<?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-29530796</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:17:40.461+08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='gold medal'/><category term='luxury'/><category term='ricky martin'/><category term='funny'/><category term='news'/><category term='antm'/><category term='Iesous'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='akihiro sato'/><category term='adele'/><category term='documentary'/><category term='jennifer hudson'/><category term='volleyball'/><category term='vpl'/><category term='olympics'/><category term='porn'/><category term='matteo martino'/><category term='channing tatum'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='geekery'/><category term='wushu'/><category term='marc jacobs'/><category term='now playing'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='internet'/><category term='jake cuenca'/><category term='signs'/><category term='work'/><category term='training'/><category term='guy ritchie'/><category term='nudity'/><category term='francois sagat'/><category term='project runway'/><category term='gay'/><category term='alberto cissola'/><category term='gestational surrogacy'/><category term='xmen'/><category term='fashion rocks'/><category term='fashion show'/><category term='josh hutcherson'/><category term='wifi'/><category term='models'/><category term='bench'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='tyra banks'/><category term='dawson'/><category term='carlos freire'/><category term='jc de vera'/><category term='drag queens'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='UP Diliman'/><category term='television'/><category term='French'/><category term='rihanna'/><category term='movie'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='soaps'/><category term='baby'/><category term='chris march'/><category term='willy wang'/><category term='robert buckley'/><category term='madonna'/><category term='men'/><category term='sick'/><category term='psp'/><category term='isis'/><category term='wolverine'/><category term='pet'/><title type='text'>JeysÖn</title><subtitle type='html'>...minding me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7325075620027603313</id><published>2009-04-16T11:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:40:31.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP Diliman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Extramurals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was at UP Diliman &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(University of the Philippines)&lt;/span&gt; a couple of days ago to register myself for their summer French1 classes. It was a long commute from my place but I think I can handle it. In fact, I can commute anywhere within the Metro as long as it doesn't take me more than two rides to get there, otherwise, I take a cab. I'm that lazy or you can also call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;road/route ignorance&lt;/span&gt;?! Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to UP alone is totally alien to me even though I've been to the Campus a few times before. I remember I was with my college friends visiting one of the yearly festivities held in the park. There were rides, games, tiangge's and a lot street food to go around with. My other memories include movie screenings and some more festivals. All of which are done at night and I always came with friends, along with their cars or sundo's. So learning now that I had to go there myself and commute rattled me a bit. I was never a QC person, hell, I'm not even a Makati person because I still get lost from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWODbG7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/K1O-gKzRfkY/s1600-h/IMG_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWODbG7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/K1O-gKzRfkY/s400/IMG_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168291513834418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMV2LUpzI/AAAAAAAAAio/8Gl7TD733SU/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMV2LUpzI/AAAAAAAAAio/8Gl7TD733SU/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168285104514866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWbXRtPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/J2LXHjskOxw/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWbXRtPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/J2LXHjskOxw/s400/IMG_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168295086765298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That day in UP I learned to appreciate the campus. It's big gardens, huge shady trees, old but magnificent buildings, aging college Professors and noisy students; whom I heard talk about classes, assignments, hanging out, where to eat, etc. Probably the one thing I miss the most in life, so I'm glad I can be one again - at least for a little while. The campus was dreamy, compared to Benilde's four cornered buildings, warping floor levels and implanted palm trees, UP's was a breath of fresh air, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMcZGaBrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/C-r0VOJf3Hg/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMcZGaBrI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/C-r0VOJf3Hg/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168397558351538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMcLzsEII/AAAAAAAAAjI/uYEX17Il_X0/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMcLzsEII/AAAAAAAAAjI/uYEX17Il_X0/s400/IMG_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168393990180994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've known beforehand that the campus was big but I never realized that it was big-BIG that you have to take a jeepney to get from point A to B or say point A to A.a! Lol. How funny when I blankly stared at a Professor from the Department of European languages after he told me where to pay my fees. Creep'd out by my gaze he awkwardly dashed to his table, handed me a photocopy of UP's map and pointed to PNB, he said that's where I needed to go. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"HuwatDaPakingSyet?"&lt;/span&gt; I sighed. How stupid of me to think that the Accounting office was just a flight of stairs away or in another corner &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(like in most Universities!)&lt;/span&gt; when in UP it was really like - a few blocks, no, a few kilometers away! Naloka ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMV5WYyRI/AAAAAAAAAig/DByKndQeoD0/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMV5WYyRI/AAAAAAAAAig/DByKndQeoD0/s400/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168285956229394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UP - Ikot route&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWSmfVtI/AAAAAAAAAi4/umbkYJnwwZc/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWSmfVtI/AAAAAAAAAi4/umbkYJnwwZc/s400/IMG_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325168292734654162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amidst the torturous heat that day I eventually got to PNB, a bit sweaty but still in one piece. Extramural fees were paid on the second floor and I guess regular tuition fees were paid on the ground level because it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El Shaddai&lt;/span&gt; packed full of people. The upstairs line was manageable but the heat in there was intense. I felt it was better to cook slowly downstairs than be baked instantly up in there. I baked for about 25mins, still a little raw on one side but I was just ecstatic I was out of there. Took out a cig (after asking the guards if it was allowed) and smoked away to the waiting shed. I even made friends with the two tambays while I waited for a jeepney ride back to the Department of European languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP Campus - Katipunan was the jeepney route I needed to take or else I'd be taken further away. I don't want to get lost that's for sure. I made my way back and presented my receipt and talked to Eva. She was in-charge of the whole Extramural classes. We talked for almost an hour, which I did on purpose because she had air-conditioning and I'm sooo desparate to cool myself off. Hahaha. No really, we had a fun conversation, the air-conditioning was a plus. =) I was back home before the night fell and God, I felt so dirty and sticky. I showered for an hour until my fingers were all pruned up. Fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This will be my first ever class in 5 years and it starts on Monday. I'm already anxious to learn. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&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/29530796-7325075620027603313?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7325075620027603313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/extramurals.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7325075620027603313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7325075620027603313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/extramurals.html' title='Extramurals'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SebMWODbG7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/K1O-gKzRfkY/s72-c/IMG_0212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3606693735925945528</id><published>2009-04-13T13:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:10:30.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soaps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Coffee Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the course of the Holy week I had re-watched the Korean TV soap, Coffee Prince. I'm not a big soap-opera person, even when Coffee Prince was being shown on GMA it was nowhere near my interest. But when my sister bought the DVD copy and persuaded me to watch, that's when I got hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/99/Coffee_Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/99/Coffee_Prince.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yoon Eun-Hye (Eun Chan) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Gong Yoo (Han Kyul)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coffee Prince takes place in &lt;a href="http://www.wutravel.com/hotels/south_korea/seoul?a_aid=47910d7b"&gt;Seoul&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wutravel.com/hotels/south_korea?a_aid=47910d7b"&gt;South Korea&lt;/a&gt;. It's a story about a girl (Eun Chan) who was mistaken as a boy. She falls in-love with a man (Han Kyul) which in turn falls in-love with her - not knowing she was actually female, he became confused and that's when things got complicated and such and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the really good acting it has lots of funny, sweet and very touching '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crayola'&lt;/span&gt; moments. But what's most interesting in the story is it's unprejudiced view to homosexuality. The story doesn't condemn homosexual tendencies but sees it as a norm. That life is evolving and that change is OK, it is acceptable. That's why this soap-opera is so likeable to me because it celebrates love without any boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the clip below for a song and for a quick preview of Coffee Prince. I really love this song from the Soundtrack - White Love Story by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As One&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJBhpj2W0R4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KJBhpj2W0R4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cute*&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/29530796-3606693735925945528?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3606693735925945528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/coffee-prince.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3606693735925945528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3606693735925945528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/coffee-prince.html' title='Coffee Prince'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-1785510594699809995</id><published>2009-04-01T14:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:23:49.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I even moved back to Manila I've been thinking how I can improve my room. When they were still renovating the place my sister had an idea for her room. She filled her wall (the one separating our rooms) with pages from fashion magazines. Her idea actually turned out pretty nice. My room on the other hand was left bare and white&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;so color is definitely my first priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMqgDXEtpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qTmUVrjpUuU/s1600-h/CIMG0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMqgDXEtpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qTmUVrjpUuU/s400/CIMG0254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319642315000952466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jazz's wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMqfzFp0nI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Klb1iu9T70o/s1600-h/CIMG0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMqfzFp0nI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Klb1iu9T70o/s400/CIMG0265.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319642310632919666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My side of the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(those aren't my butterflies btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted my wall painted and not just put stuff on it. But because I don't know how to paint I suppose wallpaper will do?? Hmmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a few ideas for my wall but it all involves paint. Here are a couple of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsFzi3tlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/U7H3MAUY680/s1600-h/Wall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsFzi3tlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/U7H3MAUY680/s400/Wall1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319644063102121554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is the easiest one to paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsGJQWJkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qpWAQ-sX6NI/s1600-h/Wall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsGJQWJkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qpWAQ-sX6NI/s400/Wall2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319644068930004546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needs a lot of effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, a combination of the two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsGHntbnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GBSO-X1bOXI/s1600-h/Wall3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMsGHntbnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/GBSO-X1bOXI/s400/Wall3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319644068491128434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmn... humfanget! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you know someone whose good at painting please send him over! =)&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/29530796-1785510594699809995?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1785510594699809995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1785510594699809995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1785510594699809995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/04/ideas.html' title='Ideas'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SdMqgDXEtpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qTmUVrjpUuU/s72-c/CIMG0254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4958663766181108508</id><published>2009-03-26T10:54:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:10:56.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geekery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luxury'/><title type='text'>Surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days ago while I was at my brother's store I found my old Nokia mobile phone in his desk drawer. It was a nostalgic feeling seeing it again because that phone gave me a lot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camwhoretastic&lt;/span&gt; memories. I quickly grabbed the charger, plugged it in and switched it on. It still works perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to much older Nokia phones this N-series model's features can be accessed without inserting a SIM. I browsed it's contents for bit just to learn that every data has been wiped out. It must've been my doing when I handed it over to Jim (which I usually do when disposing electronic stuff). So I ended up playing with it's camera features instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a lot of pictures using the different preset settings. There were not a lot to go by but I still find it useful. Here are the best ones I've captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scrykz5bV0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Gswk0Lbbjrs/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scrykz5bV0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Gswk0Lbbjrs/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317329024284579650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;land phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScrylYfgzeI/AAAAAAAAAho/XsvbksEvWSA/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScrylYfgzeI/AAAAAAAAAho/XsvbksEvWSA/s400/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317329034107997666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numeric keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scrylg6bxoI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Yv0PAflRNeU/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scrylg6bxoI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Yv0PAflRNeU/s400/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317329036368397954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was surprised that a few of the images were captured in fairly good quality and in high depth of field. Compared to images from a Digital-SLR, these are very low quality images but from an old Mobile phone's perspective, it is pretty remarkable. Well, in my opinion at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to general beliefs, it's not the size of megapixel and type of lenses that are the key components to providing good quality images, albeit beneficial. Years back I've learned that to capture a decent quality image using a camera phone the user simply needs sturdy hands and very good lighting. That's basically it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these stuff made me want to replace my digital camera. It's been with me for five long years and quite frankly it's features are now way down the dark alley in the world of digital cameras. It still works fine but as a result of a couple of Hidalgo fixes it has become shabby, it's durability totally decrepit and the image quality had turned inferior. To add more insult to injury many mobile phones has surpassed it's megapixel capacity. I'm basically carrying around a mobile phone disguised as a digital camera. Hahaha. Now that's funny! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why these mobile captured images are a big surprise to me. Not only are they better in quality but it has all these extra functions that my digital camera never had. Maybe it's time for me to upgrade. Not only will it be useful with bigger advantages but it will capture far more delectable memories with it's higher quality images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon... but first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma! Pa! Pengeng pepe!?" chos&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/29530796-4958663766181108508?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4958663766181108508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4958663766181108508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4958663766181108508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprised.html' title='Surprised'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scrykz5bV0I/AAAAAAAAAhg/Gswk0Lbbjrs/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2520303453472700892</id><published>2009-03-25T01:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:58:40.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adele'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now playing'/><title type='text'>To a friend for a friend from a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScmPVTn6knI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GeMwLU7WL_M/s1600-h/Make+You+Feel+My+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScmPVTn6knI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GeMwLU7WL_M/s400/Make+You+Feel+My+Love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316938431295296114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/player.swf" id="audioplayer1" width="290" height="24"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/player.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xeeeeee&amp;amp;leftbg=0xcc9933&amp;amp;lefticon=0xcccccc&amp;amp;rightbg=0xcc6600&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xcccccc&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xcc6600&amp;amp;slider=0xcc6600&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xcccccc&amp;amp;loop=no&amp;amp;autostart=no&amp;amp;autostart=no&amp;amp;soundFile=http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/Adele-MakeYouFeelMyLove.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the rain&lt;br /&gt;Is blowing in your face&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world&lt;br /&gt;Is on your case&lt;br /&gt;I could offer you&lt;br /&gt;A warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the evening shadows&lt;br /&gt;And the stars appear&lt;br /&gt;And there is no one there&lt;br /&gt;To dry your tears&lt;br /&gt;I could hold you&lt;br /&gt;For a million years&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you&lt;br /&gt;Haven't made&lt;br /&gt;Your mind up yet&lt;br /&gt;But I would never&lt;br /&gt;Do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've known it&lt;br /&gt;From the moment&lt;br /&gt;That we met&lt;br /&gt;No doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Where you belong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd go hungry&lt;br /&gt;I'd go black and blue&lt;br /&gt;I'd go crawling&lt;br /&gt;Down the avenue&lt;br /&gt;No, there's nothing&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The storms are raging&lt;br /&gt;On the rolling sea&lt;br /&gt;And on the highway of regret&lt;br /&gt;Though winds of change&lt;br /&gt;Are throwing wild and free&lt;br /&gt;You ain't seen nothing&lt;br /&gt;Like me yet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Make your dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;Go to the ends&lt;br /&gt;Of the Earth for you&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2520303453472700892?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2520303453472700892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-friend-for-friend-from-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2520303453472700892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2520303453472700892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-friend-for-friend-from-friend.html' title='To a friend for a friend from a friend'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScmPVTn6knI/AAAAAAAAAhY/GeMwLU7WL_M/s72-c/Make+You+Feel+My+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6171902312396155564</id><published>2009-03-24T16:10:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:41:09.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iesous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Bundle of Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On my last entry I talked about my trip being canceled because my sister-in-law, Dette, went into labor a couple of hours before we were supposed to leave. Of course everyone got excited and everything went into halt to assist her in any way we can. She mentioned that she was already bleeding so that same night she was admitted to the hospital and we all anxiously waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life have I brought someone in labor to the hospital. All I know about a woman in labor is that they scream in pain and agony, cursing or even shouting at poeple who assists her. I guess that kind of stuff only happens in movies because Dette was totally the opposite that night. She was very calm and even saying jokingly that the baby probably didn't want us leaving without seeing him first. True enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital was not very glamorous but it was very neat. Unlike many hospitals I've been to, theirs doesn't seem to have any clutter. The place was so tidy that even trash bins have their own closets. And besides the furnitures, lamps and TV sets in the waiting room not a piece of hospital paraphernalia was in sight which I think was very nice. I didn't get the feeling that I was really inside a hospital, it was very homey'ish. Although at one point the place kinda creeped me out because there were barely a handful of hospital staff where we were and the long corridors were cold and dark. I think i scared myself that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Dette's door opened and out came her Doctor (OB/GYN?). We rushed to her room and flurried her &amp;amp; Jim with just one question. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where's the baby?&lt;/span&gt; Jim simply pointed at Dette's belly. Hahaha. Yes, we were that excited we forgot she wasn't having the baby just yet she was just in labor (or is that the same thing?). Fact is, she was only at 4cm and she needs to be at least at 6 or 7cm before she is prep'd for the delivery room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened then? She was having a false labor of sorts they said. But the bleeding was a sign that she will give birth any moment that night. Or at least that's what we thought. A couple of days past and still no baby. Even though everyone was getting excited as the days past Dette on the other hand was in more and more pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of the 23rd we visited her again. Now the bright smiled face she had when we admitted her was gone and all that was left was grimace and a lot of grunting. She really was in pain that third night. Her doctor that was there then told us that only Jim, Dette's mom &amp;amp; my mom will stay and for some weird reason we were asked to leave, not the room, but the hospital (I don't know why but we did).