<?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-666293695022788462</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:34:37.637-08:00</updated><category term='somebody'/><category term='goggles'/><category term='Mariah Carey song'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='afraid'/><category term='thank God I found you'/><category term='tank bike'/><category term='pleading'/><category term='midway beach'/><category term='Family'/><category term='lerning how to swim'/><category term='Misamis Oriental Beach'/><category term='hotel hall'/><category term='song for your lover'/><category term='Pussycat Dolls&apos; Concert'/><category term='song'/><category term='Husband and wife'/><category term='bb hotel'/><category term='romantic sayings'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='A Clear Doll Domination: The Pussycat Dolls Live in Manila'/><category term='Favorites'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='automobile'/><category term='Whitesand'/><category term='slumdog Millionaire'/><category term='kick board'/><category term='hugging'/><category term='handling relationships'/><category term='nick hotel'/><category term='Pussycay Dolls&apos; Jai Ho'/><category term='love quotes'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='Singleness'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='garni hotel'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Jai Ho meaning'/><category term='huntley hotels'/><category term='Work'/><category term='janes hotel'/><category term='Home'/><category term='To be thankful'/><category term='Bo Sanchez'/><category term='Struggles'/><category term='Initao'/><category term='Christmas season'/><title type='text'>Phase Changing Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-6552432239809398219</id><published>2009-10-12T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:36:34.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afraid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleading'/><title type='text'>I'm afraid....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/StNo2ozO7FI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WWBr6h6jnOs/s1600-h/hugging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/StNo2ozO7FI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WWBr6h6jnOs/s320/hugging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391768466767146066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid to run by myself cause I know you won't follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid to walk away cause I know you won't stop me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid to say goodbye cause I know you would allow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid to say I'm hurt cause I feel you won't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid to let go cause I know you won't hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm afraid, I'm afraid but I'd rather stay...&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/666293695022788462-6552432239809398219?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6552432239809398219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=6552432239809398219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6552432239809398219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6552432239809398219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-afraid.html' title='I&apos;m afraid....'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/StNo2ozO7FI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WWBr6h6jnOs/s72-c/hugging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-2694153593199165588</id><published>2009-06-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:26:13.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='automobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tank bike'/><title type='text'>Would you drive this automobile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiPWmNepOvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/03rUknckIag/s1600-h/504x_tank-bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiPWmNepOvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/03rUknckIag/s320/504x_tank-bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342349534933105394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture on the internet, I think it's pretty hilarious! Would you try to drive this engine in your area? Maybe if I'm on it, I would not stop laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-2694153593199165588?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2694153593199165588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=2694153593199165588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2694153593199165588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2694153593199165588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-you-drive-this-automobile.html' title='Would you drive this automobile?'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiPWmNepOvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/03rUknckIag/s72-c/504x_tank-bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-1898680442782466268</id><published>2009-05-29T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:56:27.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband and wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bo Sanchez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handling relationships'/><title type='text'>A Message to Husbands and Wives by Bro. Bo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Recently I received an email from a friend. I'd like to share it to everyone because I find it insightful and helpful to struggling relationships. This message caught my attention due to the fact that the speaker is Brother Bo, he is my personal favorite writer. Ever since I got to read his works, I became a fan of him. He's advices are truly magnificent and practical and if applied I would say, is rewarding. He's the main contributor of a magazine Kerygma which is distributed nationwide and owns a blog BoSanchez.ph, I visited it once in a while because I feel fulfilled reading his words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiC9p3DkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/htTYhEdIfJ0/s1600-h/1181535_bridal_couple_on_the_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiC9p3DkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/htTYhEdIfJ0/s320/1181535_bridal_couple_on_the_beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341477684912602722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Why Do Families (And The World) Lack So Much Love? Mostly, It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Because Husbands Aren't Loving Enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Two days ago, I had an ecumenical meeting with the President Gloria and various religious leaders in the country (even Muslim leaders). That was where I spoke to Bishop Ruben Abante, the head of the Alliance of Baptist Churches in the Philippines . We were talking about how to solve the problems of the world. Naks . That was when Bishop Ruben gave me a word about families that blew my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He said, "Brother Bo, the Bible says in Ephesians 5:25, 'Husbands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;love your wives, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243652021_0"&gt;wives submit to your husbands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.' Have you ever wondered why the Bible doesn't say, 'Wives, love your husbands?'" "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The Bishop explained to me that the responsibility to love the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; family rests on the husband's shoulder. The wife and the kids are only to respond to that love. In the same way that the Bible says in 1 John 4:9 (my life verse) "We love because He first loved us," we respond to God's love for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That was powerful. I began to reflect on all the broken families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I've counselled through the past 28 years of my life. Most of them (notall ) were broken because the father didn't love enough. And as I reflect on all the broken people I've counselled, I can see the same pattern. In most of these individuals (again, not all), I see the lack of a loving father in that person's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Fathers, you have a pivotal role in the life of your wife and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; children. You are to aggressively, assertively, deliberately love them-and they will respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But the good Bishop was not finished. He said, "Why didn't God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; say, 'Husbands, submit to your wife?'" "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Why?" I asked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He said that once that love is there, submission is the natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;response . He asked, "Why is there so much rebellion and disobedience among children today?" He explained that kids need to see their mother submit to their father as a model to follow. (We didn't have time to talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;situations where the man of the house doesn't love. Should the wife still submit? That difficult question I hope to answer it in another article.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But let me share with you my experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I love my wife. I do it aggressively, assertively, and deliberately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And she submits to my leadership. I have a vision for the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and I'm bringing my family to that vision-and she supports me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But what does that mean in daily life? That I'm king and she's my slave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Gosh, you should visit my home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Because I love her, I want to serve her. And because she follows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;already my general direction, I realize that 90% of life's decisions are about the trivial stuff. Because I love her, it's my joy to say, "Yes" to her . So in reality, I follow her 90% of the time! She isn't my slave. She is the queen I pamper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That, my friends, is marital headship-submission in daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It is with this note that I greet you a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243652021_1"&gt;Happy Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;May your families be filled with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Husbands, take responsibility in filling your family with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wives, support and submit to your husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And together, we can fill the world with God's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I remain your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bo Sanchez&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/666293695022788462-1898680442782466268?