnoyhRpdftI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xqztq6UVFT4/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnoyhRpdftI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xqztq6UVFT4/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366657453219741394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Finally....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnoyhvVXmKI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2ri72CA8zBc/s1600-h/IMG_3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SnoyhvVXmKI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2ri72CA8zBc/s320/IMG_3365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366657461188532386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm The King Of The Road :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sno2L-U6YZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oPS5YpQ2S5Q/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Sno2L-U6YZI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oPS5YpQ2S5Q/s320/IMG_3403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366661485302538642" 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/5545869725468400063-5809134626847463390?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5809134626847463390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5809134626847463390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5809134626847463390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5809134626847463390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/08/king-of-road.html' title='King Of The Road'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/Snosa6RMDEI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_TMdyCZ-ttg/s72-c/IMG_0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-3600433674936352698</id><published>2009-07-31T09:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:21:40.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Mixed Activities :D</title><content type='html'>We again had a training for the upcoming " Convo Fest". Finalizing the group of each who will attend, I was grouped to those who will do the Demo a.k.a "Taerobics", a mixed steps of aerobics and taekwondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2199916c5785888" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2199916c5785888%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330303762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4377453264706017D73EA3E2325EAB60E67F21DA.1F00490FDD7669B9DE73C8CF3E1C7D556BB364F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2199916c5785888%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrB5vbyJKSFjPw0--QBncx0nRJhk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2199916c5785888%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330303762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4377453264706017D73EA3E2325EAB60E67F21DA.1F00490FDD7669B9DE73C8CF3E1C7D556BB364F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2199916c5785888%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrB5vbyJKSFjPw0--QBncx0nRJhk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the training at around 9pm since most of the guys had an exam for the break. This is our last chance to practice for the week since some of them will go back to their hometown tomorrow. The President informed us to prepare for the final practice set on the following weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also bit excited. 2 days from now will be my most awaited day. I ask my friend Michelle to ask their friend to pick up my gear for the marathon... really I'm so happy and tense. This will be my first so I'm trying my very best to set my mind to one goal.. Finish the run.. It doesn't matter if I get a medals intended for the first 350 finisher or not... But I will be much happier if I got one :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-3600433674936352698?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2199916c5785888&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/3600433674936352698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=3600433674936352698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3600433674936352698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/3600433674936352698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/mixed-activities-d.html' title='Mixed Activities :D'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1259224543523484504</id><published>2009-07-27T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:30:11.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embassy'/><title type='text'>TNT Update :D</title><content type='html'>I got my special letter from the Company early this afternoon but I'm not yet confident to wander around just having the letter as a supporting document of my being an Expat here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before that special pass given to us when our visas are being renewed was issued by the Immigration and not from the Company. But the HR assure me that this is enough basis for the Immigration police not to detained me in case I crossed their ways :D... quite convincing.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1259224543523484504?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1259224543523484504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1259224543523484504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1259224543523484504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1259224543523484504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/tnt-update-d.html' title='TNT Update :D'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1204078604513798869</id><published>2009-07-25T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:50:48.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Home'/><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>Can't escape on my cage... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a brighter side, I can do what ever I want. Most of my housemates are out since morning so I done my chores freely. Another reward?, half of day facebook-ing. Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a certified T-N-T now. The HR snob my request for a special pass letter so I can't go far out away in my place... whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Btw, I was able to register on the marathon for next week. I got my registration card.. yipee! The addidas staff told me I almost missed the last minute registration last night, why? coz their receipt is almost finished... again, haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1204078604513798869?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1204078604513798869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1204078604513798869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1204078604513798869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1204078604513798869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-1496164471832042454</id><published>2009-07-24T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T16:19:00.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At Work'/><title type='text'>Working Document</title><content type='html'>Really I am lost today. I forgot to ask the HR who is now working on my visa renewal to provide me a copy of a special pass. My visa is date to expired today.. :( and my passport is still at the Immigration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, visa renewal will take atleast 1 week or 2 weeks the most. Depends on how good your employer explanation on the urgency of its issuance. In my case, every thing is on rush since they just collected my passport 3 days before the last issued visa ends (note that my adopted country issued me a 1 year visa last year since my old passport will expire this August). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just emailed our HR if they can still provide this special letter pass for me to be able to go out this weekends, else I don't have any choice but to be a couch potato again and lock my self on my place. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im dead.. really dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-1496164471832042454?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/1496164471832042454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=1496164471832042454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1496164471832042454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/1496164471832042454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-document.html' title='Working Document'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8139532020615086316</id><published>2009-07-23T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:06:35.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Fourth Year</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot. It's been four years since I decided to leave my country and seek for an imported bread and butter from other land. Never I thought that I can survived living alone in a foreign land with minimum knowledge about the people norms and its culture. Leaving behind my family who raised and always there beside me for more than 20 years... Is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, before I thought that it will just as easy as solving 1 plus 1. I thought leaving is the answer to some problem for middle class family like us.. financially or not. I have a great respect to all OFW. My tatay is once an OFW in Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I proved that its not easy... mentally and emotionally. You will gain many enemies in the form of loneliness, culture clash, competition, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mga pasaway mong kababayan&lt;/span&gt; (countrymen) and even your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of question running in my mind now. Did I achieved my objective why I'm here? Did I provide good lives for my love ones? Did I became the person I dreamed before? and many many more. Surely, some of my plans are achieved but there are things that was left behind....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8139532020615086316?