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day we received word that Dette finally gave birth to a healthy 6.5 pound baby boy. Everyone cheered with joy. We were also very happy and thankful to learn that Dette did a great job delivering the baby whom was now resting and doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me I didn't get the chance to see them both that day because I was manning the store &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(because everyone was there)&lt;/span&gt;but I was glad to hear that they were going to be discharged the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here he is finally, my first ever nephew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iesous Carlyle David Angeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ee-ay-sus car-lile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all like to call him Ice. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit0kdzdjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eLRco6THOzQ/s1600-h/Iesous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit0kdzdjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eLRco6THOzQ/s400/Iesous.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316690478764357170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iesous a couple of hours after delivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1IYu2RI/AAAAAAAAAg0/hdwPF3qYopI/s1600-h/Iesous+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1IYu2RI/AAAAAAAAAg0/hdwPF3qYopI/s400/Iesous+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316690488406759698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iesous later that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1WsMmKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/5ocEz3aFfgA/s1600-h/Iesous+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1WsMmKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/5ocEz3aFfgA/s400/Iesous+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316690492246497442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iesous today at 3pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1jvUyDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0J-C9tAZ5Mg/s1600-h/Iesous+%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit1jvUyDI/AAAAAAAAAhM/0J-C9tAZ5Mg/s400/Iesous+%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316690495749277746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome home Iesous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6171902312396155564?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6171902312396155564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/bundle-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6171902312396155564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6171902312396155564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/bundle-of-joy.html' title='Bundle of Joy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/Scit0kdzdjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/eLRco6THOzQ/s72-c/Iesous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-172643472540938683</id><published>2009-03-20T20:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:27:35.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been quite a while since I last posted a blog entry. My last entry was posted  I think December last year and same for my &lt;a href="http://kukuripupu.livejournal.com/"&gt;Livejournal&lt;/a&gt; blog. My interest for blogging has been very erratic in the past year which eventually disappeared in the turn of 2009. I just didn't have anything to write, nothing interesting or stuff worth writing about was happening. I guess it comes with the territory. The only thing I kept up-to-date was Twitter because I just love that 140 character limit. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more brighter news, I just finished packing and boxing all my stuff. I am gleeful to say that I will be moving back to the big city in a few days. I was supposed to move back tonight but my nephew decided he wanted to be born today so our trip was cancelled. I'm a teeny weeny bit frustrated because my back really hurts after everything I've done today just to be told that I wasn't going anywhere. LOL But then again my nephew being born is the best news ever. I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more news soon...&lt;br /&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/29530796-172643472540938683?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/172643472540938683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/172643472540938683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/172643472540938683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8064012846627684750</id><published>2008-12-05T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nudity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marc jacobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Marc Jacobs on Harper's Bazaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marc Jacob's adds another one to the Louis Vuitton Lookbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00079yyr" style="height: 497px; width: 366px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second time he posed nude for the label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To celebrate this month's Stephen Sprouse book and exhibition,&lt;br /&gt;Louis Vuitton revisits the collaboration that launched a thousand waiting lists"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Harper's Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0007ascx" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is somewhat inviting. I like this look better than the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the article &lt;a href="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/magazine/feature-articles/marc-jacobs-exposed-louis-vuitton-it-bag-0109"&gt;here&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/29530796-8064012846627684750?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8064012846627684750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/12/marc-jacobs-on-harper-bazaar_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8064012846627684750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8064012846627684750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/12/marc-jacobs-on-harper-bazaar_05.html' title='Marc Jacobs on Harper&amp;#39;s Bazaar'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8115747744560459677</id><published>2008-11-14T19:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josh hutcherson'/><title type='text'>Remember him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you remember this cute little kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SR1knxA8T0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/-vUd7ah-43k/s400/Josh%20Hutcherson-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His name is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Josh Hutcherson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first film that i saw him was in &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/zathura/"&gt;Zathura&lt;/a&gt;, where he played a young boy named Walter. I remember swearing that this kid will grow up really good-looking and of course I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 16 years old, Josh Hutcherson has lost his boyish appeal and has stepped up to being a young man. A very good looking young man. I'm pretty sure he has the face and talent to catch up with many of the leading teen celebs right now. Better watch out Efron and Jonas'es, someone might take away your crowns. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Click to see him all grown up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SR1koG1sJNI/AAAAAAAAAa4/FFo0P0piTuM/s400/josh-hutcherson%20teen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potential heartbreaker noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8115747744560459677?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8115747744560459677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-him_14.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8115747744560459677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8115747744560459677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/11/remember-him_14.html' title='Remember him?'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/SR1knxA8T0I/AAAAAAAAAaw/-vUd7ah-43k/s72-c/Josh%20Hutcherson-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5677824387010482056</id><published>2008-10-18T13:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dawson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guy ritchie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madonna'/><title type='text'>Down the split</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry I haven't posted much stuff lately. Been busy with my work papers and I've given it top priority over many things. So whats been happening in the world lately? Bad news as I've heard. One biggie is the financial crisis that has the US economy totally crippled. It's really sad news and most especially that thousands of workers will be laid-off by affected companies to survive the crisis&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; Shit has really hit the fan this time &lt;i&gt;(along with my plans of working in the States)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the glittery side but still sad sad news, Madonna and Guy Ritchie is calling it quits after almost eight years of marriage. This isn't really new to me because a few months earlier it has been reported that the two are splitting. All of which started because Madonna is rumored to be seeing another man, Yankee star &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alex_Rodriguez"&gt;Alex Rodriguez&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;aka &lt;/i&gt;A-Rod. Although Madonna &amp;amp; Guy Ritchie have denied the rumor at that time I think I have already acknowledged that it will eventually happen and it did. Divorce in Hollywood is basically cliche. Too bad for Madonna coz her future ex-husband is hot! I've always fancied that bloke and he totally reminds me of &lt;a href="http://acmpreview.corbinfisher.com/ACMDeansListDetails.aspx?%7EZGk9MSZpcD0xMCZpc209MSZpc3M9MSZpdm09MSZpdnM9MSZpeG09MSZpeHM9MSZtYj1OL04mbWltPTEmbWlzPTEmbXNtPSZtc3M9JnB4PTEmc2NtPSZzY3M9JnN0bT0wJnN0cz0wJnRkPU1vbmRheSwgU2VwdGVtYmVyIDE1LCAyMDA4IzE6MTE6MzMgQU0mdHBtPVAmdHBzPVAmdWltPTEmdWlzPTEmdmltPTAwMS5qcGcmdmlzPTAwMS5qcGcmd3M9bQ=="&gt;Dawson&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SPmJmLlkxaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/O7TmO6YbRjo/s576/CanBeTwins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See my point? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wonder who gets more money during after the Ciccone Ritchie Divorce?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5677824387010482056?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5677824387010482056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-split_18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5677824387010482056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5677824387010482056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/down-split_18.html' title='Down the split'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SPmJmLlkxaI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/O7TmO6YbRjo/s72-c/CanBeTwins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7593836574463391493</id><published>2008-10-03T09:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francois sagat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Frenchness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is fact that, if not all, everyone has seen an adult video or shall we say porn. Porn has many faces, straight, gay and lesbian. And from these three genre comes more categories. I'm not going to elaborate on them since there's just too many, way too many. People are real pervs &amp;amp; I'm one of them Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider me guilty when I say I don't know shit about the &lt;i&gt;actors &lt;/i&gt;in these&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;films. The only thing I care about mostly are THOSE details, you know.. their facial expressions, the sounds they make, tool size and all that other stuff we like to see. I sometimes try guessing who's going to pitch and catch (except for the obvious ones) and I sometimes get it right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this post I'm breaking the rules &lt;i&gt;(maybe just mine)&lt;/i&gt; and start getting more information about them. Reality is, behind the enchantment of pornography, they are real people with huge... paychecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce Fashionista, Model and Award winning Gay Pornstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWHvaElEPI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1V9epOOqWjI/s400/Sagat1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;François Sagat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;François Sagat, a 29 y/o French-Arabic who as a teenager dreamed of making it big in the fashion industry. At the tender age of 18 he moved to Paris and became a fashion stylist for high-end fashion magazines. Styling for the press and choosing clothes for photography shoots were one of his main responsibilities. Unfortunately the stressful environment and financial woes forced him out of the industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWhvYMlUuI/AAAAAAAAAXw/aK6NG1sr-zc/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWim7cTkII/AAAAAAAAAX4/A29UB2kdS1c/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He then found himself working in a sex shop, as a barteder, a stripper and also did some nude modelling. It wasn't until he was spotted by Citébeur in a gay chatroom &lt;i&gt;(doing naughty stuff on cam - like someone I know &lt;/i&gt;:P&lt;i&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;and offered him a job. He first started doing photography stills and three weeks later he starred as &lt;i&gt;Azzedine&lt;/i&gt; for an appearance in the film &lt;a href="http://www.bronx.nl/catalog/relax-man-wesh-cousin-citebeur-gay-dvd-p-3169.html"&gt;Wesh Cousin 5 - Relax Man&lt;/a&gt;. Four DVDs were later released in 2005-2006 and it was a big hit in France.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was soon recognized by Porn enthusiasts and has become a favorite. Not only because he had the body and talent&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for porn but for his unique look and charisma as well. He is very well known for his tattoos, he has four total. A letter "f" in his left forearm which stands for his name François. The Greek letters ΣΑΓΑΤ (pronounced Sayat) on his right forearm which means Sagat. A sickle moon and star on his upper back that signifies his love for Arabic men and lastly, the most significant of all is his head tattoo which he is most known for. He had it done to have the illusion of a hairy scalp and rav'ed it up to have a more modern, hip-hop, look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWdCY6L0uI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yta6QpZFzlA/s400/tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWtA6L9S-I/AAAAAAAAAZY/kUiqArImkNY/s576/CIMG1640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today he is one of the biggest names in the Gay Porn industry. Earning numerous nominations from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/GayVN_Awards" title="GayVN Awards"&gt;GayVN&lt;/a&gt; (the Oscar's of Gay porn) and awards like Best Newcomer, Best Sex Comedy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(whats that?)&lt;/span&gt; and won Performer of the Year in 2007. He has recently signed  exclusive contracts with Raging Stallions, Taurus &amp;amp; Titan and has been dividing his time between Paris and San Francisco juggling between shoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He owns a blog and going thru it, there wasn't anything to read but his pictures are fantastic and it alone will entertain you. Many of which looks like personal shots from his home or a Studio. Many shots have him all dressed up, in a theatrical way and some look professionally done. He seems fun and interesting behind the camera. There are nude shots but they are just a bonus. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWovFPkThI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7-3xh-MzJg4/s400/Sagagat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from Francois Sagat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Est-ce que tu aimes les grosses bites?"&lt;/i&gt;  (Do you like big cocks?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oui! Oui! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See more of him &lt;i&gt;camwhoring&lt;/i&gt; in his Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;WARNING: not safe for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fsagat.blogspot.com/"&gt;click click click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/29530796-7593836574463391493?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7593836574463391493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/frenchness_03.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7593836574463391493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7593836574463391493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/10/frenchness_03.html' title='Frenchness'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SOWHvaElEPI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1V9epOOqWjI/s72-c/Sagat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4812857469629363599</id><published>2008-09-16T10:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennifer hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='now playing'/><title type='text'>Now Playing</title><content type='html'>Former American Idol finalist Jennifer Hudson has released her first single "Spotlight" from her self-titled album &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jennifer_Hudson_%28album%29"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is set for released on September 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM8nUFVdhrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-iGQ55yXQLc/s400/Spotlight%20Jennifer%20Hudson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click Click Click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/player.swf" id="audioplayer1" width="290" height="24"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/player.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xeeeeee&amp;amp;leftbg=0xcc9933&amp;amp;lefticon=0xcccccc&amp;amp;rightbg=0xcc6600&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xcccccc&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xcc6600&amp;amp;slider=0xcc6600&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xcccccc&amp;amp;loop=no&amp;amp;autostart=no&amp;amp;autostart=no&amp;amp;soundFile=http://jaysonaangeles.googlepages.com/JenniferHudson-Spotlight.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="menu" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4812857469629363599?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4812857469629363599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-playing_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4812857469629363599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4812857469629363599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-playing_16.html' title='Now Playing'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM8nUFVdhrI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-iGQ55yXQLc/s72-c/Spotlight%20Jennifer%20Hudson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-291030613622456816</id><published>2008-09-15T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='channing tatum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vpl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='models'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>What is a VPL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever heard of the term VPL? When I first heard about it I didn't really have a clue to what it meant or what it stands for. So what is a VPL? Here's what &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/"&gt;Urban Dictionary&lt;/a&gt; has to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8640713059147903398&amp;amp;postID=783387958533749199" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 141px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3VIlWgepI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3WqDBrebR8c/s576/VPL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago I was able to read a blog entry from a woman who claims to be a former newspaper writing coach. She claims that twitter, text messaging, emoticons and what have you's are poisoning the English language. That the use of abbreviated words &lt;i&gt;(e.g. BTW, by the way or BRB, be right back)&lt;/i&gt; to suffice our needs to communicate is getting out of hand since such words even end up in formal writing. I have to admit this is very true. But honestly if people want to write &lt;i&gt;BGD,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;EMA&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;or Deets&lt;/i&gt; to their CV's then let them, people should be responsible enough. Just wish them good luck Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just find it amusing how people come up with these clever acronyms and abbreviations? I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can you guess this VPL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3SA7PcL0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/wy15TjCKzyo/s1600/VPN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3SA7PcL0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/wy15TjCKzyo/s320/VPN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click click click&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8640713059147903398&amp;amp;postID=783387958533749199" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 519px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3SAyrmF2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/IqjPrUxMWSI/s576/VPN1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's Channing Tatum&lt;br /&gt;in Hawaii with fiance Jenna Dewan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8640713059147903398" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3SBBYXwKI/AAAAAAAAAVs/-OygdQGdPhE/s576/VPN2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;photocredit&lt;/b&gt;: justjared&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some may not agree but I'm liking the plump built. He looks mighty fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-291030613622456816?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/291030613622456816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-vpl_15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/291030613622456816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/291030613622456816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-vpl_15.html' title='What is a VPL?'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/DextersFagg0t0ry/SM3VIlWgepI/AAAAAAAAAV0/3WqDBrebR8c/s72-c/VPL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3112502965861272505</id><published>2008-09-13T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:27:33.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rihanna'/><title type='text'>♫♪  Come on, Vogue  ♫♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/6237/voguezl9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;photocredit: &lt;a href="http://www.worldofrihanna.com/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=85&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;WorldofRihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, September 09, the biggest names in Fashion and Celebrities a like gathered together to celebrated the 5th year of Fashion Rocks at the Radio City Music Hall in New York City. The event which started 5 years ago &lt;i&gt;duh&lt;/i&gt; honors the extraordinary relationship between fashion and music by showcasing the best in the worlds of fashion. music and lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event hosted by Dennis Learie highlights fashion &amp;amp; music’s most glamorous artists including performances from Beyonce, BEP &lt;i&gt;(Black Eyes Peas)&lt;/i&gt;, Chris Brown, Kid Rock, Duffy, Fergie, Justin Timberlake, L'il Wayne, Keith Urban, Mariah Carey, Rihanna, Chris Cornell, One Republic, Pussycat Dolls and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No official video has been released but YouTube has many clips in the circulation. One highlight of the show that has caused quite a ruckuss was Rihanna's opening performance with her rendition of Madonna's uber famous Vogue. It was truly a stellar performance and I bow to Rihanna for working it. Madonna must be very flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click on the video to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYBSbTM8_Aw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYBSbTM8_Aw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3112502965861272505?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3112502965861272505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/come-on-vogue_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3112502965861272505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3112502965861272505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/come-on-vogue_13.html' title='♫♪  Come on, Vogue  ♫♪'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-948453155239619278</id><published>2008-09-10T08:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carlos freire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='models'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Found him</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday I've been raving about that guy in the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LA-nwbg0SOQ"&gt;C2 TVC&lt;/a&gt; called "Goodness". It was goodness alright because that male model is hot, sizzling plate hot. I tried googling it to find out who he is but I just ended up with a YouTube post of the commercial. But with much perseverance and dedication... choz! I finally found out who he is. And where? of course, how can I miss it, in YouTube as well. This other video clip is longer and has 2 TVC's with it, Goodness and Chrono. Plus it has a few behind the scenes clips. I love it, I love him! :) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e2JMRQ20uYA"&gt;Click here to see the video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without furthur a do, I present Carlos Freire. I like to call him Mighty Meaty or M&amp;amp;M for short hahaha. Parang candy lang diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img389.imageshack.us/img389/7210/pic05rb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Carlinhos Freire in 1985 in his native Brazilian soil. Standing 6-feet tall with brown hair and dark brown eyes, Carlos is considered one of Brazil's freshest new modeling faces. His career began early in his teens but was truly recognized when he joined &lt;i&gt;40 Graus Models&lt;/i&gt; in 2006, a modeling agency who launched Carlos's career as a Top-male model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img373.imageshack.us/img373/8972/25191002dz9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been featured in countless magazines including Vanity Fair, Out, DNA, Quem, Drops and Style: Men magazine. He has also posed for top Brazilian photographers Fernando Torquatto and Michael Roberts. After spending a year modeling in Asia, Carlos has moved to the US and soon after arriving in Los Angeles he shot a new campaign for the underwear company &lt;a href="http://www.internationaljock.com/"&gt;International Jock&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've compiled a few pictures of him, click the link below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/7113/carlosrr5.