<?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-23712798</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:36:51.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silay</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-8402045706252718143</id><published>2009-09-08T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:27:36.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A break from work</title><content type='html'>Dalawa o tatlong beses lang kaming mag-asawa kung umuwi sa Mindoro sa loob ng isang taon. Iyon ay tuwing Mahal na Araw, kaarawan ng itay, at Bagong Taon. Ngunit sa taong ito...buong buwan pa lamang ng Agosto ay naka-apat na balik na kami! Lingo lingo. Niloloko nga ako ni Auggie at Don na ginawa ko na raw Cubao ang Mindoro. Ang dahilan? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basketball&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Team Manager&lt;/span&gt; ang nakatatandang kapatid ni Jojo at naatasan si Jojo na maging  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assistant manager, consultant, &lt;/span&gt;dakilang tsuper,  at&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; entertainer&lt;/span&gt; ... hehehe. Ako? Dakilang asawa, alalay,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; photographer&lt;/span&gt;, at tagahanga. Mabuti na lang at mahilig din ako manood ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt; kasi ayaw ni Jojo na hindi ako kasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalungkot&lt;br /&gt;- na ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt; ay maari palang maging sobrang "mapulitika" dahil sa pagnanais ng bawat kalahok na manalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatakot&lt;br /&gt;- huling linggo, kailangan naming umabot sa 7:00 ng gabi na laro. Kasama namin ulit ang mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imports&lt;/span&gt;, mag-a-alas 3:00 ng hapon nasa Turbina, Laguna pa lang kami. Kailangan naming umabot sa 4:00 na alis ng barko. Mula Turbina hanggang sa pantalan ng Batangas, kinuha lang ni Jojo ng 15-20 minutos. Bilis ng sasakyan: 150 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kph&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa&lt;br /&gt;- kasi marami kaming &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supporters&lt;/span&gt;. Bukod sa may banda si kuya, panalong panalo ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imports&lt;/span&gt; namin! May &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fans club&lt;/span&gt; na nga! hehehehe. Huli na kasi kaming dumating, 6 minutos na nag-uumpisa ang laro. Akala ng mga tao, wala na mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imports&lt;/span&gt; na maglalaro sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt; namin. Nung makita nilang dumating mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imports&lt;/span&gt;, napuno ng sigawan at palakpakan ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gym&lt;/span&gt;! Ang saya ng pakiramdam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapanghinayang&lt;br /&gt;- hindi kami umabot sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semi-finals&lt;/span&gt;. Maagang nag-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;graduate&lt;/span&gt; ang isa sa mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imports&lt;/span&gt; namin. Ewan ko... masyado yatang na-"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;" ang referee kasi nag-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dunk&lt;/span&gt; nung nag-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fastbreak&lt;/span&gt;. Yanig nga ang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; board&lt;/span&gt;!  Ayon... panay panay ang tawag ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;referee&lt;/span&gt;. At &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OA&lt;/span&gt; sa pagtawag ha? Kailangan sa gitna ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;court&lt;/span&gt; magsesenyas! Hindi naman kaya ng isang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;import&lt;/span&gt; kasi bukod sa siya ang magre-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rebound&lt;/span&gt;, siya ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magsu-shoot&lt;/span&gt;, binantayan pa ng kalaban. Galit na galit ang mga manonood sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;referee&lt;/span&gt; na iyon. Lahat ng manlalaro namin na gumagawa, kundi 3, 4 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fouls&lt;/span&gt; na. Natigil lang ang pag-tawag niya ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fouls&lt;/span&gt; nung lumamang na ang kalaban at kung kailan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;physical&lt;/span&gt; na ang laro&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pinagmumura siya ng mga manonood, nung matapos nga ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt;, may 2 syang bantay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpapasalamat&lt;br /&gt;- at nalaglag na kami. Naglaban iyong nakatalo sa amin at iyong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt; ng kaibigan ni kuya. Nagkaroon ng kaguluhan kasi isa sa mga manlalaro ng nakalaban namin ang sumuntok dun sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;import&lt;/span&gt; ng kaibigan ni kuya. Putok ang mukha. Ayon, nagpang-abot ang dalawang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;team&lt;/span&gt;. Isinugod sa hospital ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;import&lt;/span&gt;, ewan kung ilan ang tahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samu't sari man ang naging pakiramdam ko, sasabihin ko pa rin , sa pangkalahatan, na masaya at naging bahagi ako ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basketball cup&lt;/span&gt; na ito dahil bukod sa karanasan, nagkaroon kami ng mga bagong kakilala at kaibigan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-8402045706252718143?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/8402045706252718143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=8402045706252718143&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/8402045706252718143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/8402045706252718143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/09/agosto-buwan-ng-basketball.html' title='A break from work'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-8861242068975158414</id><published>2009-04-17T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:31:59.