<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:02:11.344-08:00</updated><category term='plans'/><category term='black'/><category term='Review'/><category term='death'/><category term='whitney'/><category term='njaymaldito'/><category term='song'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='sing'/><category term='help'/><category term='police'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Blackberry'/><category term='angelina jolie'/><category term='family'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='maldito'/><category term='work'/><category term='johnny depp'/><category term='share'/><category term='the tourist'/><category term='father'/><category term='will'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='njay'/><category term='unexpected'/><category term='God'/><category term='son'/><category term='complete'/><category term='giving'/><category term='miss'/><category term='honros'/><category term='houston'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='life'/><category term='time'/><category term='Blogsss'/><category term='daddy'/><category term='paris'/><category term='respect'/><category term='theft'/><category term='europe'/><category term='awards'/><category term='venice'/><category term='career'/><category term='Himig Handog'/><category term='love'/><category term='singers'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>:: Seeking faith and speaking words I never thought I would say ::</title><subtitle type='html'>:: I am not afraid although i know there's much to fear ::</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-4336880023649848486</id><published>2011-01-08T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T07:20:15.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tourist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='njaymaldito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelina jolie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnny depp'/><title type='text'>"I am just a Tourist" (*spoiler free*)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I've been waiting for this movie since December. Finally, its screening opened today! Of course, I watched it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TSiAUDg9QYI/AAAAAAAAADw/UChIRAqlH2A/s1600/the-tourist-review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TSiAUDg9QYI/AAAAAAAAADw/UChIRAqlH2A/s320/the-tourist-review.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp in one scene at their Hotel &amp;nbsp;room in Venice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;How much lovely Paris and Venice can be if you will see the most elegant gorgeous woman walking on its street, Angelina Jolie. I love the first several scenes where the camera just follows Angelina while walking, her stance, her stare, her elegant gestures and I should say, her EYES &amp;amp; LIPS. Then, you will have the impression that this movie is more of like a game, a cat and dog chasing the cheese of a mouse between Angelina Jolie who plays Elise, Johnny Depp who plays (I would rather not disclose this *SPOILER*) and the cops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It is not much like of an action-suspense-romance film but it's more of like that, somehow. LOL Story starts with Angelina being chased by the police because she's the only contact person of this man who stole lotsa lotsa money. Angelina receives these letters giving her&amp;nbsp;instructions where to go and how to mislead the cops. (You gotta watch it how Angelina plays like this effortlessly.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Over-all, the movie got lots of twists in the story and how it was twisted is the BEST. Do not expect some huge explosion and car bombings and all because again this is NOT an action film. The only thing that will keep you watching it is when you keep on asking yourself "Who the hell is Alexander Pierce?" "Who the hell sends the letter?" "Oh, that might be him..." and all those cliff-hanging ideas or assumptions in your mind. There's no BED scene too because this is NOT Angelina Jolie's "Original Sin" movie. No, she did not show her butt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;About Johnny and Angie's chemistry, I must admit they lack on that corner. Although Johnny and Angie are at no doubt very brilliant actors that they can portray any role, there is still something missing between the two of them when they're in one scene.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Above all, the end part was awesomely the best. I have not thought that it would end like that. And, I'm sure if you will think about the end part deeply, you'll know what the &lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;real&amp;nbsp;message&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the movie is all about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yes I did and I believe in that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;*hugs Angelina's wax figure* LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; 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/6502057817489404228-4336880023649848486?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/4336880023649848486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=4336880023649848486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/4336880023649848486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/4336880023649848486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-just-tourist-spoiler-free.html' title='&quot;I am just a Tourist&quot; (*spoiler free*)'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TSiAUDg9QYI/AAAAAAAAADw/UChIRAqlH2A/s72-c/the-tourist-review.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-2175417103142299754</id><published>2010-11-27T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:01:29.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><title type='text'>A Different Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TPHcbxn3rUI/AAAAAAAAADo/XPsUk-PscNg/s1600/154284_165866740110822_100000624902803_380997_6753572_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TPHcbxn3rUI/AAAAAAAAADo/XPsUk-PscNg/s320/154284_165866740110822_100000624902803_380997_6753572_n.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost Christmas time! I can feel the coldness of the wind at night and the shopping rush of the people. Christmas season is the best time to be with family to celebrate the holidays seasons together. There's no other place in the world to best celebrate this joyful time than at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas used to be very fulfilling. I'm am very excited to go to malls with big sales, to Christmas bazaars and to any place where you can buy Christmas gifts and decorations at very lows prices. There's a feeling of fulfillment every time I was able to buy the item that I really like. After buying those stuffs I am still excited to go home to show it to my mom and to Grandma, and of course they will give compliments to the things that I bought. My mom and I used to shop together during this time of the year because we share same joy and feeling every time we buy some things for our family and relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the one who sets up our Christmas Tree. Last 2008, mom and I went to the mall to buy Christmas decorations for our house and to replace the old stuffs hanging on the Tree. After setting up the Tree, I turned the Christmas Lights on, you can feel the lights reflecting on our eyes which makes it sparkle. My Grandma is my No. 2 fan, (Mom is of course the 1st) since the Tree was placed near at the front door, every time Grandma enters our house, she never fails to praise how beautiful it is and how she would like to have her own Christmas Tree too. This was 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009, I set up the Christmas Tree alone, Mom was not with us anymore because she left last October 2009 and spent the Christmas holidays in OH. This time, my No. 2 fan becomes my No. 1 . Grandma visits our house more often than last year to check us out since mom is not around. She will visit us several times at different times in a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, year 2010. Christmas Tree was set-up, placed on the same area right after the front door. Same decorations, added some stuffs which Mom brought from the US. It is still beautiful. However, I never heard any compliments any more from Granmda. My No 1 fan will not be able to visit us and praise the how beautiful the Christmas Tree is. (Grandma passed away last April 13,  2010)  Christmas lights do still sparkle but there some sorrow in it already, I cannot feel the same joy of Christmas which I have felt before. This Christmas is indeed, different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as days pass by, my brother and lil sister will go to OH before Christmas too. So I will be left all alone at our house on that used to be a special day. Although my eldest sister is still here, I don't feel spending and celebrating Christmas with her because Christmas means "Family", "Care" and "Sharing" and I cannot feel it from her. On other hand, this loneliness is still bearable because my cousins, Uncle and Aunts are living next door so I will still be able to celebrate this wonderful season at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I'm carrying my 2yr old niece. Picture was taken last Nov 14, 2010. I dont look good coz i've had flu for three days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-2175417103142299754?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/2175417103142299754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=2175417103142299754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/2175417103142299754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/2175417103142299754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2010/11/different-christmas.html' title='A Different Christmas'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/TPHcbxn3rUI/AAAAAAAAADo/XPsUk-PscNg/s72-c/154284_165866740110822_100000624902803_380997_6753572_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-5443969894954448044</id><published>2010-11-27T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T19:57:50.