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1898680442782466268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=1898680442782466268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1898680442782466268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1898680442782466268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/message-to-husbands-and-wives-by-bro-bo.html' title='A Message to Husbands and Wives by Bro. Bo'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SiC9p3DkPmI/AAAAAAAAAHU/htTYhEdIfJ0/s72-c/1181535_bridal_couple_on_the_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-5295157653142316282</id><published>2009-05-26T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:41:09.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lerning how to swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midway beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitesand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misamis Oriental Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kick board'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Initao'/><title type='text'>Explore Initao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzPzMX2Q9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fHXirijUtjw/s1600-h/IMGA9981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzPzMX2Q9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fHXirijUtjw/s320/IMGA9981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340371736556094418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the height of my excitement in taking a break from work, I instantly open my arms and took the plunge into the cold seawater after our arrival of an almost one-hour travel from CDO. The beach we visited is Hapitanan Initao, a small town of Misamis Oriental. Know why that was called that way? Me too, I don't know either! haha but literally that exact word means 'stopover'. But for me it didn't mean that way. I would not deprive myself from such opportunity, so I go all the way making sure that I own all the seawater hehe. I almost tried all the goggle my friends brought just to make sure that I'm seeing the fish clearly under the sea. It was full of fun! No matter how exhausted I was swimming and diving as if I'm a real pro, I am a nonstop swimmer-learner haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzPzctXwLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DVVt-xpL37M/s1600-h/IMGA9982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzPzctXwLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DVVt-xpL37M/s320/IMGA9982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340371740941336754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I erased all the known pride in the world no matter how my friends teased me about my first step swimming lesson just to earn the basic swimming skills. If I could earn that, what a great achievement could that be. My fear was still vivid when my friends tried to go far and just left me with the kick board on to support me while they are away. But I didn't permit that, I cried out their names so I will not be left behind and I would not stop screaming until they come near to me. I'm a real spoiler haha. Maybe they didn't enjoy being with me while swimming, what do you think? hmmm.. See the picture? I'm at the center, that's how afraid I am. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzSIJv-QlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QsIzLL0ZbPE/s1600-h/GEDC3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzSIJv-QlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QsIzLL0ZbPE/s200/GEDC3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340374295652483666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from having fun swimming, it was a great time to have a lasting bond with my lovelife! haha what's that term? lovelife? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-5295157653142316282?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5295157653142316282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=5295157653142316282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/5295157653142316282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/5295157653142316282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/explore-initao.html' title='Explore Initao'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShzPzMX2Q9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/fHXirijUtjw/s72-c/IMGA9981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-1692926191712960998</id><published>2009-05-25T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T22:27:06.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumdog Millionaire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pussycay Dolls&apos; Jai Ho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jai Ho meaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Clear Doll Domination: The Pussycat Dolls Live in Manila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pussycat Dolls&apos; Concert'/><title type='text'>Pussycat Dolls' Jai Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sht8qixiYaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCAAot5cynw/s1600-h/ent3s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sht8qixiYaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCAAot5cynw/s400/ent3s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339998853508784546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;After watching the movie Slumdog Millionaire, I find myself fascinated with their theme song entitled Jai Ho, literally the title means 'may victory be with you' . The song was later nominated for best song at the 2008 Broadcast Film Critics Association Awards, the 2008 Satellite Awards and at the 2008 Houston Film Critics Society Awards. See how that is? The Pussycat Dolls which will have their much awaited concert in Manila, Philippines in the upcoming June 11 with the  concert title :“A Clear Doll Domination: The Pussycat Dolls Live in Manila” happening at the Mall of Asia concert grounds will of course feature the said song. For sure, many can affords would gather at the venue to witness their playful and sexy performance led by the half Filipina Nicole Scherzinger ( proud to be) with other members namely  Melody Thornton, Kimberly Wyatt, Ashley Roberts and Jessica Sutta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jai Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jai Ho)I got (I got) shivers (shivers),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you touch away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll make you hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Get all you got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll make you wanna say (Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I got (I got) fever (fever),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Running like a fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For you I will go all the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wanna take you higher (Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I keep it steady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz steady is how I feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This beat is heavy, so heavy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You gon feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You are my destiny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jai Ho! Uh-uh-uh-oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing can ever come between us,(Jai Ho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So come and dance with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jai Ho! (oohh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Catch me, catch me, catch me, come and catch me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you can save me, come and save me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am yours forever, yes, forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anywhere in anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Never gonna let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jai Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho) Escape (escape) away (away),&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you to a place,&lt;br /&gt;This fantasy of you and me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll never lose the chase. (Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahhhh (Jai Ho) Yeaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can (I can) feel you (feel you),&lt;br /&gt;Rushing through my veins,&lt;br /&gt;There's an notion in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho)Just keep it burnin', yeah baby,&lt;br /&gt;Just keep it comin', (Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna find out, baby,&lt;br /&gt;I'm one in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;You are my destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Jai Oh! Uh-uh-uh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever come between us(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;So come and dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho! (oohh) (You and me, it's destiny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch me, catch me, catch me, come and catch me,&lt;br /&gt;I want you now,&lt;br /&gt;I know you can save me, come and save me,&lt;br /&gt;I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours forever, yes, forever,&lt;br /&gt;I will follow,&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere in anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho (Yeeeaaahh), Jai Ho (Yeeeaaahh), Jai Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make it,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready,&lt;br /&gt;So take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho)You are the reason that I breathe,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason that I still believe,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;You are my destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Jai Oh! Uh-uh-uh-oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jai Ho)No there is nothing that can stop us,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever come between us,(Jai Ho)&lt;br /&gt;So come and dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;Jai Ho! (oohh) (You and me, it's destiny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-1692926191712960998?