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye, My N70</title><content type='html'>Yehey! I received my new phones, Nokia 3610 and 3600, from Globe Telecom last Monday.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/SehCYlcKVbI/AAAAAAAAABA/0N7y68l84O8/s1600-h/Nokia3610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/SehCYlcKVbI/AAAAAAAAABA/0N7y68l84O8/s320/Nokia3610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325579549500134834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/SehChPAyk8I/AAAAAAAAABI/uliOB1SHHtk/s1600-h/nokia-3600-slide-00small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/SehChPAyk8I/AAAAAAAAABI/uliOB1SHHtk/s320/nokia-3600-slide-00small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325579698098574274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two lines so I got two phones, too! I took the 3610 while I gave the 3600 to Jojo.I am very excited because this will be my first time to have a flip/clamshell phone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeling ko sosyal eh HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. I gave my N70 to my Nanay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-8861242068975158414?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/8861242068975158414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=8861242068975158414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/8861242068975158414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/8861242068975158414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/04/bye-my-n70.html' title='Bye, My N70'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/SehCYlcKVbI/AAAAAAAAABA/0N7y68l84O8/s72-c/Nokia3610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-5571604626023456655</id><published>2009-03-31T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:51:10.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despereaux</title><content type='html'>Before going to bed, Jojo placed mouse traps inside and outside our bedroom hoping to catch Despereaux. &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I immediately looked for the mouse traps but Despereaux was not there. Lucky mouse!  &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... on second thought... maybe he just want to say something to me last night, like..."I mean you no harm, just let me out of the room."?  ngiiii...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kakakilabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-5571604626023456655?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/5571604626023456655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=5571604626023456655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/5571604626023456655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/5571604626023456655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/03/despereaux.html' title='Despereaux'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-1146301039729282344</id><published>2009-03-30T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:58:45.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A restless night</title><content type='html'>After I finished ironing our clothes for a week, I went to bed. I hoped for a good sleep because I'm a little tired so I slept at 10:30 PM while Jojo watched TV. I snuggled up myself with a blanket and closed my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already dreaming when I felt something crawling on my right leg then to my right arm. At first, I thought it was still a part of my dream ... but it hurts a bit. Half sleep, half awake, I immediately jumped out of the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jojo looked at me, startled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dad, may daga! May daga!&lt;/span&gt;" (Actually it was a Mouse but we don't call it Bubwit.) Yelling while throwing the blanket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jojo searched for the mouse but it was already gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tulog ka na, ako bahala.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pano nakapasok yan dito?&lt;/span&gt;" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Naiwan yatang bukas ang pinto ng kwarto natin&lt;/span&gt;", he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to watch TV while I returned to bed. Afraid to sleep, still feeling the mouse's feet against my skin... ngiii... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes became heavy and everthing went black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I felt something crawling again... on my left arm. I turned my head on my left arm and saw the mouse crawling toward my face!!! AHHHH!!!! I struggled to jump out of the bed because part of the blanket was under Jojo's body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dad, may daga na naman!&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woke up and turned on the light. He saw the mouse climbing on the window curtain, tried to smash it with a broom but the lucky mouse escaped. We searched the room but could not find it.  We went back to bed but after a few minutes, we could hear the mouse running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buhay pa nga! Ang kulit talaga ng daga na iyon.&lt;/span&gt;" Jojo whispered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood up, turned on the light, switched off the air con, opened the door, and told me to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was already 4:30 AM when my eyes became heavy and started dreaming again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-1146301039729282344?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/1146301039729282344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=1146301039729282344&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/1146301039729282344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/1146301039729282344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/03/restless-night.html' title='A restless night'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-3713607343132656884</id><published>2009-03-19T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:30:12.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Programmer's Quotes</title><content type='html'>While browsing on the net, I saw these quotes in one of the forum sites I've visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Everything in Life can be solved with an 'If/Else' statement."