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blackberry'/><title type='text'>Almost forgot</title><content type='html'>Oh! 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt;Sometimes, things don’t work out the way we want or plan it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;Most of us has plans how our day will pass, where will we go, what meeting to attend to, what will we eat or not. While some of us have assistants to tell them what would be their schedule for the whole week or worse for the whole month. However, above all, in our minds we have our own plans on what road we should take and how are we going to take it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;We also tell ourselves that life is so unfair because there’s at least one moment in our lives that we get frustrated because things didn’t work out the way we want them. Well it’s just life, in ourselves we know that we are doing or planning the right thing but we will realize that the thing that we are planning is not the right thing that God plans us to be. He’s just simply clever, that’s it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;I’m writing this because I just experienced the same scenario, that no matter how we plan our life so smoothly, it will never happen if it’s not meant for you. If you can read on my previous blogs, I’ve been working for over a year now, and I’m really honest that I’m not that so fulfilled about my job because in me I want, I need and I love to study not to work. So I told myself that I’ll just continue working, I’ll just let the day pass, perform the best way I can and so on. I planned my whole year on my mind, what should I do, what should I accomplish or what not. After thinking what could happen this year, I told myself that I’ll just work until May, I’ll render my resignation in May so that I could continue my studies this coming semester. I don’t have enough money to support my education but my spirit is tough to make this decision. Because when I’m in school the happiness that I’m feeling is unsurpassable by any amount of money. So I already planned. I’m ready. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;Then, on our department, there’s an internal job opening that allows qualified call center agent’s to apply for a higher position, a Quality Coach to be specific. In the team that I belong we are 10 agents and a Team Manager, my manager actually asked my two teammates and me to submit our resumes to him so that he can endorse us, at first I told him that I will not pass because I’m only 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; year college and I don’t have that much experience this industry, he told me that I’m so pessimistic that’s why insisted. Eventually, I gave my resume but it was declined by the HR dept because of my attendance points, because one qualification is your attendance points should not go over that 3.5pts and mine is 4.5pts, so I just told myself that things are working the way I’m planned it to work. 3 days after the job posting, my manager told me that I should go on Rest Day Over-Time so my attendance points will lower down. Because 4hours of RDOT is equivalent to 2 points that will be deducted from your attendance points. So I went for RDOT for 4 hours, the following day my manager quickly submitted my resume once again on the deadline of the application. That day as well I took the exam and passed. There are more or less 17 applicants and there are 14people who passed the exams whom includes me and my two teammates. Then we were scheduled for the initial interview after 2 days. I prayed so hard the night before the initial interview.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the initial interview, only 5 people passed. My teammate and I passed including the other three applicants from another team. We were scheduled to have our final interview the next day. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I prayed harder this time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;During this time, I’m talking to myself will I become a Quality Coach? Will my plans be changed? I’m so confused. My manager was actually coaching me and my teammate about the final interview. The interviewer is the Head of the Training and Quality of 4 accounts in the company that I’m working in. That’s why my manager is serious about the interview. I just told myself, “Let it be, Thy will be done.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;The day for the final interview was so tiring, because I haven’t got enough sleep. Our interview time was 4am but the interviewer cam at around 5:30a.m, we were interviewed each for about 20- 30mins each. The interview was not that easy and not that tough, because my manager coached us really well that’s why we already have an idea what will be asked. So at around 8a.m I left the office and went to my Tita’s house, at around 10 o’clock I got a message from the Quality supervisor congratulating me because I got the job. I did not reply because the message was not specific to me, my name was not on the text. I thought it was wrong sent. But of course, my fingers are really cold already because there might be a possibility that I passed. So, I forwarded the message to my manager and let him speak with the Quality Sup what the text message was all about. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"&gt;After 30mins, my manager called me on my phone and yelled: “NJay!, ang galing mo! Congrats! You’re now a Quality Coach! Di ka na magko-calls later!” (NJay, you did a great job! Congratualtions! You’re now a Quality Coach! You’re not going to take call late anymore!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;I replied: “Weh, di nga? Ahaha! Talaga?!!! Thanks TM!, Thank you so much for the trust and support!” (Oh, really? Ahahah! ‘Thanks TM, Thank you so much for the trust and support!”). One message that marked my mind is this: “You did it, you’re just simply good.” This meassge cam from my manager.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I was so amazed and so grateful about what had just happened this past 2 weeks. I keep on telling to other people that I will not be promoted because I don’t have enough experience and education to compete. But now, I realized that it’s not just the experiences or the educational background that you’ll put on your resume that matters most. It’s your personality, attitude and your strong-willed spirit that will define you to go through the challenges in life. It’s on how you deliver yourself, it’s on how you show people what you can do not on what you have not done. It’s on how you manifest your abilities and showcase your talents. It’s on how you believe not only on yourself but on the people around you. It’s on how you believe what God wants you to be, He knows what’s best for us and He will never put you down ever. I believed and claimed in Him that I will become a QC, and now I am an Official Quality Coach. Prayer is so powerful that it can surpass any challenges you will be facing on the road of life. My challenges do not end after the final interview, life has no endings, it has only beginnings. There’s always tomorrow, I know that the road that I am taking now will be rougher and elevated. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;This only reminds us that no matter what we plan, what we want in life, if it’s not for us it will never be. No one can tell you what you will be. You can never manipulate your life, God has the power to do so. If we disagree what His plans for us will be, expect that you’ll never have an easy life. Life is not simple, it’s not easy. Financially we are stressed, emotionally we are disheartened, physically we are sick, intellectually we are slow but what matters most is spiritually we are whole, in peace and fulfilled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-7350057075868395175?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/7350057075868395175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=7350057075868395175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/7350057075868395175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/7350057075868395175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-things-will-not-work-out-way.html' title='Sometimes, things will not work out the way you plan them.'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-8640166657334463581</id><published>2009-01-21T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:56:15.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Whitney Houston is Back, Finally! Her 1st appearance in 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SXe1JAjJmMI/AAAAAAAAACw/IzYiqPviPAo/s1600-h/436px-Whitneybethonors09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SXe1JAjJmMI/AAAAAAAAACw/IzYiqPviPAo/s400/436px-Whitneybethonors09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293899053368187074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beloved "The Voice" received a standing ovation when she made a surprise appearance at the BET Honors Awards ceremony last January 17, 2009, held at the warner theater in DC. This was an annual ceremony that honors and pay tributes to the lives and accomplishments of "African American Luminaries".