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8139532020615086316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8139532020615086316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8139532020615086316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8139532020615086316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/fourth-year.html' title='Fourth Year'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-738549768322709726</id><published>2009-07-23T12:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:53:51.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><title type='text'>Page Name</title><content type='html'>Just updated my page name from "Je Suis" (I am) to "C'est Moi" (This is Me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that the first name is inappropriate to represent a nonsense person like me :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kanya kanya lang ng trip yan &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-738549768322709726?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/738549768322709726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=738549768322709726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/738549768322709726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/738549768322709726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/page-name.html' title='Page Name'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4029219458207527008</id><published>2009-07-22T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:16:59.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><title type='text'>BFF's</title><content type='html'>Had a long conversation with one of my long lost friend this morning through YM! She's been staying with her mother in Austria for more than 10 years now. We hadn't had contact since we graduated in High School not until last month when she added me on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to set a comfortable time for us to chat since we have different time zone (obviously) before. But didn't materialized due to some conflicts. She stay awake to catch me today. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;She: long time no hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: oo nga eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: sus kailan pa kaya yun.. highschool pa ata kita huling nakita susme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;): tapos bigla bigla nawala ka nalang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: uu nga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: sabagay panggabi kasi ako dati nung college.. paglabas tambay na dun sa quezon city circle para magkapera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: ano oras na dyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: 841 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: gago ka tlaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: hahaha.. extra income din yun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: kaso mahina bentahan. mali pala lugar ko dapat pala sa pasay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: bruha may pumatol nmn ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: hahaha. wla eh bargain na nga wla paring kumuha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: sabi ko nga.. pang samalamig man lang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;: hahahahhaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: wla parin hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: luka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what usual conversation by two people who don't have news to each other for long time, we first ask how each personal life's going. She's living a simple life being married and having 3 kids there. I always insert my willingness to visit them and travel on the country to personally see the sceneries found in the movie "The Sound of Music" hehehe. Shes willing to adopt me for a couple of days in case the plan is set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about some childhood memories. Games we play, childhood friends, classmates, teachers etc. In some moment we thought we are kids conversing about everything we just experienced. Its very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chat last for 3 hours. She said she will take some rest since she need to bring her boy at school. We plan to catch up again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4029219458207527008?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4029219458207527008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4029219458207527008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4029219458207527008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4029219458207527008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/bffs.html' title='BFF&apos;s'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6365465946231456290</id><published>2009-07-22T08:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:24:18.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><title type='text'>Kicking Fun</title><content type='html'>Had a great time last night. Laughing out loud, smiling all the time and talking about anything under the sun with my kicking friends. It's one of the great times I had with them. Now I really regret that I haven't had the chance to join them at the binding camp. I'm thinking, if We are this lively and happy in a simple gathering, how much more in a plan gate-a-way? Wahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, this happen while eating at the Hostel Canteen in the University after our Tae kwon do training. Actually I already took my dinner at the terminal after I finished my work so I'm not that hungry. I just ordered beef burger for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the group already appointed a few people who will stand as the team officers for this year. From President down to Treasurer. If my counting is right there are atleast eight (8) people who will help the group on its goal and objectives. I still haven't memorized all the names of the members since my memory is really bad in remembering it (sign of old age.. hehehe). The few that I know are: Eddy Beh, Derek, Jie Jun(JJ), Nazim and Rizman. The other might take me some time to remember.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also formed groups for the Sparring and Demo team, I joined both. We started the training for Demo last night after the training in preparation for the upcoming "Martial Arts Fest" on 10th of August. Though I will not be available to join the team that time, I still register myself to prepare for future Demo activities. Two sets of extra training was been set within the week, we need to insert extra effort since the date is near. Monday and Wednesday night are the chosen days for this extra training. Another training is set later at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back almost midnight. I took a quick hot shower to wash my stink before sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6365465946231456290?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6365465946231456290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6365465946231456290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6365465946231456290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6365465946231456290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/kicking-fun.html' title='Kicking Fun'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8867116073877502556</id><published>2009-07-21T08:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:07:04.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>When Doing Nothing</title><content type='html'>There was no great things happen to me this past few days. Except from being healthy and home dummy, there are no interesting activities that came to my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed to attend the mass last Sunday since I woke up late... and yeah its a bad doing not to be present on this once a week gathering. So it also means that I wasn't able to join our choir practice, wasn't able to register (again) for the marathon and wasn't able to avail the McDonald's Lunch half price promo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted my day lying on my bed while watching "Card Captor Sakura", a complete DVD collection that I borrowed from a friend, Cindy. Finished it finally. I'm planning to buy "The Prince Of Tennis" and "Slumdunk" soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also satiate myself to different kind of cuisine. From Chinese to Malay and Indonesian to Indian food. I now love "Roti Telur" an Indian bread cooked from rice flour with egg. I actually didn't like the taste of the food before since this was served with "Dal" (I'm not sure about the spelling), a dressing made from green bean or squash or eggplant with curry. I'm not fascinated with curry the reason why I avoided this food before. Not now since I enjoying it very much. Yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8867116073877502556?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8867116073877502556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8867116073877502556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8867116073877502556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8867116073877502556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-doing-nothing.html' title='When Doing Nothing'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6857845031024138727</id><published>2009-07-20T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:20:00.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Come and Go</title><content type='html'>Life is really too short,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad.. one of my aunt just passed this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a break first on writing an entry today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6857845031024138727?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6857845031024138727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6857845031024138727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6857845031024138727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6857845031024138727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-and-go.html' title='Come and Go'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5070915157271482132</id><published>2009-07-17T08:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:09:05.