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Life is like one big try/catch statement, nested within a loop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-3713607343132656884?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/3713607343132656884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=3713607343132656884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/3713607343132656884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/3713607343132656884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/03/programmers-quotes.html' title='Programmer&apos;s Quotes'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-7048792452503395930</id><published>2009-03-19T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:29:13.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasalubong</title><content type='html'>Kikay Candz, thanks a lot sa pasalubong. Sa uulitin hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-7048792452503395930?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/7048792452503395930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=7048792452503395930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/7048792452503395930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/7048792452503395930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/03/pasalubong.html' title='Pasalubong'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-3871141547113514172</id><published>2009-03-16T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:41:01.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>Hi! I'm using multiply now and here is the site http://mendraz.multiply.com. I will not remove my blogger account because I plan to update this site some other time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-3871141547113514172?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/3871141547113514172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=3871141547113514172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/3871141547113514172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/3871141547113514172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2009/03/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115751852653741182</id><published>2006-09-05T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:28:10.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean City, Maryland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ocean view from our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Big waves! Wouldn't dare to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the beach though the sand isn't white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating time. Crabs! The best crabs I've ever tasted here in the US of A! Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Breakfast at The Satellite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_4892.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_4892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augs and Jun having fun. The water is sooo cold! Brrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115751852653741182?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115751852653741182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115751852653741182&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115751852653741182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115751852653741182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/09/ocean-city-maryland.html' title='Ocean City, Maryland'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115674037033905934</id><published>2006-08-27T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T21:46:10.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wasn't able to watched all &lt;a href="http://www.veryfunnyads.com/"&gt;veryfunnyads&lt;/a&gt; videos last week that's why I'm so glad when I found their site. They really amused me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115674037033905934?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115674037033905934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115674037033905934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115674037033905934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115674037033905934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/08/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115647750851398102</id><published>2006-08-24T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T14:35:48.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP or Toshiba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm planning to buy a notebook so I went to toshiba.com and looked for a customizable one. Ticked the specs that I want and updated the total price. Yaikks, it exceeded my budget! Checked out HP site and selected the same specs. It's $370 cheaper! Like the appearance, too. But I never used HP before unlike Toshiba. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115647750851398102?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115647750851398102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115647750851398102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115647750851398102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115647750851398102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/08/hp-or-toshiba.html' title='HP or Toshiba?'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115543011295280104</id><published>2006-08-12T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:48:32.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magpakaylanman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_0057z-test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_0057z-test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115543011295280104?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115543011295280104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115543011295280104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115543011295280104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115543011295280104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/08/magpakaylanman.html' title='Magpakaylanman'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115492413946203676</id><published>2006-08-06T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T07:02:13.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_4550.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_4550.