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/7113/carlosrr5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/5418/carlos2bl5.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/5418/carlos2bl5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/591/carlos3ap8.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/591/carlos3ap8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8183/carlos5hk8.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8183/carlos5hk8.jpg" style="height: 231px; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/3501/carlos6li4.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/3501/carlos6li4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/1963/carlos7bg4.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/1963/carlos7bg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8300/carlos8pd0.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/8300/carlos8pd0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2324/carlos9bp2.jpg" src="http://img155.imageshack.us/img155/2324/carlos9bp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to have him for breakfast, lunch, dinner and the snacks in between!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures of him here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://madeinbrazil.typepad.com/madeinbrazil/carlos_freire/index.html" href="http://madeinbrazil.typepad.com/madeinbrazil/carlos_freire/index.html"&gt;click click click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/29530796-948453155239619278?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/948453155239619278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/found-him_10.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/948453155239619278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/948453155239619278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/found-him_10.html' title='Found him'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5814966121492567353</id><published>2008-09-09T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:25:47.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyra banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Beam her to the moon</title><content type='html'>Last week premiered Cycle 11's first episode of America's Next Top Model. Being a fan I was really excited to have watched it and of course I wanted to be able to see &lt;a href="http://www.dextersfaggotory.com/2008/08/meet-isis.html"&gt;Isis&lt;/a&gt;, the first and only Trans gender contestant. It was a 2-hour special to be able to screen and select the 14 finalists out of the 20+ girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/6871/snapshot20080909102604fk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isis rockin it during the shoot &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set wasn't very impressing, it was called Top Model Institute of Technology. Compared to Cycle 10's Top Model Preparatory, this current set was so cheezy. They gave the set a very futuristic look with almost everything painted white, radar thingy, a server looking equipment and what have you. It would've worked though, if we were still in the 80's and &lt;i&gt;Gem and the Holograms&lt;/i&gt; was still my favorite cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/134/snapshot20080909095720kn6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tyra Banks acting robotic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As the show progressed I developed a few likings among the 14 finalists. One of them is Lauren Bri, a 20 y/o girl from Virginia. The first thing I noticed about her is her eyes. Her eyes were fiece and stricking just like Jessica Stam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/347/snapshot20080909103126jj7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lauren (left)  Jessica Stam (right)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nice eyes no?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also like Marjorie , a 19 y/o French girl who grew up in San Francisco. So far she is my favorite among the group. She is very akward and her do is very Laura Hollins. I love love her. She reminds of Shandi Sullivan from Cycle 2 but more fashion forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/5373/snapshot20080909102911fn0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like her sense of style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So far the show is really good and I think things will get very interesting soon. I hope the Isis talk within the girls stops. Discrimination sucks! I hope all goes well for her, it'll be a stiff competition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5814966121492567353?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5814966121492567353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/beam-her-to-moon_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5814966121492567353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5814966121492567353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/beam-her-to-moon_09.html' title='Beam her to the moon'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7554638374020514393</id><published>2008-09-04T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert buckley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Rekindling an old crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exactly 2 years ago a show titled "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0787407/"&gt;Fashion House&lt;/a&gt;" was shown on television. At first glance I thought it was a crappy show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was&lt;/span&gt;. A whole lot of bad acting and an ambitious plot. In addition, Ugly Betty was going to air their pilot episode in 2 weeks, so maybe this show was a cheap copycat trying to overshadow Ugly Betty even before it airs. I didn't even bother downloading episodes of the show until it aired on Star World in early 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/48/Fashion_House_Logo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/48/Fashion_House_Logo.png" width="200" border="0" height="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The show really did sucked and Star World was airing it to kill air time in preparation for another show. It was shown at 9pm'ish on weekdays and lasted for about a month and a half. During that time there were all this buzz with the success of Ugly Betty and I was intrigued enough to watch another fashion themed show, so, I decided to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My first reactions on the show was not about the story but was on how good looking the cast were. The women were gorgeous and the men were playgirl hot. I mean in the real world a face like theirs wouldn't even fit a secretarial position, they were just too pretty. Thus making the story feel too superficial and unrealistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One character stood out from the rest though. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Buckley"&gt;Robert Buckley&lt;/a&gt;, he played the role of Michael Bauer, a playboy photographer who is best friends with Luke Gianni &lt;i&gt;(Taylor Kinney)&lt;/i&gt;, the son of a Fashion Empire CEO played by Bo Derek. Robert Buckley was just so enticing to watch and since his character fooled around so much he almost always had no shirt on. It was just &lt;strike&gt;salivating&lt;/strike&gt; fun watching him, I was kinda glued to the television and soon enough I was religiously watching the show to see him hahaha. I was like that until the end of it's season, it's only season...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/8553/00018zw9ra1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/4366/buckley2eo9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then the show Lipstick Jungle aired. He was back and this time as Kirby Atwood. I don't really watch the show but I do know that he still likes to take his shirt off. The show has had mixed reviews from critics although he has grown quite popular among the girl and gay audiences. He seems to be more popular than the 3 ladies leading the show. Sucks for them! I might consider watching the show though, but not at the moment. Maybe when a DVD copy is released, maybe, maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I found a really cool site from Levis featuring Robert Buckley. It has a video where you can see him almost naked with two other men. Hmmn... how I wish i was a cookie container! hehehe See the video to know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://levi.com/robert/"&gt;http://levi.com/robert/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7554638374020514393?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7554638374020514393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/rekindling-old-crush_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7554638374020514393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7554638374020514393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/rekindling-old-crush_04.html' title='Rekindling an old crush'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-1644025929743403177</id><published>2008-09-02T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='akihiro sato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='models'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'>Akihiro Sato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Born &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Akihiro “Aki” Sato&lt;/span&gt;, a 21 year old half-Japanese, half-Brazilian model. Packaging a lean physique in his 6'1" height, a 31-inch waist, and a face that can make straight men wanna be gay. Oh how hot things get whenever I see him, let alone seeing him without a shirt on. His looks captures you and for some reason you can't stop looking back (at his pictures! syet). I love those eyes, the way he stares is hypnotic and it translates with his photographs. It has a mystery to it and that's what I think is his best feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241297916599367234" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/989/akihirovj6.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photocredit: &lt;a href="http://male.thedailymodel.com/akihiro-sato/"&gt;thedailymodel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently he's here in the Philippines, signed up for modelling gigs for Penshoppe &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;correct me if I'm wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also has a TVC for Closeup, to name a few. His latest addition to the gays and gals hand and lotion collection is him being featured in the latest edition of Cosmomen 2008. Oh how I wish I was in that tub with him. I've recently joined a gay blogging community "&lt;a href="http://pinoygayblogs.com/"&gt;PinoyGayBlogs.com&lt;/a&gt;" and from the hundreds of members I can see that he has made quite a commotion. Sprouting posts after posts of pictures and articles about him, including me, in my 10 years too late of a post. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241303014458899794" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/3296/satooy7.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cosmomen 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photocredit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://manilagayguy.com/" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manilagayguy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for men like him, it's guys like him that makes the gays gayer. What is a world without happy people right? Happiness is gay and I &amp;lt;3 it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-1644025929743403177?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1644025929743403177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/akihiro-sato_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1644025929743403177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1644025929743403177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/09/akihiro-sato_02.html' title='Akihiro Sato'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-366330427396778953</id><published>2008-08-31T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jc de vera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake cuenca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bench'/><title type='text'>Blackout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I've been looking for photo stills from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bench Blackout Denim &amp;amp; Underwear Show&lt;/span&gt; that was launched last July 25th this year. From what everyone was talking about, the show was a complete success and was in fact the best one they've had. Bench is a popular clothing company in the Philippines and is generally found in any malls all over the country. It is owned by a Chinese businessman Ben Chan, hence the name &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben-ch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bench isn't really restricted to underwear lines, actually they a line for every clothing apparel. T-shirts, tank tops, pants, shorts, shoes, socks, perfumes, hair products and even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt; can be bought from their outlets. The company is so diverse &amp;amp; versatile that they even have a salon called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their underwear shows began 3-4 years ago, most probably to build up the company brand to it's consumers. Of course the best choice would be to do an underwear show, like what most producers say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEX sells&lt;/span&gt;, so why not? It is the Filipino version of T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he Victoria Secret Fashion show&lt;/span&gt;, with the exception that the Bench underwear  show includes male models &amp;amp; local celebrities. Which brings me back to why I started this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any other gay guy I wanted to see some pictures of the show. Generally, I only wanted to see pictures of male models but I sometimes look at the women too ,  generally to make fun of them though. hehehe The Blackout show included guys that i find really good loooking &amp;amp; hot. Like Deither Ocampo, Luke Jickain, Jake Cuenca, Enchong Dee and JC de Vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 446px; height: 228px;" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/2057/johnsamdietheruy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240684681902381762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;John Avila, Sam Milby &amp;amp; Deither Ocampo's&lt;br /&gt;Bench Blackout promotional ads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 450px; height: 229px;" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/419/jcrd3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240692265240932754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JC De vera's ad &amp;amp; shots during the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;photocredits: chuvaness &lt;span&gt;(Left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;PEP (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking at the pictures from the show I think it's not bad at all, actually I'm really impressed. I personally liked Deither Ocampo's Blackout ad, he can carry that platinum do nicely. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I most especially like him when he acted as a merman in the Telenovela 'Marina' he's one delicious fish! haha &lt;/span&gt;Browsing through some pictures posted by people who went to see the show, I noticed one particular picture. And it made me feel a wee bit flabbergasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/830/iguesskd6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240693702150629186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which hottie own this bum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/1369/guessnz4.jpg" onblur_fckprotectedatt="%20onblur%3D%22try%20%7Bparent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully()%3B%7D%20catch(e)%20%7B%7D%22"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240694248008716050" alt="" src="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/1369/guessnz4.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img392.imageshack.us/img392/1369/guessnz4.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Jake Cuenca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a really bad shot of him or the lighting is just off?&lt;br /&gt;But whatever I still think he's gorgeous. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-366330427396778953?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/366330427396778953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/blackout_31.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/366330427396778953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/366330427396778953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/blackout_31.html' title='Blackout'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4119113607730603452</id><published>2008-08-25T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wushu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willy wang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold medal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>1st RP gold not counted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today at Solar sports our Philippine representative for the Wushu tournament, Willy Wang, was awarded the gold medal. Winning over combined events of men’s nanquan and nangun putting &lt;em&gt;Peng Weichua&lt;/em&gt; of Taiwan and &lt;em&gt;Pui Fook Chien&lt;/em&gt; of Malaysia to taking the silver and bronze medal respectively. Three more Pinoy athletes won, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Marian Mariano, Mary Jane Estima, and Benjie Rivera, all taking home bronze medals after they defeated their opening-phase opponents last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img187.imageshack.us/img187/2318/willywangnn4.jpg" alt="" width="180" height="268" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wang during the 2005 Southeast Asian games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is good news but unfortunately Wushu is only a demonstration sport and not considered part of the 28 official Beijing games. Haggard! So our medal standing will remain at a triple zero. Too bad right? but who cares medal or no medal, we will still be proud. Go Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see the closing ceremonies tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4119113607730603452?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4119113607730603452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-rp-gold-not-counted_186.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4119113607730603452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4119113607730603452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-rp-gold-not-counted_186.html' title='1st RP gold not counted'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4835637538668727209</id><published>2008-08-24T08:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alberto cissola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matteo martino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olympics'/><title type='text'>Olympic Men's Volleyball team: Italy</title><content type='html'>Been watching Men's Volleyball semi-finals match between Italy &amp;amp; Poland. Italy being world #3 and Poland world #6 it will be a long match. I never thought I'd see an old crush, Alberto Cisolla. :) So I watched the whole game, loved it. Italy won, Yay, &amp;amp; I got to indulge my eyes on gorgeous men too. haha I forgot where I first saw him but I know it was way back in 2004. I also drooled over his teammate, Matteo Martino, he is one gorgeous Italiano! I wonder what they would look like kissing? hihi Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/435/cisollaza4.jpg" alt="" width="423" height="275" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alberto Cisolla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/8201/martinonk1.jpg" alt="" width="419" height="410" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matteo Martino&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Go Italia!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4835637538668727209?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4835637538668727209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-men-volleyball-team-italy_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4835637538668727209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4835637538668727209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympic-men-volleyball-team-italy_24.html' title='Olympic Men&amp;#39;s Volleyball team: Italy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2139835855421029307</id><published>2008-08-22T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ricky martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gestational surrogacy'/><title type='text'>Ricky Martin is a daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-68" src="http://dextersfaggotory.wordpress.com/files/2008/08/ricky.jpg" alt="" width="220" height="341" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy Martin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ricky Martin the Latino sensation who has swept all gay boys &amp;amp; girls off their feet is now a father to twin boys. Reports say they were born a few weeks ago. Unlike Clay Aiken who used Artificial Insemination, the Latin star opted for gestational surrogacy. That means unlike the traditional way &lt;em&gt;(via artificial insemination the surrogate uses her eggs and another man's sperm) &lt;/em&gt;a fertilized egg from another woman is transferred to his surrogate's uterus. Then that means that we may never know who the biological mother if Ricky's twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports also say that the twins are now in Ricky's care and will be taking a year off to give his sons the most needed attention they need. Isn't that sweet? I hope baby pictures comes out soon, i'm sure they are as adorable as their daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2139835855421029307?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2139835855421029307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/ricky-martin-is-daddy_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2139835855421029307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2139835855421029307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/ricky-martin-is-daddy_22.html' title='Ricky Martin is a daddy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4614594875985118122</id><published>2008-08-20T07:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='signs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Say What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;At around 2:30pm yesterday i went for a walk, as I did I passed by a local school there. There were not many kids because obviously they were still in class. Although there were some people near the waiting area, I suppose they are the &lt;em&gt;sundo&lt;/em&gt; for the kids. The school is kinda huge, it's compound covers an entire block with streets sprouting out in every corner. As I approached the end proximity of the school and was about to cross the street, I looked left. I saw a bunch of students with their teacher painting the outside walls of the school. If I guessed correctly maybe they were HS Freshmen or maybe Sophomores.&lt;/p&gt;The girls wore navy blue skirts with white blouses and the boys wore khaki colored pants in white polo. Their teacher, well, she looked like a teacher. Pencil cut skirt, a buttoned up white blouse and a blazer matching her grayish blue skirt. They were holding paint brushes and painting signs on the wall. I didn't clearly read what they were making at that time so I dumped interest and went on to walk. Last night I saw the sign again, it was finished so i read it. And then I read it again, and again. Until finally my thoughts said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/8876/huwatrg3.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="279" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the sign was in Tagalog and was grammatically incorrect"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I felt like laughing but I saw the SK logo, &lt;em&gt;Sanguniang Kabataan&lt;/em&gt;, why were these kids doing what the goverment should be doing? Oh well, maybe it was a school project or something for the school. Poor kids, spending time in the heat of the day making this sign and is just left with an annoying message. Kudos for the kids effort and a smack in the head for their dumbass teacher. On that note, I started to laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4614594875985118122?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4614594875985118122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/say-what_6967.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4614594875985118122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4614594875985118122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/say-what_6967.html' title='Say What?'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3518719218910413985</id><published>2008-08-17T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drag queens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project runway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris march'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Good queen fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you watched Project Runway Season 4 then you must know Chris March. He is a very funny and amusing designer. On season 4 i actually thought he was the winner of Fan Favorite but the crown went to Christian Siriano. Chris is a self-taught costume designer and guess what? he's back on Season 5 as part of a task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 358px;" src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/8808/snapshot20080816224001ys4.jpg" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Season 5 contestants will be designing for Drag queens! Thats right, more fabulousness after the Isis news. This episode will definitely be fun to watch. I love drag queens, they're so fabulous. Am a Jackie Beat fan myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 478px; height: 367px;" src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/9110/snapshot20080816223945bd9.jpg" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 6; Good Queen Fun will air August 20th '08. I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3518719218910413985?