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1692926191712960998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=1692926191712960998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1692926191712960998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1692926191712960998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/pussycat-dolls-jai-ho.html' title='Pussycat Dolls&apos; Jai Ho'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sht8qixiYaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QCAAot5cynw/s72-c/ent3s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-4980376879687350563</id><published>2009-05-20T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:47:04.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank God I found you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song for your lover'/><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShtyVfdX-OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_HnA8UEYkO0/s1600-h/IMGA9949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShtyVfdX-OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_HnA8UEYkO0/s320/IMGA9949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987496725379298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hi! this is my favorite &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;textmate&lt;/span&gt;, my faithful &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;chatmate&lt;/span&gt;, my sweet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;phonepal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;officemate&lt;/span&gt;, my avid home visitor, my punching bag, my squeezy pillow, my sleeping shoulder, my ice cream stick, my funny cartoon character, my yes man, my umbrella, my fixer, my favorite song, and to him I'll sing the same old song, my movie date, my happy bite of pizza, my crunchy chocolate bar, my patient waiter, my constant alarm reminder, the no. 1 service provider, the most updated partner -  My greatest baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this song to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank God I Found You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give up everything&lt;br /&gt;Before I'd separate&lt;br /&gt;Myself from you,&lt;br /&gt;After so much suffering&lt;br /&gt;To finally find unvarnished truth&lt;br /&gt;I was all by myself&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time&lt;br /&gt;So cold inside&lt;br /&gt;And the hurt from the heartache&lt;br /&gt;Would not subside&lt;br /&gt;I felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;Until you saved my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I found you&lt;br /&gt;I was lost without you&lt;br /&gt;My every wish and every dream&lt;br /&gt;Somehow became reality&lt;br /&gt;When you brought the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Completed my whole life&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;My baby I'm so thankful&lt;br /&gt;I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you everything&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing in this world&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;To insure your happiness&lt;br /&gt;I cherish every part of you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause without you beside me&lt;br /&gt;I can't survive&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to try&lt;br /&gt;If you're keeping me warm&lt;br /&gt;Each and every night&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I need you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was so desolate&lt;br /&gt;Before you came to me&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I guess&lt;br /&gt;It shows that we were&lt;br /&gt;Destined to shine&lt;br /&gt;After the rain, to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;The gift of what we have&lt;br /&gt;And i'd go through it all over again&lt;br /&gt;To be able to feel this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-4980376879687350563?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4980376879687350563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=4980376879687350563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4980376879687350563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4980376879687350563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/ShtyVfdX-OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_HnA8UEYkO0/s72-c/IMGA9949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-3206808329405951020</id><published>2009-05-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:14:06.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romantic sayings'/><title type='text'>Sweet stumbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sgj3guo_cZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FJwo_4PCfsI/s1600-h/25191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sgj3guo_cZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FJwo_4PCfsI/s320/25191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334785900268188050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am into promoting a dating site so most of the time I am exposed to romantic sayings, ideas, poems and all that speaks about love. Well, I can say I learned from the write-ups I read through the internet, I am somehow influenced with all of these. No wonder it's not hard for me to be in love. lol! I want to share some of my found love quotes, here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness. - Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All love that has not friendship for its base,&lt;br /&gt;is like a mansion built upon the sand. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have really lived, are the moments when you have done things in a spirit of love. - Henry Drummond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come to love not by finding the perfect person,&lt;br /&gt;but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly. - Sam Keen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live well, laugh often, and love with all of your heart! - Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. - Zora Neale Hurston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you live as long as you wish and love as long as you live. - Robert A. Heinlein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no remedy for love but to love more. - Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a friendship set to music. - Joseph Cossman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the greatest refreshment in life. - Pablo Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.&lt;br /&gt;~ Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since love grows within you, so beauty grows.&lt;br /&gt;For love is the beauty of the soul.- St. Augustine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it. - Thomas Fuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low. - Henry Ward Beecher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life and love we create is the life and love we live. - Leo Buscaglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love begins when nothing is looked for in return.&lt;br /&gt;~ by Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love grows by giving. The love we give away is the only love we keep. The only way to retain love is to give it away. - Elbert Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself. - Leo Buscaglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an act of endless forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;A tender look which becomes a habit. - Peter Ustinov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart. - Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love asks me no questions,&lt;br /&gt;And gives me endless support... - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple I love you means more than money. - Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without love is like a tree&lt;br /&gt;Without blossom and fruit. -Khalil Gibra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-3206808329405951020?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3206808329405951020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=3206808329405951020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/3206808329405951020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/3206808329405951020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-stumbles.html' title='Sweet stumbles'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/Sgj3guo_cZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FJwo_4PCfsI/s72-c/25191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-1310334067416896333</id><published>2009-04-29T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T03:53:15.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Happy as me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SfgxgEpnFkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3SXxobrb-lo/s1600-h/fave+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SfgxgEpnFkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3SXxobrb-lo/s200/fave+face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330064586066826818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Real name: Yani Lea M.Briones&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s): Yani&lt;br /&gt;3. Zodiac sign: Leo&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or female: Female.