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw these books from one of Border's promotional emails, I became interested. &lt;em&gt;With these titles, who will not? =)&lt;/em&gt; They are very informative. You'll really find answers to those questions that you'll only ask after drinking bottles of beer. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115492413946203676?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115492413946203676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115492413946203676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115492413946203676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115492413946203676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/08/interesting-books.html' title='Interesting Books'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115414081925533576</id><published>2006-07-28T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T20:32:38.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hindi ako mahilig manood ng mga telenovela at wowowee pero mula ng magkaroon kami ng TFC channel, natuto akong manood nyan. kasi naman, madaling araw na pinapalabas dito ang the correspondents at iba pang &lt;em&gt;documentary/informative shows &lt;/em&gt;ng abs-cbn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dati nanonood ako ng Wowowee na kahit minsan hindi ko pinanood sa pinas...napagtiyagaan ko rin ng ilang buwan, naiingayan ako. dapat bang sumisigaw para lang masabi na masaya ang isang palabas? ewan ko. natatandaan ko pa nga iyong babaeng pinakita na binigyan ng maraming dollars. napanood ko iyon. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Panday, pinanood ko lang ang ilang &lt;em&gt;episodes&lt;/em&gt; nagsawa din ako kasi lagi na lang hinahanap si eden. walang katapusang paghahanap... kung sabagay, kung hahayaan nilang makita agad ni tristan (jericho rosales) si eden (heart evangelista), matatapos na agad. wala naman gaano istorya si panday eh. ano na nga kaya nangyari dun? biglang nawala sa ere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ito namang Calla Lily, ang bata bata pa lang ang dami na suliranin. kawawa naman.. sana ma-enjoy nila ang pagiging bata.. hehehe.. tama bang pagsalitaan ang nanay nya na kerengkeng? at parang napaka-&lt;em&gt;helpless&lt;/em&gt; ng tatay, mas magaling pang mag-isip si calla o si lily ba iyon? tinigilan ko na rin kasi ang panonood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron pinapatalastas sa TFC, pelikula nina bea at john lloyd. nakalimutan ko na ang pamagat basta magkaibigang matalik sila doon. tawa ko ng tawa kasi tinanong ni bea si john lloyd ng "may mga pagkakataon bang nagnasa ka sa akin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Piling Mo. mula ng isilang, bulag na si adrian (piolo pascual). magkakababata sila ni jennifer (judy ann santos), magkasama sa iisang bahay hanggang sa magbinata't magdalaga. nagkahiwalay ng ilang taon. bakit nang muli silang magkita, hindi nabosesan ni adrian si jennifer? meron ngang isang eksena, gumagamit si jennifer ng laptop, eh naka-patay naman. kitang kita. hehehe. tapos nung palitan nila ang aktor bilang si jeremy, anak ni jennifer kay adrian, magkaibang magkaiba ng itsura at pagkabibo. marami pang pa-cute na eksena. sabi nga ni augs.. tama na pagpi-flirt! at maraming nakakatawang eksena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bituing Walang Ningning. 18 taon na nakakalipas at di pa rin makalimutan ni rosa mia (zsa zsa padilla) ang anak nyang nawala. lagi pa rin syang umiiyak at umiinom ng alak...di na naka-&lt;em&gt;move on&lt;/em&gt;. mabuti nga rin 'di na sya kumakanta ng "nasaan ka man..." at tinigilan na rin ni lavinia ang "Miss na miss kita".. akalain mo bang iyon ang pinasikat na kanta ni lavinia at may music video iyon ha? si dorina (sarah geronimo) naman, mahirap lang sila pero naka-lacoste hahaha. ok lang kasi di naman mapapansin ng mga manonood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telenovela...may mabagal ang takbo ng istorya, nakakainis minsan ang pagkagawa ng &lt;em&gt;script&lt;/em&gt; o pagkadirehe. may mga ilang eksena na sobrang gasgas na o ika nga'y gamit na gamit na at hindi na bagay sa mga gumaganap. nasa bahay lang naka-make-up pa, parang pupunta sa isang marangyang pagtitipon. ang mga mahihirap o naghihirap, halatang halata ang make-up...naisip ko tuloy, naghihirap na nga namumula pa ang labi at pisngi...ba't di kaya gawing natural ang kulay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung sabagay iyon naman ang gusto ng masa. ang inaapi o minamaliit tapos yayaman at matutuong maghihiganti o lumaban o kaya eh ang sobrang martir tapos matutong lumaban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magaling na nagagapanan ni albert ang karakter nya bilang dionisio, ai-ai bilang adora at sarah geronimo bilang dorina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naku, malapit na mag-11! nawili ako dito manonood pa ko ng Sa Piling Mo at Bituing Walang Ningning! (nakikinikinita ko na mukha ni jojo, tatawanan na naman ako nun! kung kelan daw ako napunta sa 'merika saka ko natutong manood ng mga telenovelas... hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115414081925533576?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115414081925533576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115414081925533576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115414081925533576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115414081925533576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/07/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115254660466332414</id><published>2006-07-10T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T11:16:19.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=31886647" quality="high"  wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To all my friends and family, thank you so much for the birthday treat, greetings and wishes. You really made my day a VERY SPECIAL one!!!  Muah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115254660466332414?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115254660466332414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115254660466332414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115254660466332414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115254660466332414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/07/heartfelt-thanks.html' title='Heartfelt Thanks'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-115101466926525178</id><published>2006-06-22T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:06:48.