&lt;br /&gt;This event was hosted by Gabrielle Union honored like Mary J. Blige, Tyler Perry, Magic Johnson, and Congressman James E. Clyburn. Anita Baker gave the audience an emotional performance of "One" and "Caught up in the Rapture" while singer Monica sang "Not Gon Cry" to pay tribute to Mary J. Blige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston took the stage to honor Tyler Perry with his award. She looked fabulous in her black/off white evening dress, she really maintained her true diva status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the "New York Post" Whitney Houston was announced to perform at Clive Davis' "Pre-Grammy Party" on February 09, 2009 and was said to sing her 1st single from her newest album since 2002. The only female singer who holds the record of 7 consecutive number one hits will be launching her 1st album in 7 years, hopefully this March. It is said that it was supposed to be released last November 2008, but due to lack of marketing and promotional stuff they postponed it and set to release on the 1st quarter of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston is truly a living legend in the Music Industry, she is indeed one of the most celebrated female singers of all time, and to see her being this gorgeous and stunning is really a great big thing for her million fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++ You can browse my photos page to see her fabulous photos during the ceremony.+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;www.njaymaldito.multiply.com&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/6502057817489404228-8640166657334463581?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://njaymaldito.multiply.com/reviews/item/52' title='Whitney Houston is Back, Finally! 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Before I write about the good things that happened last year, let me first tell you what just happened on this very fresh new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1, of course all of us really got up late, I woke up around 11am because we were still up until 2am or 3am. I re-heated all our foods so we can eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new day in a brand new year.I can feel the cold air running through my nose down to my lungs and through my whole body, a fresh new air that my body just felt. January 1 passed, I woke up on January 2 at around 11am again, I got up, I grabbed my two cellphones downstairs, I noticed that one of my phones was turned off, it won't turn on because the battery doesn't have a charge, so I plugged it in the charger, then when it was fully charged, I turned it on, then a message came in. This message came from my cousin and it was sent 8:45 in the morning on that day as well. The message says that my our grandmother just passed away. I was shocked, because if only my phone turns on from the moment I woke up, I will able to read the message earlier. I can't cry, I don't know why, but I felt a deep sorrow in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother who just passed away is the sister of my immediate grandmother, she completed 80 years here on earth. Biblically speaking, we are supposed to live here on earth minimum of 70years, so if we went beyond 70years, those additional years are great bonus to us from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, time will never tell us what will happen, we never knew, and I myself didn't even realize that this would happen on the very second day of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, live each day to the fullest. Do not take things too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Live a life with serenity, not a life of regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-712979378232339906?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/712979378232339906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=712979378232339906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/712979378232339906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/712979378232339906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-wont-tell-you-what-will-happen.html' title='Time won&apos;t tell you what will happen next. (2nd)'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-870623506196115692</id><published>2008-12-15T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:23:28.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Time won’t tell you what will happen next.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Time won’t tell you what will happen next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No one really knows what will happen next. Next hour, tomorrow, the next da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;y or even now, there’s no person in the world who can tell you exactly what will happen to you. People who has the ability to predict the future in some way are lets say in some way believable, but still it’s not accurate. Their predictions are not 100% true that it will really happen. Only the Lord knows what will our future will be. He is the only one who can tell if we will still wake up tomorrow or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Although we know that our life here on earth is not permanent. That we just borrowed this human life from the heavens, and we know that any moment, and the powerful God above can just easily take this away from our earthly body in a blink of an eye. Some of us still don’t realize how great life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I’m writing this topic because of a scenario that just happened with my family last week. My Uncle (Dad’s bro) just passed away last Monday. His death was unexpected; he’s 62 yrs. He spent almost all of his lifetime serving his duty to his fellowmen on his community as a “kagawad”. According to my grandma whom now is 88 yrs old and who’s memory is still vivid. My Uncle had a good reputation on his community, of course by being a public servant all he wanted was a peaceful environment. He had never been in any big row or fight to anyone. Then one night, there’s a man who’s drunk out in the streets making some noise and some things a drunk man was able to do. By his will to make a peaceful night &amp;amp; sleep to his neighborhood, he initiated to approach the drunk man to go home and take a rest because he’s really loud and annoying. Of course, a drunk man didn’t obey him, instead he bellowed that my uncle was boastful and was trying to prove something which was not true. So, this drunk man grabbed my uncle’s arms and tried to punch him out but my uncle lost his balance and fell of the ground, his head hit the gutter on the left side making him unconscious instantly. That moment, people went out, called ambulance and they hurried my uncle to the nearest hospital, at the hospital my uncle was in “comatose” for a short period of time, and by the hard impact that was incurred on his head and a lot of blood inside his skull (internal hemorrhages). He was declared dead. Although I and my uncle were not that close, I feel so sad of his loss, being an immediate family member it’s natural to feel this way. There are many people who will really miss him so much. Being a second born child in the family, his opinions and advices are seeked and respected. Grandma also told me that the day before my uncle passed away he told her that he had a dream about my dad, the he and my dad are talking somewhere and he saw their father (grandpa) as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Therefore, we are not the one who makes the world go round. God above indeed is the one responsible for all the things that’s happening. It’s unbelievable because He’s only one and he manages to run billions of lives here on earth. So much power that no one can have than Him. Impossible for us, but in Him all things are possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Calibri;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This made me realize more that, nothing is more fun than enjoying every minute of your life, cherish each and every blessing you receive. Helping others in the way you can, Showing love in your own means, and being grateful for every second you had in this planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;© 12/ 16 / 2008 :: www.njaymaldito.blogspot.com :: NJay081™ ::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; line-height: normal; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-870623506196115692?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/870623506196115692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=870623506196115692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/870623506196115692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/870623506196115692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-wont-tell-you-what-will-happen.html' title='Time won’t tell you what will happen next.'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-1109556866915196191</id><published>2008-12-03T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:11:48.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st ever blog for December...</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog for the month of december. I haven't written anything for thw hwole month of november. I didn't know why so don't ask me. &lt;br&gt;Last november, there's nothing interesting happened. All saint's day had passed but I was so sorry because I haven't got any chance to visit the grave of my daddy. Well, I just hope he understand me due to my work. November was fine, i did well enough at work. I was able to hit our monthly target and was able to take home some incentives(Thank God). I was on vacation leave for about five days. . . from November 27 - December 1. What did I do with those days. I just stayed at home, lying on the sofa, eating junk foods and fruits and all that. I just want to take a break and doesn't wanna hear any english words directly on my ears. . . I don't know if my work annoys me or something. . . &lt;br&gt;During the last few days on my leave days, my mom and I together with mah li'l sistah went to greenhills to check what can we buy. . .  I was surprised because it was my first time to see Greenhills again in 2years. . . That place really changed a lot... very much...  &lt;br&gt;I bought a couple of tees and a pair of shorts. . . My mom was carried away by the prices of the tees that why she bought I think half- a dozen, as well my li'l sistah. . .&lt;br&gt;The prices of all the merchandise in Greenhills are reasonable, very affordable with a very elegant taste. People that are shopping there are also nice, mostly "crisp" people(is what me and my friends call people who looks like "sosyalen") bwahaha!.... &lt;br&gt;I think this is enough...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Above all, I was glad and thankful to the Lord that another month had passed with full of blessings, He never failed us, He's there everytime, as always. And here ocmes the Christmas Season, another month with more blessings... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-1109556866915196191?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/1109556866915196191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=1109556866915196191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/1109556866915196191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/1109556866915196191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-ever-blog-for-december.html' title='1st ever blog for December...'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-286796284283778906</id><published>2008-10-14T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:37:59.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son'/><title type='text'>Daddy, Happy Birthday! We love you &amp; We miss you SoOoO much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SPTKqFpEDDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MPHflsZhQnY/s1600-h/Mukha!m0h!(823)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257049489465936946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SPTKqFpEDDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MPHflsZhQnY/s320/Mukha!m0h!(823)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday was October 12, this day was a special day not only for me but for the whole family. It was our Dad’s birthday. How old is he? Well I don’t know either, actually I’m looking for his birth certificate to look when he was born. My mom is not here also while I’m writing this blog. The only thing that I know is he already stopped aging since June 4, 2004, when he died of colon cancer. Oh, what a really sorrow past. I already published a blog about the longest day in my life, the day when my dad died, it’s titled “Eternal Memory”. Anyway I don’t want to write about that regretful past anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I thought I will have a dream about him the night before his birthday but I never dreamt of anything, which was not a new thing for me because since his death I only got a few dreams about him. Dreams that I wish didn’t end, those were the longest nights that I really love in my whole life. To be with him again, with us, completely. I don’t know what’s the meaning of him not in our dreams during his birthday, because this is the day that I am expecting him to be there, I don’t expect him to visit me in my dreams on November 1 of course, I’m not sure if it will be really him then. Well maybe, the reason why is he doesn’t want us to miss him that much. I must say to you Daddy, that even though you’re not visiting me or every one of us in our dreams lately, we really miss you, badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom cooked the all-time favorite pansit and my eldest sister (Ate) bought a “Brazo de Mercedes” which is daddy’s favorite. We celebrated his birthday as if he’s with us while we were eating. Even if there weren’t lots of food we still enjoyed his birthday, and I know that he understands our situation financially. Along with he knows that our love for him is unconditional. The next day, I woke up early to go to the market to buy the ingredients of the viands that I’ll be cooking. I cooked “pinakbet” at lunch and cooked his favorite “Pininyahang Manok” for our dinner. When I was cooking, I remembered his favorite fish which is “Dalagang Bukid” which I regret because I forgot to buy that, I just recalled that it’s his partner to pinakbet. One thing that I also remembered while cooking is “tahong” it’s was also his favorite, he used to grill it and/or make it as a soup. I told it to Mom and she said that she’ll buy those things next week as an extension of Dad’s birthday. Of course, I’m the only one who’ll cook for him, because there’s no one in our household who can cook as delicious as mine (bwahaha!). I also recalled that during my childhood, when we wake up in the morning we ran down in the stairs and look for our parents or yayas to see what we have for breakfast, I remember every morning on the dining table there are 5 covered cups of “taho”, besides to our breakfast, I remember him telling me every morning that “it’s nutritious, it has a lot of calcium for your bones to become stronger and for you to grow taller”. And maybe that was the reason why “taho” became one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone’s passing away is heartache, especially when that someone is very close to you. When that someone has a living blood running through your veins. Your father, your dad, buddy, friend, and mentor. Dad, having you as my father is a gratitude. Being with you for only 15 years was a great and unforgettable experience. I could be better if you’re here. I will look up to you until my dying day. I love you and I’ll always will. We miss you sOoOooo much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJay081&lt;br /&gt;101408 / 5:40 pm/ @ home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: © 101408 &lt;a href="http://www.njaymaldito.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.njaymaldito.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; NJay081 ® ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.njaymaldito.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.njaymaldito.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-286796284283778906?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/286796284283778906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=286796284283778906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/286796284283778906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/286796284283778906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddy-happy-birthday-we-love-you-we.html' title='Daddy, Happy Birthday! We love you &amp; We miss you SoOoO much!'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SPTKqFpEDDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/MPHflsZhQnY/s72-c/Mukha!m0h!(823)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-7692081114380153462</id><published>2008-09-21T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:17:32.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>Work vs Education vs Time and Money</title><content type='html'>I told myself last year that I will save up money for me to be able to go back to school last June. Unfortunately June came and the 1st semester ended, without me being in school. I told myself again that, there’s always the second sem, you can still save more so you can enroll yourself on the next semester. A month from now, 2nd semester will start and I still haven’t got enough money to enroll myself and be back in school. Even though the salary in the industry that I’m working in is promising, the expenses you have is also high. You should really be a “money wise” person for you to be able to save much. I don’t know why I haven’t save that much, to think that I don’t give a big amount of my salary to my mom and I’m not the type of person that’ll buy new clothes or shoes every payday. Yes, of course I do spend a lot on food but I don’t think that it’s the main reason why my bank account hasn’t reached a hundred thousand. My anniversary of being a Call Center Ageny will be on November. Of course, I am really thankful because this is my first job and I got this far. Actually I remember those times that I’m looking for a job, I applied to a couple of Call Canters in Quezon City and I also submitted a couple of resumes to different fast-food chains &amp;amp; McDonald’s is the only one who called me in and scheduled me for an interview. I was guilty because I never showed up on that scheduled interview. Maybe because that’s not the job that the Lord want me to be in. I am already in training for two weeks in one Call center company when this much known and bigger Call Center Company called me in and asked me if I can come in the next day for the re-assessment (because they told me before that my application is still for evaluation) of my application, I said “of course”, even though I'm already in training. Apparently, I left the 1st company that I’m in training and went to this company that I’m currently working in, and after hours and hours of waiting, few exams and a coulple of interviews, I got the job. I signed the contract for 6months and agreed to the discussed salary.