&lt;br /&gt;5. Elementary: Don Restituto Baol Central School&lt;br /&gt;6. High School: Gingoog City Comprehensive National High School&lt;br /&gt;7. College: Mindanao State University - Iligan Institute of Tehnology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair color: Black&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short: Kinda long&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet: Quiet&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;12. Phone or Camera: Phone&lt;br /&gt;13. Health freak: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or Smoke?: None&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone?: Definitely yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or Drink: Eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercings?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;18. Tattoos: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been in an airplane: Nope&lt;br /&gt;20. Been on a motorcycle: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;21. Been in a car accident: Nope&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in a fist fight: Soon lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing: Kindergarten &lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend: Jubeth&lt;br /&gt;25. First award: Best in Art during Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. First crush: Marwin&lt;br /&gt;28. First big vacation: Mimbalagon, grandparent's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you talked to: Hazel, my officemate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person you texted: Bryan &lt;br /&gt;31. Last person you watched a movie with: Bryan&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate: Sweet potato&lt;br /&gt;33. Last movie you watched: T2(horror movie)&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song you listened to: Kislapmata &lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing you bought: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you held hands with: Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Food: spaghetti, fruitsalad&lt;br /&gt;38. Drinks: Milk, water&lt;br /&gt;39. Clothing: jeans, t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;40. Books:Inspirational, thriller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Music: jazz and country music&lt;br /&gt;42. Flower: Roses, tulips, calla lily&lt;br /&gt;44. Movies: Cinema Paradiso, Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;45. Positions: ?&lt;br /&gt;46. Subjects: Psychology,english, material testing, material extraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. kissed in the snow: Not yet&lt;br /&gt;48. celebrated Halloween: Yup, with the company&lt;br /&gt;49. had your heart broken: shocks, yes&lt;br /&gt;50. went over the minutes on your cell phone: yup&lt;br /&gt;51. someone questioned your sexual orientation: None&lt;br /&gt;52. came out of the closet: No need&lt;br /&gt;53. gotten pregnant:No&lt;br /&gt;54. had an abortion: No&lt;br /&gt;55. done something you’ve regretted: not so&lt;br /&gt;56. broke a promise: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;57. hid a secret: yes&lt;br /&gt;58. pretended to be happy: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;59.  met someone who changed your life: yes,yes,yes&lt;br /&gt;60.  pretended to be sick: no&lt;br /&gt;61.  left the country: no&lt;br /&gt;62.  tried something you normally wouldn’t try and liked it: I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.  cried over the silliest thing: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;64.  ran a mile: during sports fest &lt;br /&gt;65.  went to the beach with your best friend(s): done that&lt;br /&gt;66.  stay single the whole year: yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Eating: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;68. Drinking: Cold Water&lt;br /&gt;69. I’m about to reply: This form hihi&lt;br /&gt;70. Listening to: Music&lt;br /&gt;71. Plans for today: Go home and eat supper&lt;br /&gt;72. Waiting for: 7:00pm to strike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Want kids?  - Of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Want to get married?  - Someday with God's blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Careers in mind: Manager? Business owner? hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH A GIRL/BOY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Lips or eyes: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;77. Shorter or taller? : Taller&lt;br /&gt;78. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;br /&gt;79. Nice stomach or nice arms: arms to hold&lt;br /&gt;80. Sensitive or loud: sensitive &lt;br /&gt;81. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship,&lt;br /&gt;82. Trouble-maker or hesitant: what? hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Lost glasses/contacts: broke rather&lt;br /&gt;84. Ran away from home: with permission&lt;br /&gt;85. Hold a gun/knife for self defense: never&lt;br /&gt;86. Killed somebody: scary&lt;br /&gt;87. Broken someone’s heart:Don't know&lt;br /&gt;88. Been arrested: so scary&lt;br /&gt;89. Cried when someone died:yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Yourself: YES, this is me&lt;br /&gt;91. Miracles: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;92. Love at first sight: A big no&lt;br /&gt;93. Heaven: Of course&lt;br /&gt;94. Santa Claus:when I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Sex on the first date: Never&lt;br /&gt;96. Kiss on the first date: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? - Yes&lt;br /&gt;98. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? - Honestly yes&lt;br /&gt;99. Do you believe in God: He's the reason I'm here, so yes!&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 15 people - Maybe hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-1310334067416896333?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1310334067416896333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=1310334067416896333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1310334067416896333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1310334067416896333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-as-me.html' title='Happy as me!'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SfgxgEpnFkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3SXxobrb-lo/s72-c/fave+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-513845802211875911</id><published>2009-03-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:19:26.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes</title><content type='html'>I have made a letter to a person. Sad to say,I didn't hand this over to him. So I just wrote it here. It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - You are the one who makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;E - Enchanted and captivated, that's what happened to me&lt;br /&gt;S - Suddenly it's magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corny as it seems but it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-513845802211875911?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/513845802211875911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=513845802211875911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/513845802211875911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/513845802211875911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes.html' title='Yes'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-2539386470841286453</id><published>2009-03-11T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:14:09.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh!</title><content type='html'>When the pain is hard to handle, you just have to sigh and bring your self back to smile. I thought that everything would be on the right place after I made a decision but the outcome is the opposite of what I expected to happen. Hard to understand, do I have to explain everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-2539386470841286453?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2539386470841286453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=2539386470841286453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2539386470841286453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2539386470841286453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh.html' title='Sigh!'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-2361840075961726238</id><published>2009-02-25T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:11:39.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>Somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SaV543_XiYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/g0cwl88dfAU/s1600-h/QZMgZmD6nIeBVQsmR9edtQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SaV543_XiYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/g0cwl88dfAU/s200/QZMgZmD6nIeBVQsmR9edtQ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306781753935366530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend once advised me to stop contacting my ex. Honestly, I already did a clean cut of whatever communication we have but one day he needed help, and I would not refuse to extend help. I didn't have any idea what was he up to. Is this just to break the silence I have? Or just to remind me of him? I am in great despair knowing I didn't really know what to think about this. I'm ready to help but things have changed and these changes encourage me to withdraw such action. Don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'm single now, I used to like lonely songs. They are a great reminder of how a companion can help through tough times. Here is a lovely song of a person of how he needed a better half and a partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody to share,&lt;br /&gt;share the rest of my life,&lt;br /&gt;share my innermost thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;know my intimate details;&lt;br /&gt;someone who'll stand by my side&lt;br /&gt;and give me support.&lt;br /&gt;And in return&lt;br /&gt;he'll get my support.&lt;br /&gt;he will listen to me&lt;br /&gt;when I want to speak&lt;br /&gt;about the world we live in&lt;br /&gt;and life in general.&lt;br /&gt;Though my views may be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;they may even be perverted,&lt;br /&gt;he'll hear me out&lt;br /&gt;and won't easily be converted&lt;br /&gt;to my way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, he'll often disagree.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;he will understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;for me passionately&lt;br /&gt;with every thought and with every breath.