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3518719218910413985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-queen-fun_3457.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3518719218910413985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3518719218910413985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-queen-fun_3457.html' title='Good queen fun'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-9211654388001280095</id><published>2008-08-14T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tyra banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>meet Isis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/9345/antm11al3.jpg" alt="" width="250" border="5" height="353" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's the one in a green top imitating Tyra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/9537/isishh2.jpg" alt="" width="250" border="5" height="318" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here she is, Isis, Top Model finalist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Tyra Banks changing the world? for the first time in Top Model history they have a boy finalist. Opps I meant transgender finalist. Isn't she fab? I love this new concept. Cycle 11 of ANTM will surely be more interesting. I'll watch out for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-9211654388001280095?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9211654388001280095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-isis_5441.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9211654388001280095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9211654388001280095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-isis_5441.html' title='meet Isis'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6192656907853132255</id><published>2008-08-13T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:31:22.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Forgetting Sarah Marshall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/4296/forgettingsarahmarshalltg3.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I havent watched chick flick movies in a long time but this movie sure hit the spot. I don't know if this movie even graced high boxoffice ratings, although I hope it did, but it sure was one hell of a chick flick film. I definitely will say that i liked it, overall it's a very nice movie. I enjoyed how the story was planned out and really laugh at many scenes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I only have one comment though, the lead actor has a lot of frontal nudity. I think he had 5 or 6. I watched the unrated version but compared to other flicks that is a lot. Not that i'm complaining, i love nudy scenes, but maybe a teaser is enough, just like Dante's shower scene on SATC the movie, but too much of it and the scenes eventually becomes ghastly imo. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are your thoughts about this movie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6192656907853132255?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6192656907853132255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/forgetting-sarah-marshall_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6192656907853132255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6192656907853132255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/08/forgetting-sarah-marshall_13.html' title='Forgetting Sarah Marshall'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3693140452624033117</id><published>2008-07-30T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wolverine'/><title type='text'>X-men Origins: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entryText"&gt;             &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0006e2r6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Found this trailer of the movie &lt;a&gt;X-men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/a&gt;. This is a leaked copy hence the awkward angle of the video but still very watchable. I loved the part when Gambit was introduced, you can hear how much the crowd roared. I love that his character has finally come to life on the big screen. He is played by &lt;a&gt;Taylor Kitsch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are apparently 3 upcoming X-men movies according to &lt;a&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;X-men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/i&gt; would be first, then &lt;i&gt;X-men Origins: Magneto&lt;/i&gt; and the last entry is called &lt;i&gt;X-men: First Class&lt;/i&gt; whereas the story has yet to be announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exciting! I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;YouTube rejected the video upload so you can watch it via &lt;a href="http://jeys0n.multiply.com/video/item/28/X-men_Origins_Wolverine_leaked_trailer"&gt;Multiply&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3693140452624033117?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3693140452624033117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/x-men-origins-wolverine_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3693140452624033117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3693140452624033117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/x-men-origins-wolverine_30.html' title='X-men Origins: Wolverine'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-261094257185375551</id><published>2008-07-27T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elsewhere please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amidst my what it seems like a never ending wait for an overseas job had ended. Relieved? yes. Was I happy with it? not entirely. The agency was very accomodating and very helpful with everything I was to understand with much needed requirements about working overseas. With all my powers, evil &amp;amp; &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; evil, I completed it, all that they needed then was an employer. That could be a problem, I told myself, even with an agency on my side employers are very scarce. I don't know if Filipinos aren't in anyone's lists of possible employees anymore, maybe unless i was a nurse, or if I had talents for hard labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the agency called and was happy to inform of a possible employer. If I'd agree to set-up for an interview then it might just land me the job. It was the best news I've heard this month. They told me it's an Afghan company and I'd be doing field work surveying locations and doing R&amp;amp;D. A zillion megawatt of shock paralyzed me after i almost swallowed my tongue &amp;amp; in a matter if milliseconds a series questions crossed my mind. They want to send me to Afghanistan? Osama bin Laden Afghanistan? I will be doing field work? What if I get killed ? I will be a part of their R&amp;amp;D team? Research and Development of what? Shrapnel proof shirts and Bomb proof pants? What is this agency thinking are they kiddin' me? Maybe they called the wrong person? Afghan Aghan Afghan maybe it's American?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm sorry but what? Afghan? Middle East, post-war Afganistan? or is it an American Company named Afghan?"&lt;/i&gt; was all that blurted out of my mouth. The nice lady did give an immediate reponse after my almost shaky reply to her inquiry. &lt;i&gt;"Yes Mr. Angeles, The Islamic Republic of Afganistan, in the Middle-East"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is Ms. Gonzales there?"&lt;/i&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afghanistan? anuvah, I'm afraid! So Ms. Gonzales promised to call nextime instead, had my name taken off their Middle-East listings or any other country with killing-sprees and war that is. Had her put me on PRIORITY coz I made her feel my disappointment. Ha! And so it starts again... The promise of another call. Pati sa trabaho wait nalang ng wait. Maybe I should change my name to Wait? or Expect? or Anticipate? kakaAzar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-261094257185375551?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/261094257185375551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/elsewhere-please_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/261094257185375551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/261094257185375551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/elsewhere-please_27.html' title='Elsewhere please'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5265026477690451594</id><published>2008-07-16T16:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wifi'/><title type='text'>Wifi Extenders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's only been a couple of months when I first installed a wireless router in my brother's shop, which is only meters away from our house. The router I bought from Virra Mall was reasonably priced, half the price of well known brands like Prolink &amp;amp; D-link. Plus what I really liked about it was it's antenna was a wee bit bigger. It was exactly what i was looking for since I wanted the signal to be accessible at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes it did give me wireless connection at home but only in certain spots in the receiving area and the garage. Not bad at all but i what I really hoped was for it to reach my room. Definitely I would be more comfortable there of course but I've got no signal since it's in the far most corner of the house away from the router's scope. Too bad I thought, but I've found a way to boost that signal. Apparently this is old news but not to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found &lt;i&gt;how to&lt;/i&gt; sites to which they have step-by-step guides to boost your wireless router's signal. They called it Wireless Extenders and all you'll need are four simple things found at home; tin foil, glue, tape and cardboard paper. So i thought, okay might as well give this a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First get the cardboard paper, cut it &amp;amp; make a 6x5 inch pattern. Do the same with the tin foil. Now grab your glue, &lt;i&gt;pwede din cguro kanin haha&lt;/i&gt;, and glue the foil on one side of the cardboard. Now try to let that dry in a concave, parabola or half moon shape with the foil side facing inward. What I did was I taped two corners of the cardboard, to hold it's shape so when it dries it'll stay that way. Once it dries take another piece of tape, roll it to make it double sided and tape it to your routers antenna and then tape your cardboard on the opposite side. Making sure that the opening of your cardboard is facing where you want the signal to be directed to. That's all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00068b1h" border="5" width="245" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my little project looks like &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;our baby is a 50-60% signal strength inside my den. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept is to direct your wireless signal to a certain location. Since antennas scatters it's signal in a 360 degree direction what this will do is focus your signal onto a single point or location and that point is where you want to boost the signal. (e.g 50 meters away across the street pass the garage up to the 2nd floor crossing the receiving area, pass the dining room opposite the master bedroom and directly beside Jazz's room and finally into &lt;i&gt;*breathes* &lt;/i&gt;my room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other versions of homemade things like this one. One was with the use of a canister of Pringles with some kind of wires poking out of it , a soda can cut in half and other versions of the foil cardboard way to which I think is the easiest. Besides these homemade extenders there are devices on the market available too, it's called a Wifi repeater. It copies your wireless signal and boosts that signal so it can reach your devices. Pretty cool stuff but i like the free stuff better, and i'm sure everyone would too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5265026477690451594?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5265026477690451594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/wifi-extenders_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5265026477690451594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5265026477690451594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/wifi-extenders_16.html' title='Wifi Extenders'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-1503830290578901153</id><published>2008-07-12T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v2.0 is out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00064pwg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the official 2nd version of the iPhone firmware is available for download/update via iTunes 7.7. The previous beta5 version of v2.0 stirred up the iPhone hacker community and now this official release from Apple is causing a major commotion. Of course they want to hack it first. Remember that kid who first hacked the original 1st generation iPhone to work on all networks, whom have sold his hackery and &lt;i&gt;(correct me if im wrong) &lt;/i&gt;i think made 70k. So now of course this newest release is screaming another breakthrough from iPhone junkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous version 1.1.4 had been hacked a few weeks after it was released. They called it &lt;i&gt;Jailbreak&lt;/i&gt; to which many of us refer to as &lt;i&gt;unlocking&lt;/i&gt;. Windows compatible programs like iLiberty, Ziphone, IBrickr, Pwnage aka iPhone Dev Team had been successful enough to write programs that will jailbreak and unlock these 1st gen iPhones. So far no one has yet to released any final software to unlock 1st Gen &amp;amp; 2nd Gen (3g) iPhones on V2.0. Only a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQDyZno1sXQ"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; from Pwnage has been circulating regarding the unlocked v2.0. To which IMO is no help at all since they've not released any software for any for testers. Soon maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those guys who wishes to upgrade from 1.1.4 to 2.0 i advise you to wait for final releases of such &lt;i&gt;jailbreak &lt;/i&gt;apps. Although upgrading to v2.0 via itunes will be successful, your iphone will revert to default, hence bringing back an OTB status. In short hindi na siya aandar sa Globe, Smart etc... exclusive siya ulit sa AT&amp;amp;T (if yours is from the states).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your happy with 1.1.4 then stick with it for the meantime. Give it 2 more weeks... maybe even less&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/29530796-1503830290578901153?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1503830290578901153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/v20-is-out_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1503830290578901153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1503830290578901153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/v20-is-out_12.html' title='v2.0 is out!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6100162430432957091</id><published>2008-07-09T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Inkheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG! I can't believe they made a movie based on Cornelia Funke's book "&lt;a href="http://www.variety.com/profiles/Film/main/170291/Inkheart.html?dataSet=1"&gt;Inkheart&lt;/a&gt;". I remember reading her book 2 years ago and it was really good that I tried finding the sequel "Inkspell" but unfortunately no one has yet to translate it to English during that time. Cornelia Funke is German thus she writes in Deutsch. hahaha onga naman. Brendan Fraser stars as Silvertongue,   Eliza Bennet as his daughter Meggie and Helen Mirren as the sungit book lady Elinor! weeee Im excited about this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cs.princeton.edu/%7Eaahobor/Lucy-Day/Images/Covers-50/Inkheart.jpg" alt="" align="middle" border="5" height="191" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click here for the &lt;a href="http://www.inkheartmovie.com/"&gt;Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they could also make a movie adaptation of Thomas Greanias's &lt;i&gt;Raising Atlantis&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; Elizabeth Kostova's uber lovely book &lt;i&gt;The Historian. &lt;/i&gt;Wish wish wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Has anyone got an English copy of Inkspell???  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6100162430432957091?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6100162430432957091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/inkheart_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6100162430432957091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6100162430432957091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/inkheart_09.html' title='Inkheart'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3320547455840580071</id><published>2008-07-02T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Farm fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend as the whole of manila celebrated gay pride I was on my way to my loley's house in Pampanga. I actually made plans for pride but family comes first (actually wala naman ako choice). We left Bataan early Saturday morning so that my mom can help my aunts prepare and cook, while we wait for the Parade (Pagoda). My loley's house is built near a riverbank and we have full view of the Pagoda. In fairnes. A few of my cuz's wrapped a bunch of tinapay and suman in plastic to throw at the paraders. Sabi nila it's a custom that they really try to give them food so they have something to eat while on the parade. Why can't they bring their own diba? wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the parade Jim, Dette &amp;amp; I decided to visit my lolo's farm. We needed something to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005rbxh" alt="" border="5" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my kuya's hat. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00060z12/s640x480" alt="" border="5" height="400" width="300" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00061khk/s640x480" alt="" border="5" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't get much produce since it was the rainy season and they don't plant as much. But we did get mangoes, a whole lot of it. Napuno pa namin yung sako na yan. Ang sarap mamitas pero hindi masarap magbuhat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005s2x9" alt="" border="5" height="400" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005w734/s640x480" alt="" border="5" height="400" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small talong at saging saba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005tdqr" alt="" border="5" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was fun picking 'em mangoes. One of my cuz went up the tree, shook a branch and mangoes fell to the ground. One shake dropped like 5 or 8 mangoes. It was cool, i was amazed, like a child in a candy store seeing an M&amp;amp;M dispenser for the first time. At that moment I somehow wanted my own mango tree. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005xcbf" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After we got back the parade had already started. I was working against the light so these pics aren't too good. I'll post the rest on my Multiply page. It was raining a bit that time and the atmosphere was cool and breezy. Perfect for drinking and a bit of picnic'ing. Since we were in my loley's house we didn't ran out of food and booze to drink. ;) Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005zaze" alt="" border="5" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course videoke machines are always present in gatherings. Lalo na sa &lt;i&gt;Binscha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must admit that at the time i was disappointed and really ranting about how i won't be able to attend White Party. But at the end of the day i knew that it was as fun spending time at my Loley's too. I may have missed the shows, the divas and the dancing but there's always next year and my Loleys may not... if you get my drift. *knocks on wood*. To friends who wished I was with them last weekend thank you guys, mahal ko talaga kau, you still invited me kahit nasa bundok ako. hugs hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005yssb" alt="" border="5" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;belated&lt;/strike&gt; Happy Pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3320547455840580071?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3320547455840580071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/farm-fresh_02.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3320547455840580071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3320547455840580071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/07/farm-fresh_02.html' title='Farm fresh'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2357482353054158481</id><published>2008-06-21T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's D day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0005b4rf" alt="" border="5" height="435" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dyesebel cut, loves it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is D day for Dette and my brother Jim. All the suffering will soon be over. hahaha My mom was actually filled with joy and kept saying "Sa Wakas!" Considering my brother is the only straight one out of three I understand her bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2357482353054158481?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2357482353054158481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-d-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2357482353054158481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2357482353054158481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-d-day.html' title='It&amp;#39;s D day'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4034319002269626558</id><published>2008-06-13T10:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:54.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with your videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always been gaga with gadgets, computers, games and all kinds of techie stuff out there but one thing that i'm most fascinated about are pictures &amp;amp; videos. I have a Digital Camera and a DVD Camera that I bring with me anywhere I go. Since I love to write about all things that i find amazing and interesting I should be ready to capture the moment when it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago my brother had their fitting, since he's going to get married this month. Of course I got it recorded on Cam to preserve the moment. I captured 20-45 minutes worth of videos and it was really nice, I felt like I was a director. hahaha. I will add that clip to the slideshow im making for their wedding. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my wedding gift) hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's fiance asked me if she could have a copy. It was easy enough to burn a dvd copy but the problem was she wanted it saved on her mobile phone. Unfortunately, her mobile phone only reads MP4 and 3GP files. That was a problem since I never have tried putting large size videos on a 40MB sized memory on the mobile phone. But thats was until I found a really good &lt;a href="http://www.reganam.com/3gp-converter.htm"&gt;3GP Converter&lt;/a&gt; that easily convert videos to any file type that is virtually playable with any iPod, Mobile, PDAs, etc. or in any Computer for that matter. I also noticed that converted file is smaller in file size but the quality is equally as good as the original. Now thats impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program is called &lt;a href="http://www.reganam.com/3gp-converter.htm"&gt;3GP Converter 2008&lt;/a&gt; and in all my years of video capturing this  &lt;a href="http://www.reganam.com/3gp-converter.htm"&gt;3GP Video Converter&lt;/a&gt; is now my top choice. This is really exciting because not only my videos are not playable to any device i put them in but it saves me a huge amount of disk space as well. I haven't finished converting my videos yet but so far it's already free'd up 20GIG of space. Hahaha I love this piece of program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/sponsoredImages/sponsoredpost.gif" alt="Blog Advertising" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/29530796-4034319002269626558?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4034319002269626558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-to-do-with-your-videos_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4034319002269626558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4034319002269626558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-to-do-with-your-videos_13.html' title='What to do with your videos'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2289090061714851867</id><published>2008-06-11T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of new friends</title><content type='html'>142 days, thats how long i've been home here in Bataan. It doesn't sound like a long time but when I do the month conversion... it's almost 6 months, so, thats half a year! That is a long time. Honestly, when I first got here the one thing I hated most was i didn't have any friends, especially gay friends.The only ones around were a few cousins and close friends of our family. I live here but how ironic that i've spent most of my life living away from home. As a kid I grew up here but my adolescence was really spent in Pampanga where I finished Elmentary up to my 2nd year in HS. Then my last HS years were spent here, After that i was off to Benilde for College. That was 1998, i was 16, and now 10 years after Im back with no idea where my former HS friends are. I heard that many got married, some went abroad and the others i don't really know.  Im like a total stranger here, which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike in Manila I had no problem asking anyone to hang-out and do stuff. Although living in the province is very light and stress-free, the only down side imo is the dead social-night life. There are bars to go to but I don't feel like i belong. I have a feeling that If I went I'd have to dig-up my closet and pretend I was straight. I never want to do that, ever. So im usually home or at the store, Occasionally we get visits from our cousins and we drink, it's fun but it's still not the same. I realized now that I terribly miss Malate, Makati and even Cubao for that matter. Anywhere but here rantings. And most of all I miss my friends, The CSB Peeps, Prov Peeps, VXI Peeps etc... Lonlinez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many guys I know has a g4m account, it's a great way to meet friends &lt;strike&gt;&amp;amp; horny men&lt;/strike&gt;. Anyway, I thought i'd try searching for local guys here, maybe if i'm lucky I can meet guys who share the same interests as I and make good friends with them. Search results were good, I noticed I wasn't alone at all but the fugly part is 80% or more of these guys are the (PROFILE READ:) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am Mabaet, Kind and Nice People"&lt;/span&gt;  type, grammar lessons much? and 10% are the stereotype badings who cross-dress and works in a Salon. The rest is ok, these are the decent ones, the discreet type (and some closeted I might add). I've chatted with a few guys and whats shocking is these guys whom I find interesting are not from here. They live here but they didn't LIVED here, somewhat similar to my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First guy, here on long-leave from working in Makati. 