&lt;br /&gt;And until now, I am here, letting each day pass and waiting for a really much bigger blessing that will give me the opportunity to go back to school. Here I go again; I’m starting to complain about my current situation, as I have written on my other past blogs, my spirit wants me to be in a classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that it will not happen this year, anymore. I’m trying to accept it because there’s nothing that I can do. I cannot have tens of thousands of pesos in a blink of an eye. I’m just motivating myself that this will be the real world that I will be in after I graduated, that I am more fortunate than my “batch mates” because I already experienced how competent I am and how hard the competition in real world. That I am privileged by my abilities that even though I’m only a 1st year college student, I was able to be in this really hard industry, where international standards should be met every second. That this is more of a learning environment than being inside the classroom. These thoughts are the only things that help me or keep me waking up at night, dressed up to go to work and let the day pass. But despite my sadness, I make it a point that I am performing well on my job, complying with those strict policies and speaking English for the whole 9-hours. Of course, I will not be here if I am not, I am making sure that I will bring my full game every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, having a degree means a lot, really. It gives so much opportunity in this game we called life. You’ll have a much higher salary and your confidence will be boost more, you’ll be qualified if ever you want to be promoted. In fact, a degree holder person has bigger chances in achieving their dreams. That's why this is the main reason why parents keep on saying to their children that good education is the only thing that they will leave to them, and if we’ll combine it with the golden rule that “Education is the key to Success”. However, other people also say that having a good education is not the only key to success; you should combine it with perseverance and hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to these questions, the reason why I wasn’t able to be in school is money. How can I have money? I have to work, you have the money but you should keep on working to continue earning money. How can you study if you’re working? Be a working student. I understand this, but how can I hit two birds if I only have one stone? You’re answer will be, that’s why you should have perseverance and hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m still really confused, I will just let myself be good at my work and let just see what would be the Lord’s will for me. After all, He is the one who manages each and every one of us. So, I’m sure He has plans for me and for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: © 0911908 www.njaymaldito.blogspot.com ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-7692081114380153462?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/7692081114380153462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=7692081114380153462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/7692081114380153462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/7692081114380153462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-vs-education-vs-time-and-money.html' title='Work vs Education vs Time and Money'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-1142227945014188608</id><published>2008-09-06T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:03:45.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>Tardiness or Attitude?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I lat updated my blog. Now here I am writing words that my fingertips will key in on my keyboard. This will be my first blog for the month of September. &lt;br /&gt;Right at this moment, I am supposed to be at the office, working. But obviously, I am absent. I let go of a day's pay. One person told me not to waste the opportunity and the time that I have work, I should be maximizing all the opportunities in front of me. But I don't know, I cannot really tell why am I feeling this way. I should be inspired to go to work every night. I don't know if this is tardiness or attitude. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I do hope one day, I will realize that I should really be thankful of what I have right now and don't be bothered by the things that I don't have. It seems like, I'm just not being contented in what I do have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; to be continued &gt;&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-1142227945014188608?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/1142227945014188608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=1142227945014188608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/1142227945014188608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/1142227945014188608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/09/tardiness-or-attitude.html' title='Tardiness or Attitude?'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-5567827981387670498</id><published>2008-08-26T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:05:22.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>You don't care for our emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTQvM7gLgI/AAAAAAAAABY/wA29p5OXJDc/s1600-h/alanhorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTQvM7gLgI/AAAAAAAAABY/wA29p5OXJDc/s320/alanhorn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239041775881956866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Horn issues statement regarding HBP delay&lt;br /&gt; Alan Horn, President of Warner Brothers, has issued a statement in response to the large amount of disappointment from their decision to delay Half-Blood Prince until July 17th, 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have written to me to express your disappointment in our moving “Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince” to Summer 2009. Please be assured that we share your love for Harry Potter and would certainly never do anything to hurt any of the films. Over the past 10 years, we have nurtured and protected each film, and the integrity of the books upon which they are based, to the best of our ability. The decision to move “Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince” was not taken lightly, and was never intended to upset our Harry Potter fans. We know you have built this series into what it is, and we thank you for your ongoing enthusiasm and support. If I may offer a silver lining: there would have been a two-year gap between “Half-Blood Prince” and the much-anticipated first part of “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows,” which opens in November 2010. So although we have to wait a little longer for “Half-Blood Prince,” the wait from that film until “Deathly Hallows” will be less than 18 months. I am sorry to have disappointed you now, but if you hold on a little longer, I believe it will be worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Whatever you say, it's nothing. One thing is true. Your main reason to move the showing date is a marketing agenda. This is how business works. You're businessmen, you only care for the money not for your customers. You don't care for our meotions. ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.mugglenet.com/app/news/show/1826&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-5567827981387670498?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mugglenet.com/app/news/show/1826' title='You don&apos;t care for our emotions.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/5567827981387670498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=5567827981387670498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5567827981387670498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5567827981387670498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-dont-care-for-our-emotions.html' title='You don&apos;t care for our emotions.'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTQvM7gLgI/AAAAAAAAABY/wA29p5OXJDc/s72-c/alanhorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-8256258384939756432</id><published>2008-08-20T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:20:38.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>When You Turn Back Time and Reminisce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKzQmCmcjHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B2QA-sR7vHo/s1600-h/2333409688_16109de51e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKzQmCmcjHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B2QA-sR7vHo/s320/2333409688_16109de51e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236789818676776050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over four years since I've been to that place. A place where I had been walking past midnight, facing the dangers of the road might give me. When I'm at the jeepney, I noticed that the place was familiar, a really sad familiar place. I tried to take away my attention on the place, I keep telling myself, "don't look back, I'ts past, don't dare look back." But eventhough I'm telling that to myself, It seems that infront of me the whole place is still there, the that vehicle stopped right infront of that very place, I, watching myself walking alone, and even that was around 4pm, it looks like that it was 12mn. &lt;br /&gt;I also tried not to let those scenes sink into my mind once again, but I can't help it. Those memories automatically sinked into my mind, it's like a flashback of really, really sorrowful scenes of my life. I can't deny there's still a bit of hurt in my heart. I also tried not to cry, but there are tears in my eyes that are about to drop, of course I wiped it right away so that the other passengers might not see me that I shed a tear. Good thing I'm wearing my shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when I'm visiting my dad when he was confined in the Hospital(UST) for about 2 or 3 months. Since I was studying here at Marikina City the whole day, I would go there late at night. When I'm at the jeepney, I can feel the cold wind around my body, wishing that it will take away all the bad situations that we had that time, hoping that everytime the wind hits my face, it would wipe the illness of my dad, so that he would not need to undergo any major operations anymore, that his colon cancer will be gone in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm walking, on my way to the hospital, I know that Jesus is watching me, walking alone with the moon above me giving me the only light on those darkest nights of my whole life. He(Jesus) hears me, I'm praying that everytime I enter my Dad's room, the nurse or the Doctor will tell me that there's a good improvement 'bout my dad's resistance, hoping that everytime I see him, I know in his heart, deep down that He has the will to survive. &lt;br /&gt;But, there's none, Everytime I see him lying on his bed, he tries to give me a smile, trying to show that his still a bit happy that He's alive. However it feels opposite to me, eventhough his smiling, that smile was a cry for me. A cry of giving up, a cry letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I know that he wants to show us that his still strong and really holding on, so that we will still keep our faith that he'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past is really past, it's what we call now a history. Our past of course really gives us a lot of memories, the good and the best memories surpasses that bad.