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll help me see things&lt;br /&gt;in a different light;&lt;br /&gt;all the things I detest&lt;br /&gt;I will almost like.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;to anyone's strings.&lt;br /&gt;I'm carefully trying to steer clear of those things.&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm asleep,&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody&lt;br /&gt;who will put his arms around me&lt;br /&gt;and kiss me tenderly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-2361840075961726238?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/2361840075961726238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=2361840075961726238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2361840075961726238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/2361840075961726238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/02/somebody.html' title='Somebody'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SaV543_XiYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/g0cwl88dfAU/s72-c/QZMgZmD6nIeBVQsmR9edtQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-6052684057969350714</id><published>2009-01-30T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:59:48.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garni hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bb hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huntley hotels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nick hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='janes hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel hall'/><title type='text'>Hotels I'd like to Visit</title><content type='html'>I was browsing some beautiful places to spend the honeymoons and specially where to stay. So here, I compiled my chosen hotels at a quick look at their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Italy: St. Regis Grand Hotel, Rome&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, The St. Regis Grand Hotel was nominated to Condé Nast Traveler's 2005 Gold List following a meticulous $35 million restoration. The St. Regis Grand Hotel, Rome, is a top of the line hotel and was named on Condé Nast Traveler’s 2005 Gold List. It has recently gone through a restoration and offers travelers the best in services and amenities. There are deluxe, lavish interiors and an serious exterior, creating an inviting atmosphere. This landmark hotel offers beautiful accommodations. &lt;br /&gt;The Superior Guest Rooms feature large marble-tiled bathrooms with elegant marble vanities. custom cabinets containing a mini-bar and dark wood writing tables. All of the 138 guest rooms and 23 suites have unique personalities and are elegantly decorated in a combination of Empire, Regency and Louis XV styles. Well-equipped bath amenities and extraordinarily comfortable beds guarantee a relaxing vacation. &lt;br /&gt;This hotel aims to please even the most difficult travelers. It offers a 24-hour butler service ensures all needs are met rapidly and successfully.&lt;br /&gt;Dining at the hotel is a truly memorable. “Vivendo” restaurant prepares creative traditional Italian cuisine with fresh ingredients, offering a unique seasonal menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hawaii: Sheraton Maui Resort and Spa&lt;br /&gt;The Sheraton Maui Resort &amp; Spa is the premier location for a dream Hawaiian vacation. Situated on Kaanapali Beach, the Sheraton Maui Resort is the most romantic escape in all the Hawaiian Islands … the dramatic point at which the legendary Black Rock of Kaanapali meets the ocean. Anchored by the Black Rock itself, this spectacular Maui hotel beckons hopeless romantics, discerning honeymooners, and fun-seeking families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tahiti: Les Tipaniers, Moorea&lt;br /&gt;Charming little hotel sitting on the beach with bungalows built in Polynesian style. Located at the end of the North coast by the Hauru's point.&lt;br /&gt;Shallow and safe water for swimming and snorkeling which makes it deal when traveling with children.&lt;br /&gt;4km away from the main hotel, in Papetoai, Tipaniers Iti is an annex offering 5 seaside bungalows with kitchen. Possibility to rent bikes and free transfer at night to go the restaurant of Les Tipaniers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Costa Rica: Cariblue Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Cariblue is just few steps away from the white pristine Cocles beach; the finely decorated bungalows are nestled in a lush tropical garden. The swimming pool area is the ideal place for relaxing in the Jacuzzi or enjoying a typical drink at the Wet Bar, living the magic atmosphere of the jungle with all the comforts you need. Fine seafood Italian restaurant “Soleluna” in the gorgeous thatched palm rancho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mexico: Dreams Cancun Resort &amp; Spa&lt;br /&gt;Dreams Cancun Resort &amp; Spa, formerly the Camino Real, is exclusively situated at the shore point known as Punta Cancun, is the only resort surrounded on three sides by the brilliant turquoise Caribbean. A variety of room and suite sizes meet any family's needs. All offer private balcony views of the ocean, beaches, lagoon or gardens. Each are luxuriously appointed with marble floors, elegant furnishings, dining area, mini-bar, satellite TV and 24-hour room service. Several provide private whirlpools and other enhanced luxury amenities and service. You'll enjoy shimmering pools and fully-equipped fitness center &amp; spa offering massage, beauty and facial services. There are four excellent restaurants, plus friendly lounges and bars, all part of your All-Inclusive package. Dreams Cancun Resort &amp; Spa is a luxury resort combining traditional Mayan with contemporary Mexican architecture on three magnificent beaches. Dreams Cancun Resort &amp; Spa guarantees magnificent ocean views and boasts open spaces featuring beautiful interior atriums, providing the enjoyment of warm tropical breezes and the calm, turquoise sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. France: Best Western Marne La Valle Hotel&lt;br /&gt;This Best Western boasts peaceful and lush settings in Marne-la-Vallée, half an hour from the centre of Paris, and close to Disneyland Paris and the Val d'Europe shopping centre. &lt;br /&gt;The Best Western Marne La Vallée offers a range of accommodation, services and facilities ideal for both leisure and business stays. All rooms are en suite, spacious, air-conditioned and equipped with Wi-Fi access. There are family rooms for families of 4, and connecting rooms are also available. &lt;br /&gt;The restaurant, Le Briard, was renovated in 2008 and serves traditional French cuisine. The Bar L'Arche offers a wide variety of drinks and cocktails. &lt;br /&gt;Service-minded staff will try their best to help you make the most of your stay, and guests can purchase tickets for Disneyland Resort Paris at the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Maldives: Banyan Tree Maldives&lt;br /&gt;Banyan Tree Madivaru sets unprecedented standards of luxury accommodation in Maldives. Madivaru island features a pristine white sandy beach, a beautiful lagoon and is surrounded by breathtaking house reefs, where guests can expect a high level of privacy coupled with the finest service yet in the quintessential Banyan Tree experience.&lt;br /&gt;The resort features an exclusive cluster of freestanding Tented Pool Villas – the first of its kind in Maldives. It boasts inspired desert island décor with timber flooring, two outdoor showers, handcrafted wood furniture and luxurious tent canopies. Meals and scheduled excursions are all-inclusive, ensuring that guests enjoy the very best of fresh catches and marine activities. Island Hosts are available around the clock to ensure that guests want for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;With an established reputation in the Maldives, Banyan Tree has created an exclusive island sanctuary that will touch the senses of its guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Anguilla: Carimar Beach Resort&lt;br /&gt;Just outside your door, Carimar invites you to swim, snorkel or dive ... or fish, windsurf, sail or scuba nearby. You can have a romantic beach-side dinner at home, which you can prepare with your fresh purchases from one of several food markets on the island. You can take advantage of the many different culinary experiences offered throughout Anguilla. From Continental to West Indian, the emphasis is on fresh, local seafood. St. Martin, which is only a 20-minute ferry ride away, providesexclusive shopping, sightseeing, nightlife and casinos. For day trips and new discoveries, the islands of Saba and St. Barth's are easily reached through inter-island flights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Fiji: Aquarius Fiji&lt;br /&gt;Considered as one of Fijis most beautiful luxury homes, located on Nadi Bays 2km Wailoaloa Beach, owners Louise &amp; Terry Buckley converted this property into a hotel in early 2003, now described as the leading new age budget backpacker resort in the south west pacific with affordable prices.  &lt;br /&gt;Aquarius Fiji offers a wide range of accommodation. On the main floor, there are two bed dorms along with six and twelve bed dorms all with private bathrooms. Located on the second floor are Standard double rooms with balconies and Ocean view doubles with huge balconies overlooking the pool, beach, Sabeto Hills, Mamanuca and Yasawa Island all ensuite. Wailoaloa Beach has very limited development so guests have the advantage of the privacy of a 2km beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Greece: Acropolis Museum Boutique, Athens  &lt;br /&gt;For your accommodation requirements look no further than the unique "Acropolis Museum Boutique Hotel", located centrally in the city, providing an ideal base from which visitors can explore all that Athens has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;The "Acropolis Museum Boutique Hotel" is housed in a classical building that underwent complete renovation in 2007. &lt;br /&gt;There are a total of 22 beautifully furnished and comfortable rooms split up over the 1st, 2nd and 3rd floors. They have a charming selection of single, double, triple and family rooms available.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel is conveniently located just a short distance from the Acropolis and the new Acropolis Museum. It is also a short distance away from the unique Plaka area of Athens. In Plaka you will find a wonderful choice of restaurants, bars and cafes, as well as a variety of shops selling a range of products and gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-6052684057969350714?