2nd, fresh from working in Cebu and lastly a former Teacher in HK. All of which are a couple of years my junior. &lt;i&gt;....no sex &amp;amp; the city resemblance intended.... &lt;/i&gt;They are nice people with different persona's and hopefully we can all be good friends. I've only met with one guy, the HK balikbayan and he is really nice and likes the idea of forming a group. Hopefully next time we can invite more guys, including the other two. I find it funny that we got together not because we are desperate for friends but because we share the same situation at home. I am crossing my fingers and i hope it turns out good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2289090061714851867?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2289090061714851867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-search-of-new-friends_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2289090061714851867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2289090061714851867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-search-of-new-friends_11.html' title='In search of new friends'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2405378032528494821</id><published>2008-06-05T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='documentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Queen Raquela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been browsing around articles and what'nots when I came across an article about a movie tittled "&lt;u&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.queenraquelathemovie.com/"&gt;The Amazing Truth about Queen Raquela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;". I read the critics review and apparently this movie is making a scene. It's about a Pinoy Tranny who left the Philippines to find a better life in Europe. After reading the tagline "A Cinderella Story" I'm pretty sure we all know she'll live happily ever after for ever and ever until the end of time chenez. But don't get me wrong, I find it very interesting and im very fond of films like this. It's dramatic and it is real, documentary'ish ba? That concept alone is IMO worth-seeing whatever the conclusion maybe. I wonder if it will be shown locally? I suggest you watch the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004z0bx" border="5" height="284" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they won Best Feature at the Berlin Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raquel Rios = International Star?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sosyalidad!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.poppoli.com/trailer_raquela.html"&gt;Trailer1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;         &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://www.poppoli.com/qrtrailer2.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trailer2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2405378032528494821?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2405378032528494821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/queen-raquela_05.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2405378032528494821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2405378032528494821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/queen-raquela_05.html' title='Queen Raquela'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-666388208429736451</id><published>2008-06-04T09:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psp'/><title type='text'>Zack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Has anyone played FFVII: Crisis Core? I played this game earlier this year and I must admit I never thought i'd ever play Final Fantasy. Compared to earlier versions for PSX &amp;amp; PS2 this version is much more simplier, it's more RPG like and none of 'em small cartoon'ish characters during gameplay. My brother played every Final Fantasy games that is out on PS and he's been my Final Fantasy story teller. I have no idea what the story and who these characters were. Now I know and they're Fabulous! In fairness, i really love this game and im writing about it now coz I'm playing it again. More Zack moments for me. hihihi. He is the hottest CGI character I've seen so far. Even hotter than Kratos. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 260px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004xadb" _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004xadb" alt="" border="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got any reviews for FF VII: Crisis Core?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-666388208429736451?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/666388208429736451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/zack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/666388208429736451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/666388208429736451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/06/zack.html' title='Zack'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8919581927449310974</id><published>2008-05-30T10:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food &amp; Gas</title><content type='html'>It's been a pretty long week and I am busy as i have ever been. Been home now for almost half a year and it's only till now that things are turning around. Ever since I came here I have been looking for a temporary job to keep me busy, besides I'm desperate for productivity. I am actually surprised that there are many good companies here and they are good jobs that pay s well. My only frustration is that these companies are in Subic (45 min drive)  &amp;amp; BEPZ (Bataan Export Processing Zone) which is in Mariveles, Bataan, a 2 1/2 hour drive from our house. It's like going from Manila to Batangas without the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the current circumstances I just decided to just settle for companies nearest to our house. Paper Mills, Shipping &amp;amp; Brokerage Companies, Fast Food chains etc. Here in the province, things get easily processed if you have a "backer", someone in the company you know and can recommend you. Sad but true. So far, I have only applied with two companies, the De Guzman Group of Companies for Jollibee (a hop away) &amp;amp; Bataan Petrochem (Petron Refinery which is quite far, 45 mins away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an MT exam with Jollibee about three weeks ago in Pampanga and I have to say they have tough questions, tougher than what call centers have. I really hated the synonyms part... they have words I can't even pronounce. Last week Jollibee gave me a call and wanted to set a panel interview that was set May 24th, in Jollibee Edsa Cinema. It was far for me but I still went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was good during the interview until they told me that I might be assigned there. What?! No wonder they asked me to go all the way to EDSA. I told them I would prefer to be in Bataan and I was very clear with that during my initial interview &amp;amp; application form. One store manager was surprised, re-read my application &amp;amp; apologized. She told me that there could have been a mix-up of names and she'll resubmit mine for re-assignment. WTF?! I was there for nothing, complete waste of money &amp;amp; time. &lt;i&gt;Well not entirely coz I did watched Iron man at Megamall, nice movie btw&lt;/i&gt;. Jollibee Balanga called a few days after and im set for another interview soon. But I already kinda lost faith with the company, but I still might give it a shot when they call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Petron called 2 days ago and wanted a screening yesterday. Whew after a CV submission last Feb they finally called me up. Its fact that job openings for Petron's Refinery is RARE, the company is so good to it's employees that they never want to leave. They have been known to offer early retirements for employees with more than 30 years of employment. Tenured much?!  I was lucky enough to be called in, and during my interview they told me it's for immediate hiring. Weee. And whats better is I don't have to take the exam in Petron Building Makati, so I took it right then and there. It's was fairly easy except for the math part... "I just can't do cube roots &amp;amp; square roots on paper" dang I really had a &lt;i&gt;scratched my head&lt;/i&gt; moment. Kamote talaga but overall I am confident i'll land the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home my dad told me if I get hired, i'd better re-fresh my driving lessons... HINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwuahaha take that Jaz, you may have the iPhone but Im gonna have the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guam plans are on hold, an 80k placement fee isn't good right now since my family is spending a lot on the wedding... &lt;i&gt;and my ride. hihihi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVIL EVIL laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8919581927449310974?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8919581927449310974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-gas_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8919581927449310974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8919581927449310974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-gas_30.html' title='Food &amp;amp; Gas'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2779965063135955124</id><published>2008-05-25T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies'/><title type='text'>Dog allergies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just got home from the store &amp;amp; I was greeted by Shoei, one of the dachshund puppies we have. To my surprise she was bloated, her feet are swollen and her cheeks are huge. &lt;b&gt;She is sooo cute&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha. I wonder what she ate, maybe an insect or something. They say she got that from her Mom, Decaf. My brothers fiance, Badette, said we just have to let her be and the swelling will go down on its own. Thank God coz I don't know where to find her Vet specially on a Sunday. gush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen a swollen dog, reminded me of Will Smith in Hitch when he got swollen after eating shrimp or some kind of fish. Here's a picture of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004qrcb" align="left" border="5" height="234" width="170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she cute? hahaha My brother said she looks like a different dog now. A bulldog maybe? LOL That cracked me up bigtime!&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/29530796-2779965063135955124?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2779965063135955124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/dog-allergies_25.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2779965063135955124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2779965063135955124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/dog-allergies_25.html' title='Dog allergies'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4578662271148062936</id><published>2008-05-24T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>KFC</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day for me. I spent the whole day taking charge of the store and a day in the store is always fun. We open at 8:00am til 7:00pm Monday - Saturday but during Sunday we close a wee bit early, 5:00pm. Most stores are closed during Sunday but not ours, we can't let any opportunity past. hihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a sale today, everyone got really tired but at the end of the day we have a total sale of Php 14,000. It isn't as much but close to what we usually get on a daily basis. Our employees really work hard to reach their 'daily quota' because once they do they receive a percentage of that amount. A little strategy we have applied to keep them on their toes and rid away slacking-off during work hours. and it does pay off since they will really work hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing how tired everyone was I decided to treat them out tomorrow at KFC. Just to show them how proud i am. A little something in return for all their hard work. Tomorrow I will take charge of the store again and I hope we have another good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4578662271148062936?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4578662271148062936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/kfc_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4578662271148062936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4578662271148062936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/kfc_24.html' title='KFC'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3194774545356508388</id><published>2008-05-23T10:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity awaits with PayPerPost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few days ago I was a mere blogger who simply gathers his daily thoughts and posts it online to share with the world, until today. I have been introduced to &lt;a href="https://payperpost.com/"&gt;PayPerPost&lt;/a&gt; (PPP) by my cousin &lt;a href="http://kadyo.com/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; who just arrive from Saudi Arabia. PPP offers us bloggers the opportunity to do what we all love and get rewarded for it. It may sound too good to be true but it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really love about their concept is you can write about anything. Virtually every subject there is that we are so interested in. They cover topics like fashion, travel destinations, technology, home improvement and more. I personally am passionate and quite obsessed with the latest advancement in technology, most especially with the latest gizmo's and gadgets we have today. Writing about it had always been fun, so not only will I have the chance to blog about what i find most interesting but I will also earn from it. Thus doing the things I love will be more lovable. PPP has a really good &lt;a href="http://payperpost.com/bloggers/ethics.html"&gt;blog ethics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the big question is what will i do with my earnings? I only have one thing in mind... Save it and then Invest it. All of it for my future. It's always good to be sure where i will be 10 or 20 years from now right? hehe. If only I had known about PayPerPost before I started my Blog but it always never too late eh? =) I'm not going to beat around the bush but PPP offers a pretty awesome reward especially for us who loves to blog. It's one way of saying that PPP helps us become more dedicated to the things we are passionate about. And by helping us, we help also them and I think that is really something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to &lt;a href="http://payperpost.com/"&gt;PayPerPost&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/4qufqj" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.payperpost.com/?utm_source=opportunity&amp;amp;utm_medium=disclosure%2Bbadge"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 20px;" src="http://tinyurl.com/2b9cuq" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://tinyurl.com/2b5ojn"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3194774545356508388?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3194774545356508388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/opportunity-awaits-with-payperpost_23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3194774545356508388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3194774545356508388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/opportunity-awaits-with-payperpost_23.html' title='Opportunity awaits with PayPerPost'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-189885719932011257</id><published>2008-05-22T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying Something New</title><content type='html'>Compared to a lot of blog'aholics out there my blogs are fairly new, babies in fact. I may have had started June of 2006 but in fairness i really have fallen in love with blogging. Writing about my life, day to day experiences is actually fun. I remember when i was first introduced to blogging, i thought "who'd want to post personal stuff online? for everyone to read!" I really was not in to that idea at that time. So that week i decide to give it a try, of course trying never hurts. From then on i was hooked, my first year i think i blogged about everything and mostly on a daily basis. I wrote about every little stuff thats been going around. Music, movies, the latest gadgets and i even learn how to use HTML and CSS coding. hahaha That's how hooked i was. Today, after 3 years, I still hooked but have learned that not everything needs to be blogged since many readers can tend to pull away if my posts are not interesting enough for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im trying something new. I blog and then get paid? isn't that something? of course i would only blog about topics that i am interested in or else i'd be writing non-sense. I hope this goes well, how fun is it to do what you like and get paid for it right? it's going to be a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-189885719932011257?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/189885719932011257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/trying-something-new_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/189885719932011257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/189885719932011257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/trying-something-new_22.html' title='Trying Something New'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7709604088466420043</id><published>2008-05-22T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CJ7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004kk8s" border="5" height="136" width="328" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004px8k" border="5" height="136" width="328" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7709604088466420043?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7709604088466420043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/cj7_22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7709604088466420043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7709604088466420043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/cj7_22.html' title='CJ7'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-225286362572198383</id><published>2008-05-16T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Reach</title><content type='html'>How ironic that everyday i sit infront of a computer equipped with highspeed internet &amp;amp; yet im still out of touch. Im blaming web restrictions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been up to these past few weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been training or if i may say im overloading info. Im scared that i might learn too much i might push out memories to make space. Haha Dementia party?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago my Casio digicam broke. Its lenses wont budge thus a 'lens error' message appears.. I think it gave up, too much camwhoring. I wanna have it fixed, does anyone know a Casio service center? besides Compex because apparently they now stopped servicing Casio products. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-225286362572198383?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/225286362572198383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-of-reach_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/225286362572198383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/225286362572198383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/out-of-reach_16.html' title='Out of Reach'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6862889002609990827</id><published>2008-05-14T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been stuck between two complicated personalities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Yes? Not yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemates who recently broke-up is driving me totally nuts. Though they are now "friends" there's still that akwardness lingering around at home. And guess who's stuck in between?&lt;br /&gt;Clue: Patrick Star's bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they now started "dating" other people/s/s/s... And the negative atmosphere in this house is escalating day by day. One of them now prefers to sleep downstairs while the other stays with me. They sometimes talk in the morning, well basically small talk but when one leaves for work. The "sinigang war" starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my friends and as much as possible i try to be fair &amp;amp; unbiased. Since this war is on its 3rd week (i think). How much more can i take this? Im patient &amp;amp; apparently too nice but im not freaking spongebob sweethearts. Stop it please i've had ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pigain mo ako &amp;amp; you'll have sinigang sa miso*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to move-out, rid myself from all this. It's the fastest way out, my ticket out of this stupid war. But what does that make me? We all work in the same company, let alone in the same account. Leaving them like this is harsh. Without Spongebob around this war will eventually become anatomic... Kaboom! Goodbye! Teggyakiudon! I'm stuck and i want out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;&gt; On a lighter note; The Columns, their swimming pool looks lovely =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00033dxs/"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Columns Pool.jpg" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00033dxs/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6862889002609990827?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6862889002609990827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/enough_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6862889002609990827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6862889002609990827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/enough_14.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2071522952582932022</id><published>2008-05-13T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today the wind blew differently...</title><content type='html'>Something is wrong... Im getting stressed. I feel im being sucked back to  reality. It's that feeling you get when you ask yourself "Where will I be in 10  years?" and you have totally no idea how to answer it. Even if you do you'd be  all anxious about it. I'm totally wacked by this and now im blogging it ?@*+  Theraphy much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2071522952582932022?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2071522952582932022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-wind-blew-differently_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2071522952582932022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2071522952582932022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-wind-blew-differently_13.html' title='Today the wind blew differently...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2161632190346034008</id><published>2008-05-12T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Its was a tiring day, been running around makati to do stuff, almost nosebled to death** &amp;amp; did some work related issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 10pm last night i was already asleep, now i just woke up and now im fully awake + as a bonus i woke up with the sniffles :-I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff* *sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2161632190346034008?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2161632190346034008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2161632190346034008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2161632190346034008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday_12.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3044622696791675147</id><published>2008-05-06T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO? WHO...</title><content type='html'>Laura Hollins aka &lt;i&gt;Agyness Deyns&lt;/i&gt; collaborated with Five 'O clock Heroes  for their new single 'Who'. This transition of hers is it new? i've never heard  of any Supermodel becoming a singer ever... In Fairness she sounds nice, good in  fact. Oh well, listen for yourself and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=""&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxI2kXKb1yY&amp;amp;hl=en" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxI2kXKb1yY&amp;amp;hl=en" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay? or Nay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3044622696791675147?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3044622696791675147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3044622696791675147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3044622696791675147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-who.html' title='WHO? WHO...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2829679136734255884</id><published>2008-05-05T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long day... training was more fun today. Although &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; I feel I don't wanna we affiliated with a certain someone there. Sometimes lang. I won't mention any names but i'd say he loves the word "for example"... *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... friend... stop it already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be more discreet and stop clowning all the time. It was funny at first but dear eventually NO ONE will take you seriously. You are making a fool of yourself. &lt;strong&gt;Wala&lt;/strong&gt; akong friend na palengkera!!!!! period period period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anyways.... Lets be more fun para hindi nalang ako puro sinigang! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was Bed night for Moi, BryRox, Nico &amp;amp; Ryan. As always we had a party! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00030w15/s320x240" border="4" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAYSON! Stomach in not out! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002ysha/s320x240" border="5" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nico &amp;amp; Rox @ HapChang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last Sunday Dayle, Chuck &amp;amp; Moi went Ukay shopping in Bambang! (o&lt;em&gt;f course i took a dose of Sinutab before i left the house and brought with me some alcohol...just to be sure) &lt;/em&gt;There were sooo many fabulous clothes, It was sunday and that means BAGSAKAN ng new stocks =) Got myself some nice shirts, pants and a fabulous bag for my mom. Ferragamo! Yes its original... we made sure it is coz it was hell pricey!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002x6bf/s320x240" border="5" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRESH UKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday while I was reprinting pictures over at Waltermart, a guy came in to print pics from his Mobile phone... It was a really cute phone... Parang Lighter lang na mataba! I likely likey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002zkst/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002zkst/s320x240" border="4" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung X830 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Finally I just finished downloading Mutya Buena's &lt;em&gt;Real Girl &lt;/em&gt;album =) Gotta go listen to her now.... =)&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2829679136734255884?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2829679136734255884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/sour_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2829679136734255884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2829679136734255884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/05/sour_05.html' title='Sour!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5208835082628639786</id><published>2008-04-29T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connecting back to the world</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I last blogged from home. Living far from what I'm used to is somewhat challenging especially that I am a cyber geek. I missed my computer, my mp3's, the movies i downloaded and haven't yet watched, Sex and the City, Grey's Anatomy, Naruto, Alice Academy and Heroes (E19 was out last Monday). Im sooo not updated anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since moving out is quite expensive and of course i lost all dorm priviledges I had to save and produce more money... My 10 peso coin piggybank was my final option... arghh! I almost cried opening it up and seeing my glittering babies made kurot kurot my heartalu. It took me a year to fill that marlboro piggybank and now its gone gone gone... but now im rich rich rich! Echos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very tiring week I welcomed this weekend with open arms. Finally a time to rest, lay down and put my feet up. Friday night after shift we decided to do Club Government. Coming off shift mid-afternoon without sleep and go out party that night sure hell wasn't very appetizing. We all had fun just except when I passed out on the way home! hahaha Maybe i was too tired and drunk that my brain shut itself off and forced my body to dead weight mode. =) The perks of which is that Chuck n Dayle took care of me... they dragged me home. They even changed my clothes when i was out... they didn't know i wasn't wearing any underwear that night! Ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peekaboo..... Waaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5208835082628639786?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5208835082628639786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/connecting-back-to-world_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5208835082628639786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5208835082628639786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/connecting-back-to-world_29.html' title='Connecting back to the world'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-292444397997239404</id><published>2008-04-27T06:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Sleep</title><content type='html'>I'm now on my 3rd week staying with Chuck n Dayle. Finding employment&lt;br /&gt;was hard but ive been lucky so far. Im also hoping that my two new&lt;br /&gt;housemates finds whats best for them too and soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an exhausting hunt but pleasant enough that i didnt have to&lt;br /&gt;do it alone. Tho i was lucky to find one 1st, its my duty to support&lt;br /&gt;them whenever i can or when i get off training. For now its the most i&lt;br /&gt;can do to help them out &amp;amp; show them my gratitude for taking me in.&lt;br /&gt;They say im a blessing but really its me who is blessed. *waves then&lt;br /&gt;exits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(its been an exhausting day, dont mind my beauty queen'ish way of writing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back i decided im moving out of the dorm. Now its finally&lt;br /&gt;going to happen. Chuck n Dayle's home is nearest, just a 5min jeepney&lt;br /&gt;ride and im there. Its the best option so far because clients took&lt;br /&gt;away the liberty of tardiness during training. Mainly why my body&lt;br /&gt;clock has been a complete mess. Getting up at 4am is very challenging&lt;br /&gt;especially for the likes of me who's nocturnal by nature. Ive been&lt;br /&gt;sleeping for 3 hours at most since Thursday and i have 35 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss air-conditioning &amp;amp; high speed DSL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-292444397997239404?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/292444397997239404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/need-sleep_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/292444397997239404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/292444397997239404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/need-sleep_27.html' title='Need Sleep'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7003455681175134378</id><published>2008-04-24T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><title type='text'>First day of training</title><content type='html'>Today started my training after almost two years out of the corporate world. I  missed working in an environment where there are lots of people to see and to be  part of a professional environment is fabulous. I may start from the bottom  ladder again but nonetheless I am very happy to start climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last  night I set my alarm clock to 4am, woke up at 5am. =) It was fine since Chuck n  Dayle's loft was near, I had a little extra time preparing. I didn't have time  to cook any breakfast tho. Training schedule was 6am - 2pm and i was there  exactly 5mins before 6:00am. Hahaha i was just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Randomness&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0001x384/s320x240" border="5" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yesterday: &lt;/i&gt;Yummy Lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Trainer is Nina  Fuentes. A slim, dark skinned / nicely tanned lady. I wasn't impressed at first  but when she opened her mouth... wow. Yes she can really talk &lt;i&gt;(english and  spanish)&lt;/i&gt; and quite a comedian too which I admire among trainers. &lt;i&gt;Not to  step on anyone's toes but the serious ones tends to be booorriinnggg... &lt;/i&gt;It  was a relief because not only can she make us laugh but she interacts with us.  And I looove how she pronounces the word "and". A lot of us just "ummm's" when  we pause, she is a bit different, she's an "eeeeeend" (and) person. hahaha  nakakaloka. i love her. Bakekang levels. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including moi there are 20  trainees. None of which are cute though. Shet. The moment i got in the training  room I started chit-chatting with the some poeple. There was this guy who asked  me "Pare walang maganda noh?" *tambling* i said i don't know but i can say wala  ding gwapo. hahaha He then realized that I was gay. =P hahaha Well our first day  was spent discussing the history of the company and etc etc etc. Don't you think  that the most boring part of training is always the first day? i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7003455681175134378?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7003455681175134378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-of-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7003455681175134378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7003455681175134378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-of-training.html' title='First day of training'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4492370874947076370</id><published>2008-04-23T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haggard</title><content type='html'>Its only been half a day and ive almost completed the requirements for my new job. So far the only problem ive encountered is with BIR. Apparently they didn't have my name registered. So that is a bit odd right? Where did the tax money i paid when i was with ICT went? I asked a few friends what i can do and they all answered the same "ask ICT". So I will later. Hopefully there will be a reimbursement... moolah!!! *drools* Anyways, i texted my mom to apply my TIN for me... hehehe nakakatamad na pumila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here at Robinsons Summit, waiting for Chuck n Dayle to finish their exam and interview over at the 18th floor, Ascend Asia. Actually, this is the first time im enjoying the benefits of my gym membership. Enjoying not only the facilities but enjoying the people. hahaha ang gwapo ng kaharap kong PC user. YumBurger I wanna have a second lunch! hahaha Chos lang... A lot of familiar faces actually... medyo malansa din kahit dito... palengke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Accdg to Jack from Will and Grace "Gym is gay heaven" true truelalu lalu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tom it'll be a week since i started job hunting... honestly my feet are sooo tired. Been walking the streets of Makati everyday. Ayala to Waltermart levels... Is Makati the new New York?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT ----- after a long tiring walk ------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed RCBC. Its still one of my fave building here in Makati. Wala lang. Im so bored they made me wait again for someone who &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt;  answer my inquiries. Ten years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, who does a 3 hour lunch break? Answer: HR People.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic... Almost everyone here is looking at me. Maybe they havent seen a pure breed goddess before? hahaha Nah i think its because im wearing my Vneck Armani shirt (Thanks to Ukay). I love this shirt i swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4492370874947076370?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4492370874947076370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/haggard_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4492370874947076370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4492370874947076370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/haggard_23.html' title='haggard'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6520125191903852896</id><published>2008-04-22T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>It's been a long day. Woke up today with alerginitis aka the sniffles. And it's been continously bothering me the whole day, even during the re-assessment. People looked at me like im a walking plague or something. I even overheard some girl saying "If everyone here starts getting sick, blame him" &lt;i&gt;finger pointing  at me&lt;/i&gt;... I looked at her and smiled. &lt;i&gt;*back of my mind*&lt;/i&gt; If I do spread  a virus around id make sure the sasquatch gets it first. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contract signing was today. Unfortunately my request for a re-assessment of my pay was not honored. They say its not negotiable period. Oh well. its better than nothing and at least I have my doors open now. Let the good things come in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cram'ness ahead... Work starts this wednesday and ive got loads of stuff to do from Medical Exams to renewal of my NBI clearance. Gosh i don't even know what my TIN number is. ICT never gave anything to me when i was working there. I have two days to process everything... the only thing im happy about is that we'll be trained in AIM, 5mins away from where im staying at isang kembot lang away from Greenbelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im &lt;strike&gt;planning&lt;/strike&gt; moving out of tamarind soon. it will be tough but this time it'll happen for sure. I'll start by not gong home for a few days or a week. Wait until the dorm gets used to me not being around. When that time comes id be totally out.... Hello Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the weather. Was there any news why the heat is sooo intense these past few days? i havn't watched TV since i started job hunting. and i was wondering if this season is one of the hottest it has ever been? God I miss air-conditioning and high speed internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Id be heading back to Sampaloc when the streets tames down a bit. Get me some fresh clothing and some rest before I start the doing the hellish task of meeting my requirements tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6520125191903852896?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6520125191903852896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6520125191903852896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6520125191903852896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7102870077158520936</id><published>2008-04-15T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>Ive never seen the layout of my blog on other computers... until now. Placement of boxes and especially the menu bar is fucked up. is it just this computer or is it fucked up in your screens aswell? please lemme know. thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...CSS layout is coded to use on 1024x768 or higher resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7102870077158520936?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7102870077158520936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7102870077158520936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7102870077158520936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/ugh_15.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3089702655018955043</id><published>2008-04-14T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner</title><content type='html'>When I was in galera last week with my friends i realized a lot of things. I knew that time that ive been missing out on a lot of stuff. Things like long conversations with friends (as in yung kaharap, hindi sa phone lang), talking about life, CAREER, future, love, sex and everything I dont get to do these past years. So last wednesday I decided to find work. Yesterday once more over and over agan, sa call center nanaman ako bumagsak. Chuck n Dayle and myself went out to find ourselves real jobs, well in their case a higher paying job. And with much effort, hours of waiting, tons of nosebleeds later... I finally got hired today... weeeee! and its a day fucking job finally. Contract signing was moved to monday coz i wanted to negotiate my given rate &lt;em&gt;gimme an big even number please..&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;they didnt wanna consider my past ICT Group experience since its was almost 2 years ago. Kaloka! More updates coming soon and a looot of wacky pics. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3089702655018955043?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3089702655018955043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/winner_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3089702655018955043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3089702655018955043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/winner_14.html' title='Winner'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4589451143241419647</id><published>2008-04-02T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heat Stroke</title><content type='html'>We partied hard last Saturday that I really got fucked up. So fucked up that I even fucked up more on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had coffee at CBTL yesterday, we stayed there for 5 hours, all 7 of us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iza, Chuck n Dayle, Pao n Jm + lovely bullet, Kiko and I&lt;/span&gt;. It was draining, adding the heat wave and my weird reaction to caffeine... heat stroke! I almost channeled Darth Vader. even saw Perry who was obviously trying to avoid seeing me. I wonder why... not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By midnight everyone finally decided to eat something. Mcdo. Then we walked from Greenbelt to Buendia, near walter mart since many of the guys lives near. But that walk from greenbelt made me decide to just go home. i was dead tired of everything we did over the weekend. Im just glad we didnt spend that much money. Thanks to Ash who gave had us in his guest list and Cossack vodka. I got a taxi in-front of Walter Mart and sped away to espana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, Jana surprised me by leaving a copy of Sex and the city =) Love you dear! Ive been wanting to watch this for sooo long. That night Jazz marathon'd watching L Word... ulk! I just slept, woke up after 17 hours... now i'm awake as hell but too tired/lazy to go to the gym though. Maybe ill dance later. I hate a jelly belly after an intoxicating weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4589451143241419647?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4589451143241419647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/heat-stroke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4589451143241419647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4589451143241419647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/04/heat-stroke.html' title='Heat Stroke'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5997639123233526053</id><published>2008-03-07T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petite's Grandpups</title><content type='html'>Born Feb 20th, they used to look a bit rat'ish but now 15 days old they're so  cute. A boy "Brembo" (ewww! my brother named him that) and an adorable fatty  girl "Heart" are Pettite's Grandpups from Decaf and Gust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004fa3h" border="5" height="179" width="236" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They like to sleep in bubble plastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0004gdw8" border="5" height="188" width="308" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5997639123233526053?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5997639123233526053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/petite-grandpups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5997639123233526053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5997639123233526053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/03/petite-grandpups.html' title='Petite&amp;#39;s Grandpups'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4938117082874822919</id><published>2008-01-15T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who pressed the reset button?</title><content type='html'>I've been busy sleeping and doing mostly nothing in the past few days. Even last  week I was stagnant waiting for a &lt;i&gt;non-existent &lt;/i&gt;important call from an  employer. Too bad, they really had my hopes up. Hay... Nakaka-baliw talaga pag  nasa bahay ka lang. In my case that is fact, so as much as possible i visit my  friends &amp;amp; other people. I almost turned monstrously unstable last  week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to join back with 24/7. We start training on the  24th this month. All I need to do now is just submit my requirements&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and  do a medical exam before training starts. I have everything done except the  medical exam coz I ain't free from my cursed coughing yet. I need to be better  to pass the medical. Hay... I can't believe I'm back where i friggin' started, 9  months completely wasted it's major-ly frustrating. Oh well, better get up &amp;amp;  prove something now before my time is runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few good news is I've  decided to quit smoking, step-by-step my own way. =) My first step was to switch  from Reds to Lights. It's only been a few days but smoking paper got my cough  down a bit, hah, it's a miracÖl. I'm already getting somewhere right after  switching. Second step is gradually lower my usage, maybe 5 sticks or lower per  day. This can be a challenge especially now that I kinda wanna smoke every hour  or something. Third step, learn how to control the withdrawal symptoms...  &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dizziness, depression  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feelings of frustration, impatience, and anger  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anxiety, irritability  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep disturbances, including having trouble falling asleep and staying  asleep, and having bad dreams or even nightmares &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trouble concentrating, restlessness, headaches, tiredness &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;increased appetite&lt;/u&gt; - this is what concerns me most... sana appetite  for love and sex nalang.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Weird, I already have most  symptoms even before i wanted to quit....?!?!?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Fourth Step,  &lt;strike&gt;stay away from smokers&lt;/strike&gt; this one I don't know yet. One thing is  for sure though I can't just quit &amp;amp; go cold turkey I'd probably die. In my  10 years of being a smoker I've never tried to quit, so I wish my sanity well  now that i want this to happen. I'll figure &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; out soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4938117082874822919?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4938117082874822919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-pressed-reset-button_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4938117082874822919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4938117082874822919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-pressed-reset-button_15.html' title='Who pressed the reset button?'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2356766857030746727</id><published>2007-12-27T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Dad no more jumping</title><content type='html'>FUNNIEST thing ever this year ender..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up bright and shiny like i was  that girl from Hairspray. I felt like dancing.. As in dance pokpok'ish and major  ekek moves. Then my dad came upstairs and saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Psst! quit jumping around. you're making so much ruckus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vertical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i love it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2356766857030746727?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2356766857030746727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok-dad-no-more-jumping_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2356766857030746727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2356766857030746727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok-dad-no-more-jumping_27.html' title='Ok Dad no more jumping'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-736018027879284028</id><published>2007-12-24T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>I feel good today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always amazes me how my family can take all my worries and  anxieties away. It could just be temporary bliss but i appreciate it and i so  enjoy every moment. The last time i was this happy was when i got certified at  work and its nice to have this feeling again. Optimistic and  Carefree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the real world my career could be fucked up but at least  with my family around im never ever let down.. My supporters, my supportee's  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of the few happiest days of my 2007.. I will never  forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Fab facial %28no.jpg" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003x1zc/s320x240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays everyone! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-736018027879284028?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/736018027879284028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/736018027879284028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/736018027879284028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy_24.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8576282758046198414</id><published>2007-12-02T08:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003wqr5" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003wqr5" border="5" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;*Camphone saqs! I need my digicam fixed ASAP* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8576282758046198414?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8576282758046198414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8576282758046198414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8576282758046198414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday_02.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6701034191579686160</id><published>2007-11-26T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003qddp" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003qddp" border="5" height="150" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;Private - Crucify My Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003s1tk" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003s1tk" border="5" height="150" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie - 2  Hearts - X - King or Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003rd3w" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003rd3w" border="5" height="150" width="150" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne  Ward &lt;b&gt;&lt;3&lt;/b&gt; - No Promises&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/29530796-6701034191579686160?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6701034191579686160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/11/catchy_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6701034191579686160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6701034191579686160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/11/catchy_26.html' title='Catchy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7082470386012740823</id><published>2007-11-11T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Programmed?