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we would like not to think of our past and just move on. But one thing is real. We cannot erase the past, we can't take that away from our memories, good, bad, crazy, awful memories will still be there.  We can learn from our past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back in the past, we can see our mistakes of yesterday and of course, will not commit the same mistakes today and make the best out of life tomorrow. As simple as, correcting the mistakes of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: NJayMaldito 082008 ::&lt;br /&gt;www.njaymaldito.multiply.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-8256258384939756432?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/8256258384939756432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=8256258384939756432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/8256258384939756432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/8256258384939756432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-you-turn-back-time-and-reminisce.html' title='When You Turn Back Time and Reminisce'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKzQmCmcjHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/B2QA-sR7vHo/s72-c/2333409688_16109de51e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-4286087430694596214</id><published>2008-08-16T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:13:45.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>Being a Fan really Hurts if you expect too much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKeJCNnDekI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ck-_N08HJ-Q/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKeJCNnDekI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ck-_N08HJ-Q/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235303762947701314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I didn't want to believe the rumors that the showing of our(HP Fanatics) most anticipated movie this year was moved on July 17, 2009. Because we've been waiting since last year to finally watch the latest movie installment of our most loved Book Series, the Harry Potter Series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To confirm this rumor, I visited the Official Harry Potter website which is www.harrypotter.com , and eventhough it's still says on the trailer "november" it's undoubtedly true that it will be shown in theaters July 17, 2009 worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;This report was of course true, it totally dissapointed me, and I'm sure millions of HP fans worldwide, and I'm also sure that HP fans started reading again the 6th book for us to refresh our minds about the story of the Half-blood Prince. And, of course, I was a bit skeptical of what I've seen on the official website, so I visieted and checked other online reports about this matter.&lt;br /&gt;According to Reuters, Warner Bros. the film production company who owned the rights of the series, said thet the reason why it was moved is because of the 3-month screenwriter strike in Hollywood has "impacted the readiness of scripts for other films, and they also said that they(WB) belive that summer is the best showing date of the film for the whole family. Warner Bros. added that this will not take any effect or alter any production plans for the final, two-part Harry Potter Movie which is the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows which was first said to be shown on November 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me, as I have said, I was totally dissapointed and this given me a bit of frustration, I don't know if this is just an effect of being an HP fan or was I just too excited. As for Warner Bros. saying that they think summer is the best season for the hwole family to watch the film. My answer to them is, whenever you put the showing date of any Harry Potter film, it will still hit the Box Office, this is proven. As you can remember the past HP films was shown either summer season or early Chrismas season, but still it makes money. Because we fans are here whenever or wherever Harry will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This changing of show dates also broke the traditional showing of HP films, as you can remember, the year Nov 2001 was the Sorcerer's Stone, Nov 2002 (Chamber of Secrets), and they skipped the year 2003. Prisoner of Azkaban was shown last June 2004, followed by the Goblet of Fire last Nov 2005. And then, we waited more than a year (skipped year 2006)  just to watch the Order of the Phoenix that was shown last July 2007. As you can see, Warner Bros. they should follow the trend, we, fans should only wait one whole year before they will release the 6th film. Which is completely correct on their first press release that they will release the 6th film November 2008, and skipped again more than a year (2009) to wait for the showing of the 7th film that was said to be released on 2010 (part1) and on 2011 (part2). Actually, this was our second dissapointment with Warner Bros. when they first announced that they will split the 7th film into two because they know that it will generate much more million dollars (honestly).&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, of course, there's nothing we can do about it, so we just accpted it the way it is, and now, for the second time, there's nothing we can do, than just to wait and wait and wait, while them, also waiting for our money to be on their pockets. It's just really frustrating that they don't understand our feelings, we understand that they are really making the Film so good that it's really worth a money to watch, but the thing is, our expectaitons on seeing the film this november was totally wasted. They don't understand how it feels to expect so much and in the end, you feeling deceived. &lt;br /&gt;Again, there’s nothing we can definitely to about this, I just hope that thy will still follow that the part1 of the 7th film will be shown on 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I will still read the book for the 3rd time early next year. I’m still excited though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources: &lt;br /&gt;www.harrypotter.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.reuters.com/article/harryPotter/idUSN1444562120080815&lt;br /&gt;www.njaymaldito.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NjayMaldito&lt;br /&gt;081708 / 10:05am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-4286087430694596214?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/4286087430694596214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=4286087430694596214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/4286087430694596214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/4286087430694596214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/08/being-fan-really-hurts-if-you-expect.html' title='Being a Fan really Hurts if you expect too much...'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SKeJCNnDekI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ck-_N08HJ-Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-5756803475784168235</id><published>2008-05-25T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:56:42.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>:: Can't think of any ::</title><content type='html'>I know that it’s normal for every person to ask something that he or she doesn’t have, elders says that we should be thankful of what we have, count your blessings not the thing you don’t have. However, what if I can make a choice, I can give up what I have right now and choose the one that I want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a computer science student before, after I finished a semester, I realized that this is not my field, so I decided to take Mass Communication. I really love my course, even though it’s only my first semester in this course, I really love the feeling of you studying in a University with competent academic curriculum, studying to the subjects that you really like, listening to your professors whom you know in the future might become your own mentor. First semester is just having the very basic subjects before you proceed to your major subjects, but form that moment, I know and I believe that I will really excel in this course. This is the feeling that inspires me to study, the feeling that everyday in your life, there’s something that’s filling your mind, the knowledge to your brain, the encouragement to yourself, and a much-visualized outlook in life. That feeling made even better because of the people around you, their support and understanding. I can really feel that I’m not different than any other 18-year old boy out there, because I’m there studying the course I love, he reading the books I like, doing my assignments I’m so excited to accomplish. The emptiness in me without having a father was taken away. Although, sometimes financial issues may occur while I’m studying, it won’t affect me, because I’m able to manage and I must say that