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NJ Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jun and Noel haven’t been to NY so we decided to tour them. We stayed in Weng's place in Northvale, NJ.(&lt;em&gt;ang bait ni Mare!&lt;/em&gt;) Virginia to NJ is a 5-hour 30-min drive. The plan was to leave at 5PM, Friday, to arrive at Jun's place at 6PM. Noel needed to finish something so we were able to hit the road at 6PM and arrived at Jun's place at 7PM. We didn't have our dinner yet because Rene planned to eat at turnpike. But at 9:30 PM, Augs was already hungry and asked everyone if we could eat first, everyone agreed and we took the I-66 67B exit in Maryland. We saw Mcdo but Jun said, in a demanding voice, "Wag dyan sa McDonald. Ayaw ko na dyan". So we took a left turn and tried to look for Chik-fil-a. We went to a place called The Avenue. It has outlet stores, theaters and restaurants. Since it's Friday night, there were lots of people (&lt;em&gt;should I say young, beautiful and sexy people?&lt;/em&gt;) around. My friends enjoyed the "view" so much. We were getting very hungry so we circled the area to look for a place to eat. When we saw Barbecue Galore, Noel and Auggie hurried up while shouting "Barbecue! Barbecue!" thinking that it was a barbecue restaurant that turned out to be a barbecue grill store! hahahah! We tried Chili's but the waiting time was 15 minutes. We decided to leave and continued to look for Chick-fil-a or Panera Bread. By the time we saw Panera and Chick-fil-a, it was already 10:30 PM and the stores were closed. We ended up in McDo! Hahaha! No choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After traveling for 120 plus miles, we saw the I-495 and I-295 exits. We're supposed to take 295 but Jun didn't notice that he was on the 495-exit lane and it was too late to change lane when you're driving at 70-75 mph. We ended up in Delaware but we easily managed to go back to 295. Start of another 120 plus miles. We arrived in NorthVale at around 3AM. But the "fun" didn't end there. We couldn't find Weng's house number so we turned back and stopped in front of a house that we thought of Weng's. While Rene was talking with Weng on his cellphone, a car behind us appeared out of nowhere. Jun turned on the emergency light. Then the police officer turned on the car's blinking light and stepped out. We were very afraid because we stopped in the main road, Jun decided not to go to a side street so the police officer won't think that we're trying to run away. We were also thinking of our unpaid toll. (&lt;em&gt;We were unable to pay our toll fee because nobody was in the post, not even a basket to put the fee&lt;/em&gt;.) The officer asked "What's the problem?". Jun said the truth. The officer asked "Do you have your documents with you?". Jun handed him his International Driver's license. I told him that it's not valid without the country-issued driver's license. Jun handed him his license and the officer asked for his passport and the car's registration, too. He shined his flashlight into the car's interior as if searching for something then looked into our faces. After getting the documents he returned to the police car while we waited inside. (&lt;em&gt;You are not allowed to stepped out unless told by the police officer or else.&lt;/em&gt;..) After 5-10 mins he returned Jun's documents and told us that our friend is waiting for us. Weng was already there. (&lt;em&gt;So glad to see her!&lt;/em&gt; ) She was able to speak with him and told us that we didn't commit any traffic violations. The police just thought that we needed help and just verified the documents. Nothing to worry about. Whew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. how about the unpaid toll fee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-115101466926525178?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/115101466926525178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=115101466926525178&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115101466926525178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/115101466926525178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/06/nj-adventure.html' title='NJ Adventure'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114866647191430663</id><published>2006-05-26T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:50:35.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cup of Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old University of Notre Dame lecturer.  Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups?  porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said: "If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups."    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change."    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114866647191430663?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114866647191430663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114866647191430663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114866647191430663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114866647191430663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/05/cup-of-coffee.html' title='A Cup of Coffee'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114835878328165539</id><published>2006-05-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:33:03.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was helping my sister to find a job. So after so many years of not browsing jobsdb, jobstreet, phil-job and other interactive recruitment network, I logged on yesterday. And I was very shocked at the same time disappointed with what was listed in most of the qualifications! There are some companies who preferred single, male only, age not more than this, those who do not have a child or should be a graduate of this school. It's DISCRIMINATION! Filipinos being discriminated in their own country?! How cruel! What a shame! &lt;em&gt;Bakit sila maglalagay ng ganung qualifications samantalang kung babasahin mo naman ang job description, wala naman kinalaman dun ang mga iyon. Ano na ba nangyayari sa pinas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And my sister even told me that when she was interviewed, she was told that the employer don't prefer applicants having a child. How would people who wanted a career change be given a chance if some of the employers have that kind of attitude? It's bullshit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114835878328165539?