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6052684057969350714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=6052684057969350714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6052684057969350714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6052684057969350714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotels-id-like-to-visit.html' title='Hotels I&apos;d like to Visit'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-7289688116341042654</id><published>2009-01-23T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:44:24.540-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Struggles'/><title type='text'>How My One Week Looked Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SXpycqiCUNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QcxFSTEthYw/s1600-h/Stolen_by_instantvoodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SXpycqiCUNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QcxFSTEthYw/s320/Stolen_by_instantvoodo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294670148706390226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I've been doing for a week and it seems to prolong the boredom I feel in life right now. My life is so scheduled and repetitive in which I definitely dislike. At 5:40 am I would wake up, take a shower, get dressed, and prepare for breakfast. Before 7:00 am, I walk 50 meters and reach a road and ride a vehicle to the office. At the office, I sit down and work, work, work till 3:00 pm strikes.  And my work? It's the never ending compilation of porn materials, who would be happy at the thought of it? Unless you're a porn addict, this project would thrill you. As for me, I kinda want to protest about it .After duty, I'd go ahead back to home, boarding house actually but I'd prefer to call it a home. In one weeks time I almost memorize the banners and streamers along the way. Arriving home alone, I’d open the gate and welcome myself in. I'd sit for a while and decide to listen to music. Sometimes I'd nap and wake up at 4:30 - 5:00 pm. But that is rare to happen, when I'm not sleeping, I immediately go for a drink (milk) and prepare for supper, I eat supper around 5:30 to 6:00 pm. After fixing the kitchen, I'd fix myself, washing my face and all the stuff a woman do following her daily regimen. After that? It's too early to go to bed, sometimes I do laundry and scrub the floor. When nothing is left to do, I would lie down and read a novel. Thanks to a friend who happily lends her books to me. And then my housemate would arrive also from their work, tired. We would chat for a while and get back to scanning the book I'm reading ,until I became drowsy and feel asleep. But before that I would prepare my bag for morrows work. I would wake up tomorrow with the same flow of scenes. Till one day while walking for home I was telling myself. This is so boring and so predictable. Isn't it wrong to pray for challenges to come along? I feel so static. I want   something new. I want some action in my life, something thrilling, suspense and mixed with drama. I want to worry sometimes, to think about something. “God, is it wrong to ask some changes in my life?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-7289688116341042654?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7289688116341042654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=7289688116341042654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7289688116341042654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7289688116341042654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-desperately-want-to-go-home.html' title='How My One Week Looked Like'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SXpycqiCUNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QcxFSTEthYw/s72-c/Stolen_by_instantvoodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-7477287595185272654</id><published>2009-01-07T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:10:28.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>Cinema Paradiso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRwhu5xB3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3_fmB1lUdLs/s1600-h/1-CF0808_CinemaParadiso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRwhu5xB3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3_fmB1lUdLs/s320/1-CF0808_CinemaParadiso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288475587268118386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cannot forget how the movie 'Cinema Paradiso' left a remarkable influence in my life.Since the day I got to watched it, I become so delighted about its story and its protagonist and the love of his love. The movie opened up my mind and wondered if true love does really exist.The movie exemplifies about the necessity to let go of the past.The protagonist wouldn't know how to let go. He is unfortunately trapped from the past.Even though he became so wealthy and all his material needs are meet,sadness can be glimpse at his face. Almost all pretty women would run after him but this does not satisfies him.After learning that his first love is married to his bestfriend, he soon realized that he need to get a life and start a new one.It's true that first love is hard to forget and it's impossible to forget them either but it's crazy to wait and expect for the old flame to come back. We need to get up from our feet so we can recover and be whole again. Back to the movie, I suggest you watch it, it will really move you. It is a 1988 film and it centers about love, friendship, family, art (making of movies). It won an Oscar Award of Best Foreign Language Film, Best Film,Best Music, Actor of the Year on 1991 and among other awards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-7477287595185272654?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7477287595185272654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=7477287595185272654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7477287595185272654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7477287595185272654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/cinema-paradiso.html' title='Cinema Paradiso'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRwhu5xB3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3_fmB1lUdLs/s72-c/1-CF0808_CinemaParadiso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-1328333129717749140</id><published>2009-01-05T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:43:17.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A guy named 'Another Pain'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKg-5joQDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dRsDzg7YiSM/s1600-h/0d858b1ebf5f16c5daef9c34fce260b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKg-5joQDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dRsDzg7YiSM/s320/0d858b1ebf5f16c5daef9c34fce260b3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287965914948976690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a guy I named 'another pain'. It is only I who knows this since I never &lt;br /&gt;shared it to anyone. Let's say I have had a bad experience in lovelife a year ago,a heartbreaking letting go of someone. And after a while I finally give in into falling in love again (not that deep kind of feeling, it was just an attraction maybe) to a guy named 'another pain'.I named him that way simply because I can feel that he is another pain or who would just add pains maybe because he cannot love me back.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not asking him for that.That's too much.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many another pains in the world. They are everywhere, unstoppable and their number continues to grow. The more another pain, the more tears to flow. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-1328333129717749140?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1328333129717749140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=1328333129717749140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1328333129717749140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1328333129717749140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/guy-named-another-pain.html' title='A guy named &apos;Another Pain&apos;'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKg-5joQDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dRsDzg7YiSM/s72-c/0d858b1ebf5f16c5daef9c34fce260b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-5174315546983715804</id><published>2009-01-05T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:46:40.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To be thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Many Thanks To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKYpuESQVI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUmMZlqAfNM/s1600-h/Reason_to_be_happy_by_Lohey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKYpuESQVI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUmMZlqAfNM/s320/Reason_to_be_happy_by_Lohey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287956754994446674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought of you today and reflect on the good things &lt;br /&gt;life has brought since you came. I would like to show you &lt;br /&gt;what you have made to me and would like to thank you for these things. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for watching my direction and for following me whenever I tend to stumble&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for telling me that these words exists: hope, love and faith &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for seeing my worth&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me believe that there is love after it has lost&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making my eyes glow again&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel that I am needed and of importance&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel that I'm in my best every time I smile&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for finding me &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing me these things and that love is worth sacrificing and worthbelieving&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me feel that I still deserve to be loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-5174315546983715804?