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogging'/><title type='text'>Jogging, Bonding, Planning</title><content type='html'>We had a jogging session with my kicking team last night at MMU oval track. This is where I practice my stamina in preparation for the coming marathon that I mention on my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The session started at 1830h and I came late. I thought they aren't arrived yet and wait for a couple of minutes to check when they passed in front of me running.. hehehe.. shy shy shy...  I tailed them and keep my pace near them for about 4 rounds. I walk around the oval after my first four lapse and done another 3 lapses before we stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy gathered us around to say a few words about the binding camp. He discuss some of the activity that they plan to do there. He also brought the "Demo Team" plan for the coming Martial arts fest at the University and the IIUM Invitational Taekwondo tournament. The tournament will be held at Gombak, Selangor this coming August 7, 8 and 9. Two disciplines are open one for 16 to 18 year old jins and the intervarsity which is open to all (no age limit). I want to joint here since I don't have duty on that saturday. I just forgot to ask him if its okay to join for two days only since I cant take a leave on the first day of the tournament (Friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep my fingers cross...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5070915157271482132?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5070915157271482132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5070915157271482132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5070915157271482132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5070915157271482132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/jogging-bonding-planning.html' title='Jogging, Bonding, Planning'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4086143207648189787</id><published>2009-07-15T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:24:06.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Kicking Update</title><content type='html'>I wore my yellow belt for the first time last night :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that I reached this far.. not that far, yes... but far enough to keep me going and aim for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like our usual training sessions...  It so exhausting.. its an extreme training... and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we jog for about 20 to 30 minutes.. running around on our training area... then respiratory and power  exercise like push up, jumping, some sort of pilates etc. I sweat a lot... I can even squeeze some ounce of sweat on my uniform :). Then kick training. Repititive front and side kicking and full force punching.  We also do some strategic kicking (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay I just put name on that one&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love tae kwon do, I'm pretty sure you will love what we done last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the training we had some few words with the President, Eddy Beh. He discussed about the upcoming "Binding Camp" this coming weekends at Negeri Semibilan. This is perfect activity to know each other, to form a strong friendship within us, new members. Unfortunately, like the last dinner of the group, I can't join them again. I have to work this coming Saturday and switching a schedule with other colleague is impossible :(. Geez, I really love to know those kids better and be one of their close friends. Anyway, I hope to join them next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the training, I head to my friends place to celebrate her birthday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4086143207648189787?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4086143207648189787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4086143207648189787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4086143207648189787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4086143207648189787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/kicking-update.html' title='Kicking Update'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5846518466619411250</id><published>2009-07-14T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:29:37.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday :D</title><content type='html'>Not me but my two friends... hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, celebrating her birthday here in my adopted country. And the other, on my motherland at her home taking some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them are special to me... seriously. They just like my mother and sister outside my home. The other shows me the truth of life, dealing with different kind of people and the other showing me the meaning of life, buy showing the good side of everyone. Not that they lectured it to me... I learned it by observing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have the opposite personality... the good and bad, the negative and the positive, the pessimist and the optimist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, It's nice to have surrounded by different kind of person with different kind of personalities and have different views towards life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forgot the reason why I blog about them... I am here wishing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;to both of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5846518466619411250?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5846518466619411250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5846518466619411250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5846518466619411250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5846518466619411250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-d.html' title='Happy Birthday :D'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7552964881847247729</id><published>2009-07-13T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:39:53.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting Highland'/><title type='text'>Weekend Gate-away</title><content type='html'>So I been to Genting Highlands last Saturday with two of my friends. One, who visit the country due to training for a couple of days which he extend for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mention on my previous post, this is my nth time visit at the place. Its an amusement park which you can compare to "Star City" and or "Enchanted Kingdom" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I haven't been to Enchanted Kingdom even once - not a big deal :D&lt;/span&gt; ). The only difference is that Genting Amusement park is situated on the top of a mountain. It's like you are in Baguio City!... but much colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm enthusiastic the morning I woke up that day since, finally, for the 3rd times of planning to bring my friend, I can now show him the place. The only motive on my mind is to have him experienced the 25 minutes ride on the longest sky cable in South-east Asia. Yep, 25 minutes ride on a hanging carrier above the stiff mountain. But he didn't look so troubled when we're there... deep sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, We wasn't able to try the rides since the fog is soo damn heavy. All you can see are the clouds covering everything. We just decided to hang around at the "Indoor Park" and take some pictures. We take some below the replica of "Statue of Liberty" of U.S, the famous "Eiffel Tower" of Paris, France, and Malaysian pride "Twin Tower".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he told me that he enjoy the trip :D hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we could experience more in the place on his next visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7552964881847247729?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7552964881847247729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7552964881847247729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7552964881847247729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7552964881847247729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-gate-away.html' title='Weekend Gate-away'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4643161496024914568</id><published>2009-07-12T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:07:15.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>Its second Sunday of the Month... another schedule for Pinoy Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning to prepare for the day. I urged my friend to woke up though I felt he is still sleepy (sorry pal). He is also scheduled to depart going back to Philippines at 1200h. I told him last night that I need to attend the Filipino Mass and join the Choir. "It wasn't a problem" he told me and we were agreed to leave my place at 8:00am. Our service is schedule at 09:15 So I still have time to reach the church If I will take the 08:45 fast train from Putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still tired because of the last day activity. We went to Genting and took a swim in the Clubhouse pool in our area when we got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buses in our place are departing per schedule. Unlike weekdays, which has 30 minutes interval, weekends has one hour. You are lucky if they follow their schedule and catch the bus which will arrived our place after 15 to 20 minutes of their schedule. Unfortunately, we missed it so we just took a cab to the station. We arrived at 08:40 and bought tickets, one for me, going to City Central, and another for him, going to International Airport. Our schedule is the same and we separate after our trains arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached the City at 09:05 and head for another train station going to the church. Luckly, I arrived on time. My friends are still setting up the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole mass goes well, we sang our heart out at the choir stand.. two of the songs are well sung.. one for the offertory, "Take and Received", and the other for the communion, "Panunumpa". The rest are...  (you know what it means :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love both songs, and was so grateful that the other didn't force to sang it. They used to shout every songs on our previous masses together with the other who mis-sang the songs due to unfamiliarity... they are the ones who didn't show on every practice.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell ate Rizza soon if she can restrict the people who didn't practice to join us in the choir stand. It's a waste of our efforts to make the songs pleasant to listen because of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mass, we gathered up to the Old Parish Hall to celebrate 'Kuya" Jess son's Birthday. He is celebrating his first birthday here.. yipee. The foods are awesome. I stuffed my self with different "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lutong bahay&lt;/span&gt;" foods that I missed.. yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After resting for a few minutes, I go straight to Midvalley Mall to try my luck if I can get a movie ticket to watch "Transformers". Luckily, with my other two friends, we got tickets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4643161496024914568?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4643161496024914568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4643161496024914568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4643161496024914568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4643161496024914568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-6132927299613659440</id><published>2009-07-08T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:48:19.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><title type='text'>New Term For Kicking</title><content type='html'>I again join the training for Taekwondo last night. There are lots of new faces at the training site. Either they are new who just join or old who decided to return is not clear to me not until the end of the training session. Wow! Most of them, or I would say all of them are new guys who just transferred in the University!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many new guys who are already black belters and a few who are white, yellow like me and some blue and red belters. And yes, finally, I got my new belt from Ms. Maggie.. Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a common training day since We, lower belters was ask to watch our Seniors doing their 1-8 tier forms. It become some sort of orientation for new members actually. I know no one except from Eddy, the club president and Melvin who is always there in every sessions and our instructor Mr. Moi and his wife ofcourse... bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Irene since the new term of session began. It wasn't clear to  me what she told me before about the training and her On-The-Job training which is one of her requirements in her University. Anyway, I'm still hoping to see the old guys to join this first term of the year again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-6132927299613659440?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/6132927299613659440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=6132927299613659440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6132927299613659440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/6132927299613659440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-term-for-kicking.html' title='New Term For Kicking'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5912724746804997507</id><published>2009-07-08T10:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:54:20.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Captain Who?</title><content type='html'>I finished reading "Kapitan Sino" by Bob Ong last night... whe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke my promise not to read my new books not until I finished the "The Good Guy" by Dean Koontz that I'm currently reading. I just received the book yesterday morning actually and start reading it. I can't stop my self to open and read it after it touches my hand.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlWFyoEPKkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4EKyT0d9I-E/s1600-h/kapitan+sino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlWFyoEPKkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4EKyT0d9I-E/s320/kapitan+sino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356334436622215746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like his other recent book "M-A-C-A-R-T-H-U-R",  "Kapitan Sino" is a metaphor of the Philippine Society. Though the story is predictable, it still saddens to read the truth about what We, Pinoys are now. Yes, W-E, including Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that changes cant be possible in the hand of only one person. Not by a good President and definitely not by the current President that we have in country now. The people has the power to change things in the Country. Two People Power proved that. Changes was achieved by everyone. Not because of  one nor 10 but because every single person act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have faith that my country will not be known only as a "Third World Country" by others. For me its only an understatement to a beautiful country rich with natural resources... and gifted with lovable, friendly and honest people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5912724746804997507?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5912724746804997507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5912724746804997507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5912724746804997507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5912724746804997507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/captain-who.html' title='Captain Who?'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlWFyoEPKkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4EKyT0d9I-E/s72-c/kapitan+sino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7207430669408709404</id><published>2009-07-07T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:12:03.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Let's Run</title><content type='html'>I slept late last night. My adrenalin is still fully awake due to two hours of jog and walking. I'm doing this in preparation of the coming marathon that me and my friends are planning to be part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yet registered unlike my other friends who requested one of their officemates/friends to register for them. I'll try to visit Adidas booth at "The Gardens" near MidValley Megamall to register this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited since this will be my first time to join such activity. I tried to timed my self using my cellphone timer and check how many minutes it would take for me to reach the end of the nearest Park in our Place. It feels great and its a good motivation that you are doing this kind of thing because of a certain goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I received a call from a friend from Philippines who is here now in "The City of Lights" asking for direction on how to reach his hotel while were on the midst of our cardio-training. He is still not familiar in the country though he's been here for a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also discovered a track and field inside MMU. Its a best place to practice and timed our speed. I think the oval is about 400 meters long so it will take us 27 to 28 rounds to complete the 11Km mark that were planned to join in. I tried to run to check my time and finish the whole oval for a minute and 40 seconds. If my calculation is right, I could finish 11km in roughly 40 minutes! Inside the qualifying time of 50minutes.. that is if I can maintain the same speed from the start to finish.. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people around the City and who wants to be part of this activity please check below link for more info: &lt;a href="http://portal.mbsa.gov.my/sakotr/sakotr_mainpage.php?page=syarat"&gt;Shah Alam King of the Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7207430669408709404?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7207430669408709404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7207430669408709404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7207430669408709404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7207430669408709404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-run.html' title='Let&apos;s Run'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-37162745966301795</id><published>2009-07-07T09:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:19:29.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Me &amp; My Stupid Self</title><content type='html'>I have this mixed emotion or mixed feeling or what ever the right word to express it today. Hmmm, I am happy that after a week of wait, I finally have the recent book from one of my favorite Filipino author brought by a colleague. So happy just to be upset to learn that I already read and bought one of the two books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid to missed the title of it. Now I know the reason why I felt so familiar in the story that my friend is telling me about the book. It was a year or so since I read the book and maybe the reason why its not clear to me if I already had it or not. I surely check my shelf first before I ask my friend to bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is missing on my shelf thats for sure.. and then a colleague told me that I had the same book! Now I remember that he borrowed it from me... it was almost a year now since he borrowed that book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hide my stupidity, I just told them that I will give the other book to a friend as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlQB3UvmHdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yso97QgNTmg/s1600-h/z89707581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlQB3UvmHdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yso97QgNTmg/s320/z89707581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355907906823134674" 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/5545869725468400063-37162745966301795?