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114835878328165539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114835878328165539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114835878328165539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114835878328165539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/05/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114816422479921166</id><published>2006-05-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T11:58:18.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I watched The Da Vinci Code last night with Augs, Nick and Jan. I haven't read the book yet and I didn't read any reviews about this movie to avoid spoilers. I'm so excited to watched it because aside from being a fan of mystery/thriller movies, I know that it will be a good one after reading Angels and Daemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie and the cast are good. I enjoyed watching it. Though, I feel that I need to learn more of Silas (&lt;em&gt;who reminded me of the character from the movie Powder&lt;/em&gt;), Bishop Aringarosa, and Sir Leigh Teabing. Now, I have the reason to read the book. (&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I need to push my self to start reading a book, but once I started it,it would be hard for me to stop especially if it's a good one! hehe&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that Dan Brown's characters usually has a crippled man and a lady that was adopted and educated by the victim. A father-daughter relationship...hhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand why the MTRCB (or was it the Manila City Council?) wanted to banned this movie from showing in the Philippines. I am a Catholic but I don't see this movie as disturbing or wrong. It's FICTIONAL! I guess, it depends on how people would interpret it. Let's be open-minded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114816422479921166?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114816422479921166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114816422479921166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114816422479921166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114816422479921166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title='The Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114731608698110914</id><published>2006-05-10T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T20:18:24.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so disappointed with the result of American Idol tonight.  Chris was eliminated!! His performance last night is better than Katharine's! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114731608698110914?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114731608698110914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114731608698110914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114731608698110914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114731608698110914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/05/why.html' title='Why?!'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114723230582651700</id><published>2006-05-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:02:00.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boracay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_4106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_4106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being beach lovers, we always dreamed of going to &lt;a href="http://www.jochie.fotopic.net/c953197.html"&gt;Boracay&lt;/a&gt; but our schedule won't allow it. Not to mention the money! Hehe.. We've heard a lot of good things about this place that's why we have great expectations. I even joked to Jojo that "&lt;em&gt;Ayaw ko na yata, baka pag nakapunta ko, ma-enchant ako sa beach&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Augs asked me if we want to come with him to Bora, we didn’t hesitate to say yes. I’m so excited but at the same time, afraid that I might be disappointed because of my great expectations. I’m glad that didn’t happen. But what I feared most came true. The beach captivated me! And it also raised our standard for the beach. Ahh. It’s really a place to relax and have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Imagine this, nice uncrowded beach, crystal clear warm water, powdery white sand that doesn’t get hot, wide shore, awesome sunset, walking barefoot, lying on the sand even at 12 NN, jetskiing, watching shows at night and the best of all -- spending time with your better half!!! That's what I called perfect vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will definitely be back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114723230582651700?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114723230582651700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114723230582651700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114723230582651700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114723230582651700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/05/boracay.html' title='Boracay'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114412189722644460</id><published>2006-04-03T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T05:21:12.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/IMG_3782.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/IMG_3782.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been wanting to pet and have a picture with this dog eversince I first saw him. (I was intimidated then. :D ) That's why, I'm so happy when I got the chance when we went to DC to see the cherry blossoms. Love to hug him! He's an instant celebrity there! Almost everyone wanted to pet and took a picture of/with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way, his name is &lt;a href="http://www.jochie.fotopic.net/c912364.html"&gt;Aspen.&lt;/a&gt; He's a white german shepherd and owned by Gary and Elanie. (But Elanie said that he only listens to Gary. hehehe..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114412189722644460?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114412189722644460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114412189722644460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114412189722644460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114412189722644460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/04/aspen_114412189722644460.html' title='Aspen'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114386656406000180</id><published>2006-03-31T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T07:43:30.