</title><content type='html'>Wake up, Work, &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep, Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep,  Wake up, Work,  &lt;strike&gt;Workout&lt;/strike&gt;, Go home, Eat, Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy can kill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7082470386012740823?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7082470386012740823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/11/programmed_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7082470386012740823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7082470386012740823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/11/programmed_11.html' title='Programmed?'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3356044717265649828</id><published>2007-10-22T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacoste Sweater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003k661" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003k661" border="5" height="200" width="156" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty nice eh? worth 7,750. I'll buy a 2,750 Zara vest  but this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three days to think about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor'ness =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3356044717265649828?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3356044717265649828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/10/lacoste-sweater_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3356044717265649828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3356044717265649828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/10/lacoste-sweater_22.html' title='Lacoste Sweater'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6313992221993600877</id><published>2007-09-21T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middle</title><content type='html'>it's been a pretty good week. I started Monday with a new, fresh attitude and  forced myself to smile going to work. &lt;i&gt;i have my reasons&lt;/i&gt;. I realized i  didn't have to feel so bad because things weren't happening as fast as I  expected. It takes me a second to buy something but getting something  non-material is something else that tested my patience. Now i know &amp;amp; I'm  wiser to know not all things can be rushed. It took me a while to get it though  i know I'm really good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm treating myself a one day break  from work. I finally certified last Wednesday after a 3 week long extension of  my deliberation status. I think i deserve that for now. Although things are  looking good for me it's the other way around for my good friend Jm. A coach who  was too lazy to work last Friday wasn't very supportive to Jm who was at that  time bleeding pressure and frustration. We've come too long to be brought down  like that. I don't blame anyone though... it was a Friday everybody wanted to go  home and we were on a deadline. I feel for you friend but i really am sad that  you left the company. I will miss seeing you at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking  forward to a better schedule assigned to me nextweek. I'll know tonight. and all  that rumor at work this week... im sooo wishing it's all true so im crossing my  fingers, toes and whatevers. Those rumors are good news for everyone at Blue  Chip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6313992221993600877?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6313992221993600877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/middle_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6313992221993600877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6313992221993600877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/middle_21.html' title='Middle'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3944139248143861406</id><published>2007-09-21T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much</title><content type='html'>Completing my &lt;i&gt;pretty good&lt;/i&gt; week won't be complete without partying on a  weekend. Though I didn't think my body can still tolerate that much alcohol  again. I started my Friday raw... that night I went to visit Leila over at  Makati Prime, who was at that time drinking with her friends. I even brought  some more drinks to go with the dwindling supply of GSM blue they already had  with them. After a few drinks almost everyone was pretty noisy and wasted except  moi coz i just came in. That night I decided to go to Gov and meet up with  Perry. A couple of beers later the alcohol hit me like a solid brick in the  head. I was on the brink of having a blackout, actually I did, last I remember  we were dancing downstairs then blank, smoking area, blank, restroom, blank, saw  a friend &lt;i&gt;who I actually forgot who&lt;/i&gt;, blank, then I was home... with take  out food good for two people. I wasn't even hungry that night. Ugh It's all a  big blur. Perry! friend sorry I disappeared, I don't know where i went! You  should've used that chain i suppose... Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was fun at  Bed, It was Brian's Birthday! I was really careful not to drink too much coz of  what I just told you. I don't want that happening again baka saang ilog na ako  lumutang... I came in a bit late, it was already past 2am and rain was kinda  pouring. I missed the drag show, too bad coz Rocky told me it was pretty good.  Overall I had a great time, specially with us criticizing some of the dancers on  stage... Whahahaha that was the best part that night. I even bumped into a  really old friend. Rjae from the original Year 2000 batch of borders in Taft.  He's still as fabulous as ever... coat kung coat! Its so him and I love  it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the rest of the weekend here in Espana with my sis. Whom i  spent each second catching up to my former TV series addiction. Btw, good news,  later premiers Heroes Season 2 and on Sept 27 comes Season 4 of Grey's Anatomy.  I can't wait to download it. I'm still stuck with Ugly Betty and PLDT's DL speed  is fucked up again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it, this could probably be my  last weekend out. My schedule has changed for the better but my rest days sucks.  No more weekend partying for a while unless some people at work gets a stroke or  something... kiddin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3944139248143861406?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3944139248143861406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-much_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3944139248143861406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3944139248143861406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-much_21.html' title='Too Much'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3209836238019955817</id><published>2007-08-29T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorphins</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the miracle of working-out who filled me with endorphins. Im finally feeling much lighter today. I almost forgot that working out relieves stress and whatevers making you feel better. Thank goodness im out of that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seclusion from gym&lt;/span&gt; state! =) weeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3209836238019955817?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3209836238019955817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/08/endorphins_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3209836238019955817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3209836238019955817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/08/endorphins_29.html' title='Endorphins'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5801956035361860115</id><published>2007-07-08T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redecorate</title><content type='html'>My parents came at noon and without hesitation they rushed me out of bed. In  less than 10mins we were on our way to Matilda with my hair flat from bedrest,  teeth unbrushed and my stomach churning hunger. I guess they were more excited  than I was. hahaha Mom, Dad, Jazz and Cecille our new hired help from Espana all  came to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they first got in my mom's first question was  "nasaan yung mag-asawa?" then my sister saw Mist and Smoke "Ay ang cute". My dad  was "Saan ang kwarto mo?". We prepared to lunch first then we went ahead to  fixing my room. First my mom wanted to repaint but then with the limited time  they've got "&lt;i&gt;since they're going home to Bataan after&lt;/i&gt;" she decided not  to. She said the walls are clean enough and it's ok not to repaint. Which is  fine for me coz the house would've smelled awful and im in no mood for toxic  fumes! What is high? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00039rqz/s640x480" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/00039rqz/s640x480" border="5" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balls!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they brought many of my stuff and even  bought me an inflatable bed though i still prefer the old style mattress but  it'll do =) plus a lot of groceries... weeeeee! =) Im praying for an  Air-conditioner next time. Unfortunately my mom still brought that linoleum and  i had to take it coz I don't want a bare cement floor. One floor rug had balls  as print and the other a flowery chorva. Confusing! Then came the pillow cases!  OMG tambling ako... the pillow cases had an "I love NBA" print. I asked  &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt;? she replied "yan lang kasi ang may blue and red" hay nakakaloka! My  sister was just laughing her heart out ... Bruhang yun! hahaha Ang saya ng  pamilya ko evur! thats why i love love love them so much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003a6ew/s640x480" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003a6ew/s640x480" border="5" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love NBA?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought id post this tom but since we finished early im  posting it today. Hopefully I can make it fabulous soon =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0003bza2/s320x320" border="5" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;btw, My dad bought jazz a month and a half old Persian  chenelin... anyway, meet MAYO! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5801956035361860115?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5801956035361860115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/07/redecorate_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5801956035361860115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5801956035361860115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/07/redecorate_08.html' title='Redecorate'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4946937965118503938</id><published>2007-06-27T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Head</title><content type='html'>Ive been sooo lazy lately, was at Matilda the entire weekend and most of my time  home was spent sleeping. My body is catching up to many tiring days. Good news  is that i'm finally adjusting to my new schedule of 12mn-9am. ulk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing gym too, last week i only went in  once. Hopefully with these adjustments working their way i'd be able to work-out  more, this week and the weeks coming after that. I want my money's worth since  that gym membership isn't very cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pride week already! Geez how  time flies, I still don't know what to wear for the occasion. Something fabulous  but not so flashy... hmmn... what about a pink barong? hahaha  I was  thinking an all white ensemble but im not sure if it's a good idea... unless i  wear a "don't stand too close, i don't want your shit on my whites" sign. Ö.  hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4946937965118503938?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4946937965118503938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepy-head_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4946937965118503938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4946937965118503938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepy-head_27.html' title='Sleepy Head'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7414110705686679598</id><published>2007-06-02T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen</title><content type='html'>Last week Dayle had an idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chairs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002s63a/s320x240" border="4" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We made an &lt;b&gt;"effort"&lt;/b&gt; to make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002t22d/s320x240" border="4" height="221" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's homemade &amp;amp; we love it&lt;br /&gt;except for the stench of paint.  &lt;i&gt;WHAT IS HIGH?&lt;/i&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kukuripupu/pic/0002wh68/s320x240" border="4" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayle feeling zen'ish with the new chairs =)&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/29530796-7414110705686679598?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7414110705686679598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/06/zen_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7414110705686679598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7414110705686679598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/06/zen_02.html' title='Zen'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8848422697005786592</id><published>2007-05-21T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone gone and Away</title><content type='html'>Yes i have finally moved out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am happy to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho Im  happy i wont be eating pansit canton soon **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i have moved  out, one thing that is questioning me is preference... living  preference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i can just live anywhere just to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but  now i am.... choosy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a whole new story... in the long run. basta  maarte ako when it comes to my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may not understand me but  for thos who does.... zip it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8848422697005786592?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8848422697005786592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/05/gone-gone-and-away_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8848422697005786592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8848422697005786592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/05/gone-gone-and-away_21.html' title='Gone gone and Away'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8691788345948336438</id><published>2007-05-03T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Feet</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks our Final Assessment for CCT. Im scared to death. Not only do  i just learned that my current 'grades' barely passed and the results of  tomorrows mock call is crucial for PST, now i have to study the website? I crack  under pressure and i am feeling the heat as of now. Nina will probably hear a  lotta 'ums and 'eeends from me... cover your ears coz it'll rain filler words!  hahaha The topic in scope is the Clients Mobile and Landphone accounts, it  wasn't part of our previous discussions for CCT actually. All topics to be  learned and questions to be asked tomorrow will be taken from the website... and  dami kong babasahin! Whatever happens tomorrow i know i will pass, or else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i walked from GB3 to RCBC to meet  some of my friends. After a few hours waiting for everyone to finish we decided  to go home... of course that meant a quick stop at some mall. From RCBC to  Makati Cinema Square... this is the hottest mall on earth i swear! My feet are  as so swollen, im like a pregnant lady.  ulk&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week we will be moved to Insular for  PST (when I pass CCT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New shift is 5pm - 2am. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8691788345948336438?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8691788345948336438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired-feet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8691788345948336438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8691788345948336438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/05/tired-feet.html' title='Tired Feet'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3710131349654009994</id><published>2007-03-26T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forecast</title><content type='html'>... this will be a very long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a 4th quarter 2006 all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well be holy next week&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3710131349654009994?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3710131349654009994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/03/forecast_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3710131349654009994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3710131349654009994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/03/forecast_26.html' title='forecast'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-1008405429335988507</id><published>2007-02-19T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holed</title><content type='html'>Last saturday was fun, I was with Chuck &amp;amp; Dayle again. We went to govt for their Dreamgirls launch party. I met some of my old friends and I met floopate from LJ too. Chuck met this guy and Dayle met this guy... unfortunately Chuck and Dayle are lovers... too bad. I didn't get to hook up with anyone at all, it's so depressing! I felt so unwanted and old, felt so sad... maybe I am old and unwanted, I just need to accept it. My career and lovelife is already down the drain and i'm no plumber. God, I feel completely useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-1008405429335988507?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1008405429335988507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/02/holed_19.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1008405429335988507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1008405429335988507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/02/holed_19.html' title='Holed'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-169147598914635186</id><published>2007-02-07T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it!</title><content type='html'>Finally Ive been getting feedbacks from all those Day jobs I applied for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good news for me, my first for the Boar. Im hoping this will be first of many many many  more to come. It's my time to shine... leave my ball &amp;amp; chains to reach my own dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First interview tomorrow in Makati. I wish me luck and a non-tongue-tied Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-169147598914635186?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/169147598914635186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-it_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/169147598914635186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/169147598914635186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-it_07.html' title='This is it!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2225659688767488449</id><published>2007-01-23T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bothered</title><content type='html'>This week feels different. it's so slow, depressing &amp;amp; sad. Last night, from a TV series, a guest star quoted: "You're miserable for no reason at all" somehow that really got me. Why am i sad anyway? Why do I care what others think? Why do I feel frivolous to others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't feel accepted by people, specially those who I want to be recognized with. I tell myself it's not important but it is, to me it is. Acting stupid is really getting to me, now I can't be taken seriously even when I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Elmer's birthday today. He blogged yesterday that he's seeing someone, that this guy is different, not just a pretty face and quoted "he has something between his ears". Elmo do you really have to say that? when im pretty sure before Jaime you were with me! Bwisit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want recognition, yes, maybe thats what ive been looking for all these years. Fucking recognition and damn respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2225659688767488449?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2225659688767488449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/bothered_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2225659688767488449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2225659688767488449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/bothered_23.html' title='Bothered'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7336711587542520307</id><published>2007-01-19T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U-turn</title><content type='html'>I don't know what i am doing wrong these past few days but i am getting bigger. Jazz doesn't think so but i feel so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'l try dieting again, cut down on my rice intake. Go back eating a meal &amp; snack a day until I get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get thinner soon, sayang mga bagong damit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym starts Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Jazz &amp;amp; Worf can go with me on my first day... ayokong pumitik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7336711587542520307?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7336711587542520307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/u-turn_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7336711587542520307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7336711587542520307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/u-turn_19.html' title='U-turn'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-3829202707399311835</id><published>2007-01-16T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sad Happy</title><content type='html'>the past week had been wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waking up early and eating quite well, overall im really happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym starts this Sunday, im excited and quite anxious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sacrifices are necessary in order to achieve peace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so called obsession for Perry has literally diminished to almost none I'm so glad that's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm worried that my plan may have permanent consequences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully my goodbye's means more hellos in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting these hello's with a certain Karl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He texted me today saying i gave him my number yada yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil schemes against moi? interesting moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidences are sometimes not very believable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-3829202707399311835?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/3829202707399311835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-sad-happy_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3829202707399311835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/3829202707399311835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-sad-happy_16.html' title='Happy Sad Happy'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6537505159589264181</id><published>2007-01-09T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugger</title><content type='html'>Something is off &amp;amp; I know it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worf woke up at 5:30am and she might've seen something. It's been happening everyday for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's embarassing if ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!? kainis !?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been 11 days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6537505159589264181?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6537505159589264181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/bugger_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6537505159589264181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6537505159589264181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/bugger_09.html' title='Bugger'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7726911643298014534</id><published>2007-01-03T03:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>Another year has past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling 2007 will be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my gut feel is right so I am taking my hopes up in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's off is I completely forgot to make a new year resolution. I usually make one but this time I didn't/forgot to. Probably for the good so I won't get disappointed if ever I couldn't make it come true. Less is more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I will make lesser goals and try to be better at I do and will do. Stop dreaming and cease all my rantings about things I don't have. It's simply just better not to expect much from me. If something is meant to be mine then It will find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it will be a HAPPY 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY new year to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7726911643298014534?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7726911643298014534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7726911643298014534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7726911643298014534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007_03.html' title='2007'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-9174625277421992478</id><published>2006-12-23T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moblog testing</title><content type='html'>lj-mood: geeky&lt;br&gt;lj-location: somewhere&lt;br&gt;lj-tags: moblog&lt;br&gt;lj-music: scissor sisters - Ooh&lt;p&gt;FAQ!