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/5174315546983715804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=5174315546983715804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/5174315546983715804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/5174315546983715804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you.html' title='Many Thanks To You'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWKYpuESQVI/AAAAAAAAADs/FUmMZlqAfNM/s72-c/Reason_to_be_happy_by_Lohey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-4648418441634543751</id><published>2008-12-27T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:51:16.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singleness'/><title type='text'>Singleness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRe1uqqwSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EzZtz4lnYL8/s1600-h/Sad_eyes_by_Beautifullycursed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRe1uqqwSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EzZtz4lnYL8/s200/Sad_eyes_by_Beautifullycursed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288456139592876322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are times that I cannot escape to the idea of how bad being single is, not that really bad but there are disadvantages of not having a partner. In every situation there are advantages and disadvantages but let me tell you few disadvantages of being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No one to carry your bags when you’re going shopping&lt;br /&gt;2. No one to help you choose which sandal suits to you&lt;br /&gt;3. No one would assist you when you are riding a vehicle&lt;br /&gt;4. No one to tell you if the dress  you wear looks nicely to you&lt;br /&gt;5. No one to call you just to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;6. No one to wake you up with a text message of good morning&lt;br /&gt;7. No one to visit you when you are sick or something is happening to you&lt;br /&gt;8. No one to check if you have arrive home safely&lt;br /&gt;9. No one to remind you to eat every meal&lt;br /&gt;10. No one to scold you when you stayed late at night&lt;br /&gt;11. No one to hug&lt;br /&gt;12. No one to kiss&lt;br /&gt;13. No one to share your deepest emotions&lt;br /&gt;14. No one to listen to your every word&lt;br /&gt;15. No one to cry on&lt;br /&gt;16. No one to fetch you up at the office&lt;br /&gt;17. No one to stare at you for a longer time&lt;br /&gt;18. No one would say ‘I love you’&lt;br /&gt;19. No one to give cards and letters and flowers&lt;br /&gt;20. No holding hands where you feel safe&lt;br /&gt;21. No one to love&lt;br /&gt;22. No one to spend time together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These are just what my heart tells me so at the moment, but this does not mean to be true at all times, these statements could change any time until I fall again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-4648418441634543751?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4648418441634543751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=4648418441634543751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4648418441634543751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4648418441634543751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/12/singleness.html' title='Singleness'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRe1uqqwSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EzZtz4lnYL8/s72-c/Sad_eyes_by_Beautifullycursed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-6549907287709491455</id><published>2008-12-26T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:54:42.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Our Grand Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo6bN7xpI/AAAAAAAAADc/u2wOOv1Z3pA/s1600-h/P8050078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo6bN7xpI/AAAAAAAAADc/u2wOOv1Z3pA/s200/P8050078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284033984504514194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo5j0wPwI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZhhB_SUNFlQ/s1600-h/blahhhhhhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo5j0wPwI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZhhB_SUNFlQ/s200/blahhhhhhhh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284033969634950914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo30IthsI/AAAAAAAAADM/bEQhiwfPY2Q/s1600-h/image437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo30IthsI/AAAAAAAAADM/bEQhiwfPY2Q/s200/image437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284033939653887682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo3q63rKI/AAAAAAAAADE/LWeHh3yb1Jk/s1600-h/image430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo3q63rKI/AAAAAAAAADE/LWeHh3yb1Jk/s200/image430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284033937179913378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo3fIcr4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/c1c-cePIm9U/s1600-h/1-918575984l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo3fIcr4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/c1c-cePIm9U/s200/1-918575984l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284033934015639426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our company's Christmas Party took place last December 20, 2008 in a distinguished restaurant in the City. It run very well with gowns and coat and tie worn by my respected co-workers (I'm in the white gown). Everybody looked so fabulous and elegant so I make sure to keep some pictures of the said event. Above are few copies for you to view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-6549907287709491455?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/6549907287709491455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=6549907287709491455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6549907287709491455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/6549907287709491455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-grand-night.html' title='Our Grand Night'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSo6bN7xpI/AAAAAAAAADc/u2wOOv1Z3pA/s72-c/P8050078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-4601772514374119827</id><published>2008-12-26T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:06:14.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas season'/><title type='text'>Nine Mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSjO9dM_xI/AAAAAAAAACM/DmUvC4U4ejE/s1600-h/my+choice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSjO9dM_xI/AAAAAAAAACM/DmUvC4U4ejE/s200/my+choice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284027740222979858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's  been a tradition to every Christian to welcome the Birth of Jesus Christ every year at Christmas Season and it is celebrated for nine mornings. I'm one of those devoted Christian who believe with this. To some it takes a lot of effort to do so, waking up at dawn and staying awake early to hear everyday mass and experience the cool breeze enough to remind that Christmas is really here. Some find it discomforting to stand outside the church while attending the mass due to being late,it's true that mixed emotions are taking place at the thought of participation of the Holy mass. Some are excited that there wishes would come true and some are just happy knowing that there love ones are with them during this time of the year. In my own, I religiously attend this kind of activity because I feel so honored that I am one of the sons of God whom I faithfullly believe that He will be happy upon seeing me welcoming Him and celebrating His birth. I'd just thought it would be a wonderful gift to Him to thank Him for all the blessings throughout my whole life.A feeling of completeness is within me thinking about this. And because I completed the nine mornings I can say that It's indeed a Merry Christmas.I Could not ask for more this Christmas, His presence is enough. Happy Birthday Papa Jesus. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-4601772514374119827?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/4601772514374119827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=4601772514374119827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4601772514374119827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/4601772514374119827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/12/nine-mornings.html' title='Nine Mornings'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SVSjO9dM_xI/AAAAAAAAACM/DmUvC4U4ejE/s72-c/my+choice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-842828061939185265</id><published>2008-12-04T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:20:57.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas season'/><title type='text'>Sometimes late at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/STn9mTXuykI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDbdnE4LLmU/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 81px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/STn9mTXuykI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDbdnE4LLmU/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276527272917912130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast and Christmas season is here, it's in the air! People get so busy decorating their own houses and filling it with Christmas lights and Santa figures. How exciting could that be that the favorite time of the year is finally here, favorite foods to prepare and to be joyfully shared with special people later, gifts uniquely wrapped are to be exchanged, and site seeing of wonderfully crafted Christmas inspired spots in the city. Truly magnificent time of the year.But this time also makes me remember of the past, a special person who would probably not come back. Last night, I was in tears I don't know why I still cried for him. It had been 8 months that I don't see him or have a news from him. We don't have a deeper communication. The sad thing occurs last night, I miss him badly! How could I ever forget him? I was in deep pain thinking he is miles away holding another arms. And the thought that I'm holding my own hand to keep me strong and compose makes me weaker, he can't hold my hands anymore! The point is I have to be strong, on my own, by my own, cause who would take care of my heart now? Except for myself, that is why I'm telling myself 'Hold on Yani'. I have always cling to God at this tough times, I keep questioning myself of when will I finally be okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-842828061939185265?