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagkaing Pinoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/filipinoFood.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/1600/filipinoFood.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5262/2172/320/filipinoFood.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heto na naman ako sa punto na gusto ko ng pagkaing Pinoy. Kung naririto si Jojo, maaari kong isipin na naglilihi ako.Pero dahil wala, nagtatakaw lang talaga ako. Sige na nga, pasintabi sa salita ko pero mas angkop yata ang salitang naglalaway kaysa nagtatakaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Gusto kong kumain ng:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saluyot at labong na nilahukan ng inihaw na bangus (ito ang sobrang naglalaway ako! syempre, luto ni nanay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sinaing na tilapia (kaso luto ng biyenan ko 'to, kailangan ko kaya pumunta ng Mindoro? hmm.. *isip, isip* sana ipagluto ako ni Jojo ;-D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inihaw na tilapia o tamban&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talaba (gusto ko nito iyung sariwa)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alimango&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sinigang o tinoyoan na ayungin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ginataang tulingan (sarap magluto ni Jojo nito!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tinapang tamban na may sawsawang kamatis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ginataang biya na binalot sa dahon ng gabi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paksiw na bisugo (masarap may kasamang talong at ampalaya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sinigang na ulo ng pink salmon sa miso&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tahong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kangkong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mangga, bagoong alamang at inihaw na talong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gulay, gulay at gulay pa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi bale, kaunting araw na lang ang pagtitiis ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114386656406000180?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114386656406000180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114386656406000180&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114386656406000180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114386656406000180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/03/pagkaing-pinoy.html' title='Pagkaing Pinoy'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114300444452551160</id><published>2006-03-21T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T21:32:25.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Walk the Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am not a fan of 50's music because I find it boring but after watching the movie "Walk the Line", I immediately like the song "I walk the line".&lt;br /&gt;I like both its meaning and melody. The movie is good, too. I strongly recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, on American Idol, when Chris Daughtry sang that song, oh my!! Can't help to admire his version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Walk The Line&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;I keep my eyes wide open all the time&lt;br /&gt;I keep the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very, very easy to be true&lt;br /&gt;I find myself alone when each day is through&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sure as night is dark and day is light&lt;br /&gt;I keep you on my mind both day and night&lt;br /&gt;And happiness I've known proves that it's right&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a way to keep me on your side&lt;br /&gt;You give me cause for love that I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine, I walk the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;I keep my eyes wide open all the time&lt;br /&gt;I keep the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;br /&gt;Because you're mine, I walk the line &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114300444452551160?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114300444452551160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114300444452551160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114300444452551160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114300444452551160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-walk-line.html' title='I Walk the Line'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114248050403381341</id><published>2006-03-15T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:42:25.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return and Exchange Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the Philippines, people seldom return items they bought in the store. Maybe because we Filipinos are not accustomed to it or because few stores implement the return and exchange policy. I tried it once when I bought a pair of pants for my father. I told the salesperson that I am not sure about the waist size and asked him if I can return the pants if the waist size is wrong. He said yes and showed me the store's return and exchange policy. The policy states that an item can be return provided that it is in the original package with the original receipt. Return and Exchange of item can be made within 7 days upon purchase. The salesperson added that they would just replace the item with a bigger or smaller size. So, if my father didn't like the style, there's nothing I can do about it. Lesson learned - don't buy something for someone if you are not sure about his preferred style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the US, it is very different. Return and exchange of items are widely acceptable. So if you bought something, don't throw the receipt or remove the tag yet. If you changed your mind for whatever reason, return it. Either exchange it for another item or have your money back! The store will accept the item, with or without the original receipt, as long as the tag is still attached to it. Items can be return 30 to 90 days. The customer service may ask you about the reason, but you can say any  reason or simply say, "I changed my mind". And if you tell them that you wanted to return the item because you saw from other store that the price is lower, they will give it to you at the same price. Also, you can use the item and return it afterwards, just don't remove the tag (&lt;i&gt;of course, it should be clean&lt;/i&gt;). Wow! But... returning an item that easy made me ponder. How sure are the people that the things they bought are brand new and not just second hand? And... I knew someone who had rashes just by trying a blouse on. Isn’t it scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114248050403381341?