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;this takes so much time!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;EFFORT!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t be contented by success,&lt;br&gt; ask for more &amp;amp; nothing less.&lt;br&gt; Think your destined for great things,&lt;br&gt; be optimistic, spread your wings&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-9174625277421992478?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9174625277421992478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/moblog-testing_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9174625277421992478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9174625277421992478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/moblog-testing_23.html' title='Moblog testing'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2627655934494951112</id><published>2006-12-19T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:56.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night hassle</title><content type='html'>I just learned a few minutes ago that my parents are coming over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fine but they are sleeping over as well.  ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the time in the world why now? I hate it when they surprise me with stuff like these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im gonna have to sleep in another room with no TV or even a Computer to keep me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a sleeping pill right now and be off to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate surprises! SAQS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-2627655934494951112?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2627655934494951112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/late-night-hassle_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2627655934494951112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2627655934494951112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/late-night-hassle_19.html' title='Late night hassle'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5580500457586085895</id><published>2006-12-17T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way...</title><content type='html'>I am on my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it before and I will do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own life to care about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5580500457586085895?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5580500457586085895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-my-way_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5580500457586085895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5580500457586085895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-my-way_17.html' title='On my way...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-7402230766711688351</id><published>2006-12-01T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:55.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>Reading his blog makes me think who he is talking about. Of course i usually think of me first but then again why would he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... do you? or do you not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point of him blogging about me tho i wish he was so i can answer him directly or maybe just ask what the hell he meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... do you? or do you not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't about me and I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... do you? or do you not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop your ramblings and metaphors and say what you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... do you? or do you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You're giving me a hard time deciphering your thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... do you? or do you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;do you?  do you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-7402230766711688351?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/7402230766711688351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/confused_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7402230766711688351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/7402230766711688351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/12/confused_01.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-5671589023142413404</id><published>2006-11-09T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honk! honk!</title><content type='html'>Why are you hiding under your dads skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you no good? afraid? or just playing catch the bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just before i got you all out of my system, here you are again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take that back... you're a fucking Loser! a virgin whore... and a Bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware everyone: He may look nice, classy, delicious &amp;amp; all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just like any ass... it's all crap inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flush*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-5671589023142413404?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/5671589023142413404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/11/honk-honk_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5671589023142413404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/5671589023142413404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/11/honk-honk_09.html' title='honk! honk!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-6034045595001279668</id><published>2006-10-06T07:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing...</title><content type='html'>I've been having irregular sleeping habits lately... it's sooo fucking hard to keep up with life with me like this. I need more drugs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-6034045595001279668?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/6034045595001279668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/10/wishing_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6034045595001279668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/6034045595001279668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/10/wishing_06.html' title='Wishing...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-9020364925405600253</id><published>2006-09-15T05:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pubpages.unh.edu/%7Elcp2/classifieds.bmp" style="border: 1px solid rgb(48, 48, 48); padding: 5px;" alt="" align="left" height="100" width="100" /&gt;It's been alomost a week since I got that yes from my parents. Up until now i havn't got any good results from my hunt... job &amp; house hunt that is. I can't really believe i am really looking for those things that would probably be my permanent home. Or a least until I get a better job. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i've submitted at least 10 applications for different companies, none of which are call centers... but if all fails I might really consider going back. hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Honda calls ASAP, not only do I want the job but that job suites me fairly well because majority of what they do is what I really like. Troubleshooting, re-installing, programming, tweaking... etc.... Though I havn't got any feedbacks how much salary they offer an employee. (i wish they offer more than 20k) hahaha wishing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on the house hunt... I can't really find a new place unless I find a job first. I can't pay for anything right now even if I get a new job. If ever I get a job i want it to be the job i really want...so ill stay longer and work harder eh? hahaha im such a  kid I can't believe I'm moving out now... when im already 24... opps make that 25 this december!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need all the luck in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-9020364925405600253?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9020364925405600253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/09/hunt_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9020364925405600253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9020364925405600253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/09/hunt_15.html' title='Hunt!!!!!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-196460825900896616</id><published>2006-08-31T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;August is almost over and i've barely made it thru with my whatevers regarding the dorm but everythings seem to be alright. I am optimistic that everything will be back to normal once september starts 2 days from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'ber months are here &amp;amp; 4 months to go til I become 25 *sighs*&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/29530796-196460825900896616?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/196460825900896616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-day_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/196460825900896616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/196460825900896616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-day_31.html' title='A new day...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-2372638053897377232</id><published>2006-08-30T03:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental screw...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am completely flabbergasted with what is happening this week.  I know it's just me but I really have no idea why i am feeling this way. I feel I am invisible to everyone. I havn't heard anything from anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse the pressure is back. Pressure in dealing with the Dorms transactions and whatevers... Later today one of my cheques will be deposited by my leasee and that leaves me only with half the money I need to pay for the rest of our monthly bills. I have 72 hours to generate 45K or we will live in darkness and eat grasshoppers again "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;methaporically speaking"&lt;/span&gt;. I wish my dad can help me but he has problems of his own. My only "karamay" now is my younger sister, she helps me not financially but mentally. Thank heavens for my sis or i'd feel super alone in dealing with these problems.&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/29530796-2372638053897377232?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/2372638053897377232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/mental-screw_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2372638053897377232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/2372638053897377232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/mental-screw_30.html' title='Mental screw...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8582553638542873220</id><published>2006-08-25T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long have I been single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    hmmnn... *counting* more than two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I havn't been lucky enough i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time you had sex? with whom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not too long ago... someone I care for a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why not have a relationship with that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's complicated, It's  better to stay where I am. Honestly I'm afraid of what things could lead to if I even try that suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You seem detained &amp; repressed with your true feelings, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Again it's complicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alright, So what are your plans then? any new stuff in mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing, I am happy where i am. I just have these kind of moments from time to time. But I guess sooner or later i'd have to give it a go. I need someone to really call my own without feeling anxious of the future outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you anxious about? Does this involve your last partner in bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can say that, yes he is and another guy aswell. I really don't wanna explore on that topic. If you would please? *forces a grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sorry about that. When do you think you'll be finally venture out on a hunt for a lover? Quite frankly you seen ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have no idea, I try not to look for it because it never works out when i do. I am hopeful that I will just bump on him soon. I'd appreciate it if will be nextweek, next month or maybe even tomorrow. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*laughs* I agree with you on that matter. Well then thats it, I wish you all the luck. Despite the complete honestly with your answers, I admire that you can still maintain a level of mystification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*laughs* Im glad you think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So.... are you going anywhere after this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, i'm not really in a hurry. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ohh nothing *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--END--&lt;/span&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/29530796-8582553638542873220?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8582553638542873220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-of-those-moments_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8582553638542873220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8582553638542873220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-of-those-moments_25.html' title='One of those moments'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8697728421210376731</id><published>2006-08-05T05:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so bad i want to grow horns &amp; a tail</title><content type='html'>It's a friday night. What does a single, alone on a weekend gay boy do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! surf the net...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i looked for a hook-up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i gave him my number and agreed to meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, we did not have sex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt too guilty and ditched the poor Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope he's used to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not good to see fresh meat go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was horny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fairies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was born straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upyours... anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8697728421210376731?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8697728421210376731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-so-bad-i-want-to-grow-horns-tail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8697728421210376731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8697728421210376731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-so-bad-i-want-to-grow-horns-tail.html' title='I&amp;#39;m so bad i want to grow horns &amp;amp; a tail'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-8730906784952313248</id><published>2006-08-04T04:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a huge craving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I so want some of these babies... the last time i tasted them was 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;and I panic'd so i bought 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_in.jpg" src="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_in.jpg" align="middle" height="100" width="100" /&gt;  &lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_core.jpg" src="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_core.jpg" align="middle" height="98" width="140" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_bag.jpg" src="http://roseburgmarket.com/catalog/images/sweets/dilettante_cherry_bag.jpg" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cherries are my fave fruit (not the preserved ones)&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we don't grow em here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone out there who has access to these devilish spawns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-8730906784952313248?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/8730906784952313248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-huge-craving_7100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8730906784952313248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/8730906784952313248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-have-huge-craving_7100.html' title='I have a huge craving!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-4548954740600790148</id><published>2006-08-02T05:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purah ka Ton!</title><content type='html'>I saw a friend while i went for booze&lt;br /&gt;he offered his place to hang out&lt;br /&gt;we talked&lt;br /&gt;updated our times apart&lt;br /&gt;we laughed&lt;br /&gt;like were on Wari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you tried to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;YOU BITCH&lt;br /&gt;your like a brother to me&lt;br /&gt;Im not even that drunk&lt;br /&gt;and your not even drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a rip&lt;br /&gt;to what this world calls&lt;br /&gt;friendship!&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home&lt;br /&gt;sleep it off&lt;br /&gt;hope you realize&lt;br /&gt;what a fuck you are tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-4548954740600790148?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/4548954740600790148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/purah-ka-ton_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4548954740600790148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/4548954740600790148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/purah-ka-ton_02.html' title='Purah ka Ton!'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-9042440978590807894</id><published>2006-08-01T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I hope nobody reads...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NOTE: Copied from 10@2's entry... not my original post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let me introduce myself...&lt;br /&gt;...still an hour and a half to go before i leave the office and im trying to find stuff to do to kill time. i kno&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; i still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;ve some work &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;o but my bra&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n is just so fucking tire&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; th&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nking about new idea&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; on how to make things mor&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; int&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;resting.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; that&lt;/span&gt; is what &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; d&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; btw, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; things interesting. so&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; for the good, some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;or th&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to write about things that most peop&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;e dont know about me. its &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;ike opening my own can of worms. i hope i dont scare myself with......myself.&lt;br /&gt;1. im damn lazy to take a shower. i just hate it. people &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;ind it surprising evrytime i tell them c&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;z i look "clean". *evil g&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;in*&lt;br /&gt;2. i looove white shoes. the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; look great &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;n anything!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. im a GREAT liar. but i dont lie that m&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;ch so that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wont feel guilt&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; evrytime i do.&lt;br /&gt;4. im TORPE. i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;ive&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; o&lt;/span&gt;ut obvious hints but i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ont m&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ke the first &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ove.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;m a sucker for femi&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;ne men and masculine women.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;hey just make the world more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nteresting.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; i ha&lt;/span&gt;ve a very short at&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;ntion span. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;is entry is st&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;o bore me. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;7. i swing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;oth ways but i just find m&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n very appall&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; most of the time. they are &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; this group of creatures who are controlled b&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; a small pr&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;ding meat in between thei&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; legs. but some of them look so hot that i dont mind sometimes. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;uck!!! the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e you go)&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; love for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;play more tha&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; the actual &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;eed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i day&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; of having m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;y huge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;illboar&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DSA we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ring no&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;hing bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t skimp &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yu&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ies. wag na mag-rea&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;t. nakiki&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;asa ka lang &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;h.&lt;br /&gt;10. it will take forever for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;e to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;troduce myself. coz im complicated as h&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;ll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta stop this and smoke....&lt;br /&gt;...coz doing this is making me tense.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im miss you bitch... say you miss me too? lie to me...  lie to me ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29530796-9042440978590807894?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/9042440978590807894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-i-hope-nobody-reads_6916.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9042440978590807894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/9042440978590807894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-i-hope-nobody-reads_6916.html' title='Something I hope nobody reads...'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29530796.post-1661348690085237404</id><published>2006-06-11T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:57.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- =      E N T E R  _ R E J O I C E      = -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img131.imageshack.us/img131/204/welcome8wl.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt; to my Blog a.k.a. my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twisted Mind&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For starters im not really much of a writer but these days who is? many will surely agree with me. Since anyone can write whatever they want to write, you know that "Freedom of Expression" thingy, i can write whatever and thats good. Additionally, writing can somehow be and is actually proven to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;therapeutical&lt;/span&gt;. Thats why i'm hoping it will work for me too. Anyway, before i decided to start this Blog i've already been writing some stuff that goes on with my life. All of which are poetry though but it still tells a lot about me. I will post them soon for your reading pleasure. Starting today this will be my new Journal. Hopefully you will like what i write my dear readers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*if you will ever exist*&lt;/span&gt; as I slowly narrate the story of my twisted life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;Spunkee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/29530796-1661348690085237404?l=jeys0n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/feeds/1661348690085237404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-entry_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1661348690085237404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29530796/posts/default/1661348690085237404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeys0n.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-entry_11.html' title='My first entry'/><author><name>JeysÖn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16682257673812270005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DkV3tFBnpMY/ScRkf7GQ-PI/AAAAAAAAAgI/7ha-udnKLaE/S220/n.avatar2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