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/37162745966301795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=37162745966301795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/37162745966301795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/37162745966301795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-my-stupid-self.html' title='Me &amp; My Stupid Self'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlQB3UvmHdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yso97QgNTmg/s72-c/z89707581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7605361989131114126</id><published>2009-07-06T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:26:13.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tae Kwon Do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Kicking At St. John</title><content type='html'>I joined the taekwondo training again at St. Johns school at Bukit Nanas yesterday. Actually I was fifteen or twenty minutes late from the training because I forgot to watch the time while on choir practice. Anyway, I'm still happy that I can still manage to follow my listed schedule for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team are in the midst of stretching when I arrived. I haven't seen Melvin, who came later after my five minutes in the formation(gladly there are people who came later than me... hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the name of the senior leader who ask us to line up to practice some tier steps. I'm still wearing my white belt since Ms. Maggie didn't show up on last Tuesday training. SL(Senior Leader) told us first to practice our basic kicking and punching. Start with the single to double and end to triple punches, lower to counter blocking and front to side kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one heck of a training and I really really really enjoyed it. My whole body is sweating... and it really feels great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7605361989131114126?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7605361989131114126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7605361989131114126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7605361989131114126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7605361989131114126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/kicking-at-st-john.html' title='Kicking At St. John'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4727033604810796063</id><published>2009-07-06T15:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:59:08.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Ang Puso Ko'y... Sa Hapag...</title><content type='html'>So we had another practice... an informal choir practice yesterday in the old parish hall at St. John Cathedral for the next Filipino/Pinoy Mass. Its a sudden decision to have an early practice which started at 930am since some of the members have a basketball and volleyball game scheduled at lunchtime which will hit the original practice schedule at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to join them on last week practice due to lack of time. I went to Midvalley mall to bought some personal stuffs. I was just surprised that they still don't have the list of songs for the next service. Ate Rizza is torn between the list of old and new songs and can't decide which one to put on the list. We then decide to use some songs we practice a month ago but again got a little problem choosing the best Entrance song for the Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested to use "Ang Puso Ko'y Nagpupuri" since it is best suited as an entrance song. Most of the members are familiar with the piece too so choosing it will not be a huge problem. I wish we could sing the "Sa Hapag ng Panginoon" song too, but practicing a new song will postpone our "Mass run-through" practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here is a clip from Hangad which I downloaded from Youtube. "Ang Puso Ko'y Nagpupuri" is one of the tracks on their Album "Magnificat". The song was well sung and well performed by the group.. hope we could do the same too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got some problem on adding the video.. will update soon&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4727033604810796063?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4727033604810796063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4727033604810796063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4727033604810796063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4727033604810796063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/ang-puso-koy-sa-hapag.html' title='Ang Puso Ko&apos;y... 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My mind is still denying the sour lost of one of my favorites and finalist on this year tournament in All-England Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Roddick change his game(thats for sure) and really deserve to win, but Roger Federer stop him. Wahh.. Roger fans are surely still celebrating the wins of their bet. sigh.. sigh... sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlGWa7-DIHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/QhnPuOLoJzw/s1600-h/7fdf73bfe10d838c89cd1381eebad789-getty-87978030mt383_the_champions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlGWa7-DIHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/QhnPuOLoJzw/s320/7fdf73bfe10d838c89cd1381eebad789-getty-87978030mt383_the_champions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355226821438939250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the good side, Andy reaches the final of a Grand Slam after years of trying. He still the winner for me.. hehehe.. (bitter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about tennis, it's been weeks since my last game with my Indonesian friend in Cyberia. He keeps on complaining about his right hand and still on rest in order to play again. I'm also waiting for my Filipino friend to recover on his illness... he still had this stone on his kidney and still under medication for almost 4 months. He was been my tennis buddy for a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have again received an invitation from a Church friend for a tennis game this coming Saturday in National Tennis Center, this could be a chance for me to check my improvements on my new loved game. Sadly, I can't make for this week since I already commit my weekend to accompany a friend from Philippines in Genting Highlands. This is his 3rd time in the country and 3rd to planed to visit the place. Our first two plans was been canceled due to tickets and bus schedule unavailability. Hope we can make it this time.. yay! In the brighter side, My tastebuds will again enjoy the tasty hotdog made from my Motherland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibo.. bibo.. bibo..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5729923866028529944?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5729923866028529944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5729923866028529944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5729923866028529944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5729923866028529944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/gray-day.html' title='Gray day'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SlGWa7-DIHI/AAAAAAAAAYA/QhnPuOLoJzw/s72-c/7fdf73bfe10d838c89cd1381eebad789-getty-87978030mt383_the_champions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2067808934277084911</id><published>2009-07-03T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T12:14:52.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>8 Things</title><content type='html'>I received and was been tagged by &lt;a href="http://cutiemye.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-things.htmll"&gt;Mye&lt;/a&gt;... this is my first one hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me give a try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I'm looking Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- New course structure on the training center to start a new course - yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;- Friends Birthday celebrations&lt;br /&gt;- A kilo of "Bibo" hotdogs from a friend from Philippines&lt;br /&gt;- 11 km marathon next month&lt;br /&gt;- My Favorite to win Wimbledon&lt;br /&gt;- An out-of-town on weekend alone&lt;br /&gt;- A gift from someone special...  I'm waiting :)&lt;br /&gt;- Public Holiday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Help a friend to transfer her things to their new unit&lt;br /&gt;- Day dreaming&lt;br /&gt;- Eat alone in the Chinese Restaurant (sad life I have huh bwehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Wimbledon game&lt;br /&gt;- Reading a few chapters of a book&lt;br /&gt;- Yoga for 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;- Write a few plans on my diary&lt;br /&gt;- Talking to God before sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watch a live Pro Tennis Game&lt;br /&gt;- Become a President and revised some of my Country's dumb laws(whoa)&lt;br /&gt;- Slapped and punched all people in the Government who joined the Kho-Halili craze&lt;br /&gt;- Meet the Pope&lt;br /&gt;- Have a Charity group and reached out&lt;br /&gt;- Be a role model to some (harharhar)&lt;br /&gt;- Flying a Plane before sky diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 TV Shows I Watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Discovery&lt;br /&gt;- Hallmark (Oprah: Foods)&lt;br /&gt;- Asian Food Channel (Naked Chef)&lt;br /&gt;- Animal Planet&lt;br /&gt;- Star Sports (Wimbledon)&lt;br /&gt;- AXN&lt;br /&gt;- HBO&lt;br /&gt;- KBS (Korean Broadcasting Station)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People I Tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To follow.. hahaha. I dont have any one.. I sure Milet done this already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5545869725468400063-2067808934277084911?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2067808934277084911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2067808934277084911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2067808934277084911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2067808934277084911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-things.html' title='8 Things'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2374322086728847658</id><published>2009-07-03T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:03:52.