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114248050403381341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114248050403381341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114248050403381341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114248050403381341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/03/return-and-exchange-policy.html' title='Return and Exchange Policy'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114220592798500666</id><published>2006-03-12T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T21:24:11.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It did not occur to me that I would learn how to drive. I became so dependent to my husband. Whenever someone asked, “Why not learn how to drive?” I always replied, “Why would I? My husband knew how!” Even when the company told me that they’re planning to send me to the US of A, I still don’t have the urge.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why? I’m scared! &lt;i&gt;(Imagine how the bus, taxi and jeepney drivers drive in Manila!)&lt;/i&gt; But it was also the time my husband told me that I should take a driving lesson. He said that it will be for my own good and he explained the advantage of it. He also said that there is something about driving.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t explain what it is because it’s for me to discover. He even challenged me by saying&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“If other women can do it, why can’t you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Challenged by what he said and curious about that “something”, I took and finished the 10-hour lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After months of driving here in the US, I finally realized what that “something” is. It is about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SELF-CONFIDENCE : My husband was right, if other people can do it, why can’t I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DISCIPLINE: How to obey traffic rules. &lt;i&gt;Eh sino ba gusto makarinig ng “PULL OVER”?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AWARENESS:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="a"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be aware of the vehicles beside, behind and in front of you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watch out for those; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;people who suddenly cross at night on a Hi-way where the speed is 50MPH. &lt;i&gt;(Take note, at night and it’s green!)&lt;/i&gt; Remember, they have the right of way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; drivers who changed lane without signal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;drivers who’ll cut your way even if your speed is 60MPH!! &lt;i&gt;(Yes, it’s not only in the Philippines)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember your entry and exit points . Don’t neglect the North, South, East and West signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol style="MARGIN-TOP: 0in" type="1" start="4"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANGER MANAGEMENT: I remember how I reacted to my husband whenever he said bad words while driving in Manila. Now, I understand! You can’t avoid it. Some drivers are quite annoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAKING DECISIONS: Drivers decide when to changed lane, turn, step on the accelator or hit the brake without hurting anybody.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;COURAGE: I got lost many times but still I managed to find my way back with no one to ask for the direction. It’s just my map and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FREEDOM: I can go anywhere I want Anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To sum it all up, to me, that “something” is about personal development.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114220592798500666?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114220592798500666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114220592798500666&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114220592798500666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114220592798500666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/03/driving-lessons.html' title='Driving Lessons'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23712798.post-114188314339927540</id><published>2006-03-08T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:55:27.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s not slang, it’s slaeng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have an old IBM laptop in the apartment. When Jojo came here for a vacation, he used the said laptop. Because it was old, it wouldn’t function very well. He told me to borrow the Windows installer so he can reformat the computer. When I arrived at the office, I immediately went to our IT personnel and asked her if I can borrow the installer. When she asked why, I told her that my computer hangs. She said "Hangs?” so, I explained. I told her that whenever I opened an application, the computer stopped responding. Then she said, "Oh, it haengs!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23712798-114188314339927540?l=mendraz120ne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/feeds/114188314339927540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23712798&amp;postID=114188314339927540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114188314339927540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23712798/posts/default/114188314339927540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mendraz120ne.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-not-slang-its-slaeng.html' title='It’s not slang, it’s slaeng'/><author><name>raz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03768132028173867347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ss7YdcjwL_M/Sb-M5SEVypI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RO4wzTwvXBA/S220/IMG_1995.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