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/842828061939185265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=842828061939185265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/842828061939185265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/842828061939185265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/12/blank.html' title='Sometimes late at night'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/STn9mTXuykI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDbdnE4LLmU/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-7039820522456918720</id><published>2008-11-26T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:54:03.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>To Xenia: We will miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:a5Ie6_EI9c9wvM:http://www.indianchild.com/images/angel5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 83px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:a5Ie6_EI9c9wvM:http://www.indianchild.com/images/angel5.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a grocery yesterday and have bought some of the things needed in the house. Since it was pay day yesterday, I was able to buy my personal needs.I got cramps in my hands due to the bag of goodies I brought with me including the rice and some plastic containers.But I really have fun that time until I realized my Tita texted me about a bad news. It was a heartbreaking news, our little cute cousin who have just celebrated her 6th birthday died yesterday at 3pm due to stage 4 liver cancer. She had already undergone an operation hoping to cure her illness but the doctor declared only miracle could save her life. Her 6th Birthday was celebrated last week just this month, and after a week she finally went for peace. It has been so hard for the family for she is the youngest and she suffered so much that we cannot take it anymore to glance at her. She was very ill and so sad. But now I believe she is now with God and God already healed her, our cute little angel. She has always been so jolly kid, always laughing and smiling.She gives joy to us by just smiling and now she's smiling with God. It was so sad that at the young age she's gone but we will understand. Life goes on. We will miss you Xenia and we will always remember you. You will always be the cutest cousin and the strongest one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-7039820522456918720?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7039820522456918720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=7039820522456918720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7039820522456918720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7039820522456918720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday.html' title='To Xenia: We will miss you'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-7336121702425870830</id><published>2008-11-16T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:01:32.338-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>I Appreciate this Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRhDIaeFXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7CSib1hp1x8/s1600-h/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRhDIaeFXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7CSib1hp1x8/s200/music.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288458568865813874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was listening to music over the radio, I heard a familiar song that's been played several times. But only then that I realized what was truly the meaning of the song, It was indeed a meaningful song, it's like a man is lovely serenading the love of his life, and the words it utter is uniquely crafted with words that will surely make women swept off with a smile when offered such a song. It makes a woman know her value, her worth and I'm sure woman would like that that they know that someone needs them. So here, I searched on the full lyrics of the my new added favorite song in my lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Will Reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;To make you feel secure&lt;br /&gt;Remove all your doubts&lt;br /&gt;So that you'll know for sure that you're the apple of my eye, girl&lt;br /&gt;Fulfillment of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Time, will show the value&lt;br /&gt;Of just what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;More precious than silver&lt;br /&gt;More precious than diamond rings or anything that I can give you&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through&lt;br /&gt;Well it is good to know you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Well this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us all will reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I love you, but you don't believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;More precious than silver&lt;br /&gt;More precious than diamond rings or anything that I can give you&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through&lt;br /&gt;But it is good to know you do, ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;But this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;But this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us all will reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da...&lt;br /&gt;Or anything that I could give you&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't have my love beside you there to guide you through&lt;br /&gt;Well it is good to know you do, ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;But this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;But this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that special love in us will all reveal in time&lt;br /&gt;So let your little heart lay down upon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;But this time love's for real&lt;br /&gt;In time it will reveal&lt;br /&gt;That special love that's deep inside of us will all reveal in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-7336121702425870830?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/7336121702425870830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=7336121702425870830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7336121702425870830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/7336121702425870830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-apprecaite-this-song.html' title='I Appreciate this Song'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6prra3FOYW4/SWRhDIaeFXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7CSib1hp1x8/s72-c/music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-1183155569923378257</id><published>2008-11-16T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:03:41.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>Talents Need to be Shared</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me and my two friends went to church and we have been enlightened with the mass that we attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections about Talent and the steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Acceptance of the Talent - it means to accept and appreciate what we have not only the talents and blessings that God has given to us but also the not so good experience that may come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Nurturing the Talent- we have to make sure that our talent is in full utilization and not be wasted, engage in activities that will nourish the talent and share it to others in a manner that will be of good benefit to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Accounting the Talent- God will ask you in the end of what you have done with the gifts that He have given you.Now make sure that nothing is really wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends went home carrying a new lesson. &lt;br /&gt;It's a good feeling to attend masses to cleanse and renew the mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-1183155569923378257?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/1183155569923378257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=1183155569923378257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1183155569923378257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/1183155569923378257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/11/talents-need-to-be-shared.html' title='Talents Need to be Shared'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666293695022788462.post-3131638439068614716</id><published>2008-10-23T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:04:11.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>My first post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/63/200479485_85f4341b71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 346px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/63/200479485_85f4341b71.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in the office today and my mind  won't just stop to wander. Everything is new, people around me, the environment and almost everything else. Got no specific topic to display with the new  blog, my cute officemate Bryan King had suggested me to create a blog. Nice to know there are people like him who would not hesitate to impart new ideas. He is also a certified blogger. Well, don't have a specific idea to share with, just this quote "No one is in control of your happiness but you; therefore, you have the power to change anything about yourself or your life that you want to change."  Enjoy life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666293695022788462-3131638439068614716?l=phasechanginglife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/feeds/3131638439068614716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=666293695022788462&amp;postID=3131638439068614716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/3131638439068614716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/666293695022788462/posts/default/3131638439068614716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phasechanginglife.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-blog.html' title='My first post'/><author><name>yanilea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15036514696368977670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/63/200479485_85f4341b71_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