during those times, I am fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First semester ended, me and my classmates should part ways for a while, our sem-break. But this “for a while” took so long for me, second semester started and I’m not there, my classmates kept on saying that “You still have a week to enroll yourself, you should choose our section so that we’ll be together again, we’ll be sad if you’re not here.” That week ended and I’m still not there. Bit by bit, I’m encouraging myself that it’s okay to skip one semester, there will always be “next semester” to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skipping a semester or skipping school affected me; I can’t say it hot it affected me either negatively or positively. I’m having dreams every night that I’m there at school holding my books while walking on the campus, Professors calling my name to recite because I’m raising my hand to answer. These dreams are always here in my mind every time I close my eyes, I’m so sorrowful of being not in school anymore and I just can’t explain this feeling how I’m so furious to go back to school again. Actually, I kept on praying to the Lord that if win the lottery, I will enroll myself and pay the whole 4-year course in cash just to make sure that I won’t ever skip school anymore. However, this prayer is a fool’s prayer, because I’m not even playing the lottery anyways, so there’s no chance at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to accept my situation, our situation as a family and I understand that financial problem is not only within my family; every family is having this kind of problem. I don’t know if it’s being insecure or envious to compare myself to other teens like my age that are there, studying and I don’t know if I’m only trying to be the same as they are even if it’s not possible? Well, I don’t have the answers, and I’m not sure if I’m ready to know the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my classmates are in classrooms during the 2nd semester, I am here in the office speaking to Americans, what’s my job?, A call center agent. Of course, I am so thankful to the Lord that he had given me the ability and knowledge to compete with other people who are more equipped than me, and with this knowledge and strength, I got a job, this is my first ever job. Other people said that I’m so fortunate to get hired because there are others there that are degree holders already but unfortunately until now doesn’t have any job at all. Well, I can’t say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that when I knew that I’m not going to be enrolled anymore, I decided that I should look for a job, and of course it’s already granted. Months passed and not it’s May, I just got regularized. And a few days from now, it will be the month of June, starts of classes, and another year for my former classmates. And me, I’m nowhere, there’s no development in me during those past six months, of course I’m earning anyways, but it’s not just about having money, it’s about something you have which in the future you may use as one of your tools to compete to the real world where you want to be. Everyday, or I must say ever night, I wake up, get dressed, head off for work, when payday comes, you withdraw your salary and that’s it. I do sound complaining ‘bout my job, don’t I? Well, I’m sorry Lord, if I am. But you know, we still as for more. I’m thankful that I have a job, however, this is not the life that I’m longing for. If I can make a choice, I would definitely choose school than work. If people would say, “Alright, you’re in school but what if you don’t have the money to support your studies?” I must say, “Does that responsibility lies in me?” Of course not, and this is the reason why it is so frustrating because it’s not my responsibility to send myself to school, but apparently its now my responsibility. I’m trying to accept it, but once I accept it, how long should I take it, it would take so long, my salary is not enough to send me to school, and I don’t think that I can be in a stressful job and be in school at the same time. I understand that there’s no one in our family that could help me, and I know our financial situation at the moment. It’s just really disappointing that at my age, I should not be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Lord won’t get angry with me, I know He understands me, and I hope that He’ll help me realize what should I do. Prayer, this is the only thing that keeps me strong, together with faith, and He will give what we ask for at the right time. I know that the Lord has plans for me, for us. However, they said that when you pray you should take action also, and this is the thing that I don’t know yet. “What action should I take, how will I?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2008 :: www.njaymaldito.blogspot.com ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-5756803475784168235?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/5756803475784168235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=5756803475784168235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5756803475784168235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5756803475784168235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-that-its-normal-for-every-person.html' title=':: Can&apos;t think of any ::'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-2986621214748092318</id><published>2008-05-15T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:33:21.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himig Handog'/><title type='text'>Home - Daughtry</title><content type='html'>I'm staring out into the night,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where love&lt;br /&gt;And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.&lt;br /&gt;And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles are getting longer, it seems,&lt;br /&gt;The closer I get to you.&lt;br /&gt;I've not always been the best man or friend for you.&lt;br /&gt;But your love, it makes true.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to give me another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you just might get it all.&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all,&lt;br /&gt;And then some you don't want.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you just might get it all.&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;I said these places and these faces are getting old,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-2986621214748092318?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/2986621214748092318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=2986621214748092318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/2986621214748092318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/2986621214748092318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-daughtry.html' title='Home - Daughtry'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-3950167892527883654</id><published>2008-05-15T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:35:04.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himig Handog'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye - Mariah Carey (Lyrics)</title><content type='html'>This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child there were them times&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get it but you kept me in line&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why you didn't show up sometimes&lt;br /&gt;It's something more than saying "I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;But when we talked too&lt;br /&gt;All them grown folk things&lt;br /&gt;Separation brings&lt;br /&gt;You never let me know it&lt;br /&gt;You never let it show because&lt;br /&gt;You loved me and obviously&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more left to say&lt;br /&gt;If you were with me today face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could hurt like this&lt;br /&gt;And everyday life goes on like&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by&lt;br /&gt;And soon as you reach a better place&lt;br /&gt;Still I'll give the whole world to see your face&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right here next to you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is say bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bye Bye [3x])&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never got the chance to see how good I've done&lt;br /&gt;And you never got to see me back at number one&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you were here to celebrate together&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could spend the holidays together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when you used to tuck me in at night&lt;br /&gt;With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were so strong&lt;br /&gt;That you can make it through whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to accept the fact you're gone forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bye bye bye bye bye bye [3x])&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who just lost somebody&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand way up high&lt;br /&gt;We will never say bye (no, no, no)&lt;br /&gt;Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins&lt;br /&gt;This is for my peoples who lost their grandfather&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head to the sky 'cause we will never say bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-3950167892527883654?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/3950167892527883654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=3950167892527883654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/3950167892527883654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/3950167892527883654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-bye-mariah-carey-lyrics.html' title='Bye Bye - Mariah Carey (Lyrics)'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-5549019430718115984</id><published>2008-05-15T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:05:00.