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Back from Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Its been over a month when I decided to stop posting for my blog for the meantime. I let my bird brain to rest for a couple of weeks to regain my will and hunger to think hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am again, trying to make a new start on my online past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those days I am away on blogger, I wasted my time on Facebook. Its an online community networking like Friendster, Flicker and Multiply. A friend and colleague introduced me on this site and urge me to join on her group at "Mafia Wars". I actually heard and received a lots of invite from my friends to join this site before but I haven't tried to check it due to my inborn laziness. I wasn't fascinated on online games and I always told them that I can't manage to keep another social network. I don't even had a chance to check and update my Friendster account, so why join another one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:135pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ADMINI~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.png" title=""&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, I been tired on telling excuses and give the site a try. And whoa.. I was hooked on most of the games and quizzes on the site. I finally joined them at "Mafia Wars" and well, can't stop playing it. I'm already reaches "level 58"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from "Facebook-ing", I return back on reading books. I'm currently reading and trying to finish the "Good Guy" by Dean Koontz which I borrow from my friend (shai).  I also bought another 2 books from MPH a week ago which I will read after I finish with the first one. I also ask my colleague who took a leave for The Philippines to buy two new books of my favorite local writer. 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8084433533369225624</id><published>2009-05-19T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:31:45.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>The Kid in me… Super Electron Bioman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style=""&gt;Tinamaan na naman ako ng lungkot ng pag-iisa.. hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko ba.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I was browsing youtube, when I decided to try and search if I can still find some clip of my favorite sentai super hero show… voila! &lt;i style=""&gt;Meron pa!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember together with my elder siblings, we watch this show every weekend on our old Toshiba Black &amp;amp; White Television. We used to imitate the hero and pretend to fight the bad guys. I always choose, of course the leader of the pack… RED ONE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;There were some time when my &lt;i style=""&gt;nanay&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i style=""&gt;kuya&lt;/i&gt; prohibits me in watching the show due to stubbornness. At the age of 5, I will leave our house to hop on our nearest neighbor to ask if they can allow me to watch...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the time when I was exposed to many foreign shows in the country. I feel comfortable watching and listening on different language than my own… in some way, though young, I can already understand words that I have heard on that medium. &lt;i style=""&gt;Hindi lang ata na develop mabuti&lt;/i&gt;, the reason why I’m poor in interpersonal communication using what other bragged as “Our second Language”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;4 Country President, other sentai shows ends, local variety shows dispersed…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Here…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Still…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My love of the show remains…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ShIxak5rWEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zOnwUAmuh9A/s1600-h/bioreview9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ShIxak5rWEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zOnwUAmuh9A/s320/bioreview9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337382841039411266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8084433533369225624?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8084433533369225624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8084433533369225624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8084433533369225624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8084433533369225624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/05/kid-in-me-super-electron-bioman.html' title='The Kid in me… Super Electron Bioman!'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/ShIxak5rWEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/zOnwUAmuh9A/s72-c/bioreview9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-8890346736828737719</id><published>2009-05-10T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:14:40.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Who is your Mom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To All Our Mothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving our precious life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-8890346736828737719?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/8890346736828737719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=8890346736828737719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8890346736828737719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/8890346736828737719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-is-your-mom.html' title='Who is your Mom?'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4370241646328869120</id><published>2009-05-07T08:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:32:20.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><title type='text'>American Idol 8 Top 4 - Performance (Rock Music)</title><content type='html'>Hmmm where should I start... think... think... THINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Wreck Sign Tower, a Rock star wannabe judge and an over covered powder on Paula's face... this is American Idol.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my less love theme ever... Rock Night. Though lots of people preferred noisy sounds, crazy vocals and loud screaming over a melodic music. I still much prefer the other side where you can feel the harmony and melody of the song. Anyway, since every one love AI, I will try to embrace what ever theme they have on stage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm expecting for eight different Rock Songs last night when someone told me that there will be only one song per each contestant plus two duets from them. Well, yeah its new on the show. They keeping this interesting as possible. It interest me since this will be the first, I think, that they will paired two contestant to perform in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my the solo performances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNRAtd8vI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M18dPA5dk2Y/s1600-h/41906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNRAtd8vI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M18dPA5dk2Y/s320/41906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333754288334041842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allison Iraheta&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Cry Baby". I chose her to be on the top list since I genuinely believe that this is a flaw less performance. Again, her phrasing of the song is superb and this song is definitely the best choice for her. She said, she is choosing "Someone To Love" together with "Cry Baby". Good thing she pick the latter. Kara says, "Janice is the right choice for you... I think you transform when you go on stage". Indeed, she grow a lot during the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNRfPYqgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PNtT6soa9MY/s1600-h/41909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNRfPYqgI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PNtT6soa9MY/s320/41909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333754296529365506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Whole Lotta Love". Again, this is just my opinion. Some says his vocal is perfect on the song.. maybe yes... but I'm really not convinced. But still he got a huge chance to win this whole thing. Ey, noticed that he cool down working on the stage a little bit. Maybe hes being cautious and still thinking of him being on the Bottom 2 last week. Randy says. 