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Himig Handog'/><title type='text'>:: Mama Mia :: (Full-length Trailer) Opens July 18, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oVkwnm1qD0Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oVkwnm1qD0Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I can't wait to watch! ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swedish songsters ABBA inspire a musical feast that's both sweet and surprisingly spicy. Sophie Sheridan is about to be married to her true love, Sky, but has no father to give her away. What's a bride to do but go poking through Mom's past for answers? In the pages of an old diary she finds a shocking secret: any of three men could be her father. She sends a letter to each one, hoping to discover who has the right to escort her down the aisle... and throwing a big fat Greek monkey wrench into Mom's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Reasons to Watch ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The legendary, luminous Meryl Streep scores points for 50+ women everywhere by stealing the show from her equally gorgeous onscreen daughter (Amanda Seyfried of Mean Girls). &lt;br /&gt;2. Fans of the stage show may have thought there was no way to improve on it, but the Greek scenery (including Pelion and Skopelos) provides a breathtaking backdrop for the tale. &lt;br /&gt;3. This is the type of musical where you go into the theater humming the songs. So grab your friends and go prove to the world that disco never died. Bet You Didn't Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: What You Didn't Know? ::&lt;br /&gt;The region of Mt. Pelion, where parts of this movie were filmed, has also been graced by another legendary wedding. Tradition names it as the site of the marriage of Thetis and Peleus, parents of the mythical hero Achilles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: http://movies.yahoo.com/summer-movies/Mamma-Mia/1809902249&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-5549019430718115984?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/5549019430718115984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=5549019430718115984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5549019430718115984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/5549019430718115984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':: Mama Mia :: (Full-length Trailer) Opens July 18, 2008'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-8305084396848705665</id><published>2008-05-15T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:09:22.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>CLIVE CLASS OF 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SCz3U4VIoRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FoOoxASm0-4/s1600-h/1_479064246l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200803607796556050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SCz3U4VIoRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FoOoxASm0-4/s320/1_479064246l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://njaymaldito.multiply.com/reviews/item/41" rel="bookmark"&gt;Clive Davis Class of 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://njaymaldito.multiply.com/"&gt;™NJay&lt;/a&gt; on Apr 8, '08 1:09 AM for everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after years of waiting, this 2008, "The Voice", Ms. Whitney Houston is set to realease her newest album, of course, under her home Records Studio, ARISTA, and with the help of her long-time friend, Mr. Clive Davis (Producer), later this year.Resources says, that the album consists of 8 songs, almost all originals and was written for Whitney Houston's comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo above is taken from the pre-grammy party last February for People Magazine, 2sets of the photo are released, the other photo was with Christina Aguilera and Jenifer Hudson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston is now legally divorced with her ex-husband R&amp;amp;B singer Bobby Brown after Whitney filed for it early last year.Of course, most of Whitney's fans are hoping that she'll make a marvelous comeback, many critics says that there's a problem with the voice of Whitney. However, "A slight change with the voice won't matter", fans says. Whitney Houston popularized the songs, "I Will Always Love You, Run To You and the all-time The Greatest Love of All, and more than dozens of top hits on charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney Houston sold over hundred million units of albums, making her the greatest and the best selling female singer of her generation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6502057817489404228-8305084396848705665?l=njaymaldito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/feeds/8305084396848705665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6502057817489404228&amp;postID=8305084396848705665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/8305084396848705665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6502057817489404228/posts/default/8305084396848705665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njaymaldito.blogspot.com/2008/05/clive-class-of-2008.html' title='CLIVE CLASS OF 2008'/><author><name>::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11679826395834557976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SLTStHnvBzI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aoxnk-S6WaA/S220/1_159906155l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8mJUkKwZ_JM/SCz3U4VIoRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FoOoxASm0-4/s72-c/1_479064246l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6502057817489404228.post-5219400007920737606</id><published>2008-05-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:04:25.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogsss'/><title type='text'>We Still Ask For More (Of Course! duh!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://njaymaldito.multiply.com/journal/item/68/The_Life_that_Im_longing_for." rel="bookmark"&gt;The Life that I'm longing for.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://njaymaldito.multiply.com/"&gt;™NJay&lt;/a&gt; on Jan 2, '08 3:22 PM for everyone&lt;br /&gt;The life that I'm longing for is to be in school, studying the course that I really want. I don't want to work at the moment. I do have dreams that I'm in a class, raising my hand to recite to our professor, in the library reading books, researching for some reports. I need to be in school at this time. To have financial freedom to just support my own education, I don't want to be working and at the same time studying. I'll hate it. I can'y. My body wouldn't allow to happen it.However, some people said, if you do have dreams and if you do really have goals in life, you'll do the same thing, you'll work while studying just to pursue those dreams. Yes, I mean, I do have dreams, and they are all dreams that'll come true.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be in school. I want a job, yes i do have it now, but for this time, I'm not happy. Yes it'll give you the money that you need every payday, but still I can't find happiness from it. My happiness is to be in school, studying, walking in the campus with my classmates, having books on my arms... and everyhting that every student does. I just want and need to enjoy my college life, time passes by and yet im here, stucked in the life that I hate. Well, I dont mean that I do really hate this life, In fact I'm still thankful for this life, I have so many things also that I should be htankful for, and I do really thank the Lord for those, however, it's not complete. I am suppose to be happy. It is my right to be happy, my right to be in school.  Yah, I am thankful that I do have this job, but yet, this doesn't give what I wanted, what I need. I'm 18 years, supposed to be in my 4th year college, and yet, I'm still a 1st year college, and now I working instead of studying. Fate wouldn't alllow me? duh! It's unfair! I lost my dad too early, and now I'm still enduring all the consequences of having an incomplete resource, yes, I do undesrtand that my mom really can't able to provide the financial support for the five of us, that's why I'm here working as a call center agent. However, god! it's been three years! and yet, we're still in this situation, yeah! there's a lot of improvements in life, but still, it isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I do understand that humans doesn't have satisfaction in life, but the only thing for me to be satisfied is to get out of this situation, have me go back to school, give me a financial freedom to send me to school and for me to be able to have a college degree, and that's it! I'm done, I can take the rest!&lt;br /&gt;But, I do know that, this blog would not give the things that I long for, I just want the world to know that I'm really sick of my situation. I know God will really feel bad about what I'm doing and thinking right now, but i do know htat He really undesratnds what I feel. He's been good to us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just hope that in the NEAR future, there'll be huge improvements in our lives so that I can able to have the life that I'm longing for.&lt;br /&gt;I long for myself to go back to school. Go back to my university, study the course that I really want. Be the person that wanna be. Have the job that I supposed to have.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! thank God for all the blessing that you've given for everyday. We give back the praises back to you. We lift your name on high. 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