'This is the Adam that I love. dude... you are a rock stare tonight". Simon says, "I thought the performance was a little understated... no body can top that now". Ehem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNQ8-U3nI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-a4YPzecngg/s1600-h/41903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNQ8-U3nI/AAAAAAAAAXM/-a4YPzecngg/s320/41903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333754287331008114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny Gokey&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Dream On" by Aerosmith. This is actually a good performance if not just because of the last note he made. I love the song and I think this is a good song choice for him. I'll give him B+ for exerting an effort and try to pull off the song. Though he fails, I think its still forgivable. And remembering the last note... he scream like he is gargling a mouthwash there... Well now I know whose video he been watching now... Paula says, "I don't know if this was the right song for you. But I'm a huge fan. I give you an A+ for going for it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNQ9p6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sa85jK6SGxY/s1600-h/41904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNQ9p6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sa85jK6SGxY/s320/41904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333754287513822450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Come Together". This is a perfectly safe performance from him. A very safe song that you can notice the similarity of the arrangement to its original. But still, he win with the grate phrasing he put on the song... very Kris :). Kara(who?) says, "For me, this wasn't a great performance... you were trying too hard... wrong song... ther's more that what you deliver tonight". Okay what ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the battle of the duets I will give the top position to Allison an Adam who gave there all on their "Slowride" performance. They are both confident and fit great together. They have a good chemistry which made you feel that you are watching their own concert. On the other hand, Danny and Kris duets lack the chemistry that Allison and Adam has. They sound good yeah, blend their voices okay but the conviction is lacking. They lost specially on their solo parts. &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Kris is in danger to leave on the elimination night. He, out of the 4, had the very weak performance. Though I bet that his fans will do everything and anything to save him. Next pick to be booted  is Danny.. yeah. I don't know if some people will feel turnoff on his scream. Adam and Allison on the other hand is more or less safe from the elimination but since the table is round, they might too leave if people don't support them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4370241646328869120?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4370241646328869120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4370241646328869120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4370241646328869120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4370241646328869120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-8-top-4-performance-rock.html' title='American Idol 8 Top 4 - Performance (Rock Music)'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgVNRAtd8vI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M18dPA5dk2Y/s72-c/41906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-2225498940760252332</id><published>2009-05-05T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:09:55.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Embassy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Opps They Did It Again</title><content type='html'>Been to the Embassy yesterday to renew my nearly expired passport. Thought that I can finish to furnished all the needed documents and application earlier since I arrived 10am at the city, but I reach home late nearly frustrate and stressed... and believe me when I said nearly... I mean this close... THIS CLOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the delayed assistance you will get from the ever not-helpful people inside the institution to the incomplete information on their messed up bulletin boards. No chance for anyone to use their wide and creative mind but to ask someone and hope to get a clear idea on what should be done. Great if you will get a clear instructions from them but since they are all pretending to be busy, they will let you hang and complete the puzzled idea that they initially gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, there a some hopeless people like me who been at the place since early morning who, unfortunately, still yet to complete what ever request ask to them. I ask them and pick up some of the pieces of the puzzle that I already have. Its very frustrating really. I'm just fortunate that I'm still on leave so I still have time to relaxed my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-2225498940760252332?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/2225498940760252332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=2225498940760252332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2225498940760252332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/2225498940760252332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/05/opps-they-did-it-again.html' title='Opps They Did It Again'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4209523823100199545</id><published>2009-04-30T08:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:23:21.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><title type='text'>American Idol 8 Top 5 - Elimination Result</title><content type='html'>This is the time of the season where the fans are going wild to save their favorites. If I too have a chance to throw some precious votes... why not? Who are safe? Danny? Adam? Kris? Allison? Matt? No one knows. Though the internet peeps think that Matt is going home... still no one is sure. It could be anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group performance was up first on the elimination night. All of them are blending now. That's lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break a clip of top 5 celebrating the birthdays of DAnny and Allison. BAking and cake throwing... wow! the mess on the mansion is all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the idols are lined up on the stage. Matt Giraud was called first. He says he feel good about his performance the other night. Ryan ask him to stands on the right side of the stage... not telling if he is safe or not... They are up in splitting two groups now.... geez! Danny Gokey is next and was ask to stand on the other side... left. Allison Iraheta is next and was ask to join DAnny. Kris Allen is next who joins Matt afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert is left... He might be the only sure SAFE... but not. He was ask by Seacrest to choose which group he thinks he belongs in. Adam says he loves everbody. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Base on last night?&lt;/span&gt;" he ask, and he joins Allison and Danny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seacrest announces that Adam, Danny and Allison are not the Bottom 3... guiding Adam to join Matt and Kris which he then introduced as the Bottom 3. Every one is in shock. Even Danny and Allison who look together awestruck. What do they expect??? grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Cole arrives on stage after the break singing "Something's Gotta Give". She looks younger at her age... being in the industry for 4 decades.. wow! Her voice is still full though the performance is pitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another break and former Idol Winner, Taylor Hicks is back to rock on stage... He is missing the likability sparks that he had before. I can't feel his performance unlike before... sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the break Seacrest sends someone to the safety stool... and that is Kris who joins Danny and Allison. Matt and Adam are left in the Bottom 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaime Foxx performs "Blame It" after the break. I dont like the whole performance... geez It was a total mess for me. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey is about to end with the two who left in the Bottom 2. And finally, the moments of truth came. Over 47 million of votes... Adam is SAFE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATT is going home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt sings out for the last time. Not worrying if he will be save or not. He seems relaxed and expect what happens. The performance is better than the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there Matt is finally sent home... I'm sad that he is already gone. I like the way he perform though he keeps on doing the "Timberlake Thing" always. I'm glad on what Kara says to him before the show ends, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the best things we did this season was save you&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt tired doing this now especially that my favorite is already gone... hahaha :D Just glad to know that this show is near to end in a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4209523823100199545?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4209523823100199545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4209523823100199545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4209523823100199545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4209523823100199545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-8-top-5-elimination.html' title='American Idol 8 Top 5 - Elimination Result'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-7964227585591603070</id><published>2009-04-29T13:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:23:02.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interest'/><title type='text'>American Idol 8 Top 5 - Performance (Rat Pack)</title><content type='html'>This is it! Only five people remains in the competition. I wasn't that crazy about the theme or maybe because its very unfamiliar to me. I do some online research about it but I'm still blur on the depth and meaning of it. Week theme is "Rat Packs".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is especial about this week? I think it would be a more interesting to listen familiar song in order to give right compliments to the one deserves it. I thought that all of the performances are equally good if not great. It keeps me some times to pick the one who should be on the my top and bottom list. Its very difficult to choose who are the strongest and weakest specially if you're choosing among few people. All the remaining hopefuls are good on their own ways... that is why its difficult to choose the new front runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some point of the show, I end up in speculations that this is the moment where in you will witness the judges favorites among the remaining contestant. I heard some compliments which was over given and harsh criticisms from others who not deserved to received it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did they do? Here is my take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVOmIK8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/it0XjQROS5s/s1600-h/41784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVOmIK8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/it0XjQROS5s/s320/41784.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498718501907394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kris Allen&lt;/span&gt; - sings "The Way You Look Tonight". One of my favorite of the night. He pick a slow song and stays in tune all through out the performance. He definitely don't have a big crazy vocal which is his weakness but he knows how to interpret a good song... Very nice. He done a very good phrasing too which is his strenght. He really got it right. I just don't understand Simon who says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought it was a little bit wet (???). I didn't get the feeling from you tonight that you can win this competition&lt;/span&gt;". Hmmm I think this is a bomb for supporters out there to save Kris to stays in the competition. Its a really waste of talent if he will be booted out this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVcda5jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/83Z8oHosE2k/s1600-h/41790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVcda5jI/AAAAAAAAAWs/83Z8oHosE2k/s320/41790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498722223482418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Allison Iraheta&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Someone To Watch Over Me". That husky vocal of her really catch my attention now. She hits a lot of nice high notes on the song. Good phrasing and nice arrangement. No doubt, she is indeed the only hope of all girls in the competition. She is the savior. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grown to be one of the front runners now. Having Allison around, I think, gave this competition a lot of kick than expected. She just need to produced some performance like this to stay in the competition. Most of the judges loves the performance but not Simon who says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a horrible feeling you could be in trouble tonight&lt;/span&gt;". Hmmm.. this could be true in this point but this might also result to some furious fans who will throw precious votes to this girl just to save her. Let see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVpSJlkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8yIxhDqNcDY/s1600-h/41792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVpSJlkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8yIxhDqNcDY/s320/41792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498725665871426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danny Gokey&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Come Rain Come Shines". One of Danny's best vocal though there he is again who done an Over-The-Top performance on the latter part of the song. I just noticed that he got this monotone vocals to all of his performances. But it doens't matter, this is a great interpretation of the song. Randy says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the only one I heard so far that could actually have an amble of songs like that and win…forget the connection stuff…this is a singing competition and you can sing&lt;/span&gt;"... Well, I think all of them can sing no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVaFAX4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/O-tjfsIXVUw/s1600-h/41791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVaFAX4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/O-tjfsIXVUw/s320/41791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498721584209794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matt Giraud&lt;/span&gt; - sings "My Funny Valentine". Wow! I like the song, I don't know why. His vocal is a bit shaky but he got some glory high notes there. I'm still sure he doesn't master his vocal range yet. Not crazy about the phrasing which I feel akward listening with too. Simon who disagree to Randy who says "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a little bit pitchy&lt;/span&gt;" says "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was the only believable, authentic song I heard tonight…I heard some Nat King Cole kind of phrasing there&lt;/span&gt;". Oh my! He loves Matt. He really like to save him this week. But I'm worried. The competition is already tight and Matt definitely is in trouble this week. I'm sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXWJwJuGI/AAAAAAAAAXE/F3XQkaqVJN4/s1600-h/41793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXWJwJuGI/AAAAAAAAAXE/F3XQkaqVJN4/s320/41793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498734381643874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt; - sings "Feeling Good". I want to like the performance because I love the song... but I don't. I don't know... I'm not liking the arrangement either. Something is wrong out there. Add the different entrance he had on the stairs... I'm imagining him wearing a long gown...hahaha. I can't think of anything to describe his weird performance. But for sure... He gots a very crazy vocals. Paula says, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me feel better than good…watching you is like watching the Olympics and you are Michael Phelps&lt;/span&gt;". Can't forget his saliva flying when he says the first "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeling Goo&lt;/span&gt;d". It feels good indeed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented people remains, but for all we know, one of them will be leaving on the elimination night. My worst fear comes... Matt is the obvious pick to leave tomorrow night. He is been consistent on being the lowest vote getter on the past weeks and was just save by the judges using their "Veto".  Allison on her sea-saw stands on the competition might be, indeed, in trouble as what Simon says, if no one still supports her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still craving for a shock elimination... and that will be between Danny and Adam. Though I might be more happy if it will be Danny :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-7964227585591603070?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/7964227585591603070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=7964227585591603070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7964227585591603070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/7964227585591603070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-8-top-5-performance-rat.html' title='American Idol 8 Top 5 - Performance (Rat Pack)'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SgDXVOmIK8I/AAAAAAAAAWk/it0XjQROS5s/s72-c/41784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-5524242049971071083</id><published>2009-04-28T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:33:51.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On the Web'/><title type='text'>Online News - Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>I got a headache this morning and thought to have fever. Good thing, its just a result of oversleeping... so nothing to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another virus breakouts was reportedly done killing some people in Mexico. This time the source are swine... boars, hogs or known to many as pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some facts about the swine flu below from Yahoo Health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://health.yahoo.com/news/ap/med_healthbeat_swine_flu_q_a.html"&gt;What You Need To Know About Swine Flu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-5524242049971071083?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/5524242049971071083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=5524242049971071083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5524242049971071083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/5524242049971071083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/04/online-news-swine-flu.html' title='Online News - Swine Flu'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5545869725468400063.post-4756347736499970101</id><published>2009-04-27T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:35:43.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Activities'/><title type='text'>Updates: Birthday, Training, Leave</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit excited on tomorrow's training. It will be the night of grading to move on another stage on our kicking class. I am confident that I can pass the training exam. I don't know, just had this feeling that I can pass what ever the exam is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit lazy to woke up this morning actually. I never had enough rest this weekends. It started since Thursday night when I accompany my friend and sleep at their place. Then this Saturday, after work, I play badminton and join our friends Birthday celebration party after until 3 am of Sunday. I didn't attend the Sunday service since I woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, I really had this bad habit now that need change. I feel its becoming unhealthy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I missed my friends birthday... my bad again. I know he is very angry with me now :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Indonesian friend's Birthday also came, last April 23. I promised to threat her a dinner. We plan and scheduled it this coming Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to take two days of leave next week to apply for a new passport... hope my superior approved my sudden applications.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5545869725468400063-4756347736499970101?l=tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/feeds/4756347736499970101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5545869725468400063&amp;postID=4756347736499970101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4756347736499970101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5545869725468400063/posts/default/4756347736499970101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tryinghardtobefrench.blogspot.com/2009/04/updates-birthday-training-leave.html' title='Updates: Birthday, Training, Leave'/><author><name>About Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18182768587915550825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vJAj50AcLmA/SQgwx9Drw-I/AAAAAAAAABI/HwhJVM3PFZ0/S220/IMG_0124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
