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They put those little plastic table on pizzas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; 2. The most popular people are always the one's who hate everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;3. People park in driveways and drive in parkways.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;4. You can never tickle yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5. If vegetable oil is made of vegetables and Olive oil is made of Olives, what is baby oil made of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;6. Dentists ask questions when they stick things in your mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7. Jell-O jiggles. 8. All the good things in life--chocolate, fastfood and candy -- are bad for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9. Swiss cheese has holes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10.You press harder on a romote control when you know the batteries are low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;11.Girls with curly hair want straight hair, and vice-versa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;12.Yawning is contagious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;13.The word "Psycho", is spelled with a "P" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;14.When you are just browsing in a store, a salesperson asks if you need help, but when you really need help, they are nowhere to be found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;15.People eat fattening foods, then drink a diet soda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;16.Beer is advertised on roadside billboards when it is illegal to drink and drive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;17.All planes have floatation devices but never parachutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;18.British people don't sound british when they sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;19.Umbrellas are made with metal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;20.Noses run and feet smell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21.When something tastes gross, people urge others to taste it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22.If you spend time in the sun, your skin gets dark and your hair gets light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.Glue doesn't stick to the inside of the bottle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-6980614468281837759?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/6980614468281837759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=6980614468281837759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SVrDYEjdk7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xx28UvjtJz0/s1600-h/puto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SVrDYEjdk7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/xx28UvjtJz0/s320/puto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285751930979455922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/dkaneko/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for me not to forget this puto recipe that my aunt made to perfection...&lt;/span&gt;Im posting it here and share with the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;6tbsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;3 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 of the box of water&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs&lt;br /&gt;vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix first dry then add all liquid... boil some eggs for the toppings and add a lot of cheese... so perferct for new year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-618255530707627278?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/618255530707627278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=618255530707627278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/618255530707627278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/618255530707627278'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-7389589620893333154?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/7389589620893333154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=7389589620893333154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7389589620893333154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7389589620893333154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessed-christmas-to-all.html' title='A Blessed Christmas to all'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o26/digitalicing/ClipArt/th_311e8c34.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-4256209873931150214</id><published>2008-12-16T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:06:29.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Got this funny story of a newly wed in the net the other day that made me laugh my heart out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newlywed Problem&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;A young couple decided to wed. As the big day approached, they grew apprehensive. Each had a problem they had never before shared with anyone, not even each other. The Groom-to-be, overcoming his fear, decided to ask his father for advice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"Father," he said, "I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage." His father replied, "Don't you love this girl?" "Oh yes, very much," he said," but you see, I have very smelly feet, and I'm afraid that my fiance will be put off by them." "No problem," said dad, "all you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible,and always wear socks, even to bed." Well, to him this seemed a workable solution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decided to take her problem up with her mom." Mom," she said, "When I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful." "Honey," her mother consoled, "everyone has bad breath in the morning." "No, you don't understand,. My morning breath is so bad, I'm afraid that my fiance will not want to sleep in the same room with me." Her mother said simply, "Try this. In the morning, get straight out of bed, and head for the kitchen and make breakfast. While the family is busy eating, move on to the bathroom and brush your teeth. The key is, not to say a word until you've brushed your teeth." "I shouldn't say good morning or anything?" the daughter asked. "Not a word," her mother affirmed. "Well, it's certainly worth a try," she thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The loving couple were finally married. Not forgetting the advice each had received, he with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they managed quite well. That is, until about six months later. Shortly before dawn one morning, the husband wakes with a start to find that one of his socks had come off. Fearful of the consequences, he frantically searches the bed. This, of course, wakes his bride and without thinking, she asks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"What on earth are you doing?" "Oh, my," he replies, "you've swallowed my sock!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-4256209873931150214?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/4256209873931150214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=4256209873931150214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/4256209873931150214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/4256209873931150214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-story.html' title='FUNNY STORY'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-8234352821261312246</id><published>2008-12-15T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:37:06.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST GIFT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUb4JDD6noI/AAAAAAAAADM/ilBwjxcu1YI/s1600-h/DSCF0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280180447462727298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUb4JDD6noI/AAAAAAAAADM/ilBwjxcu1YI/s320/DSCF0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;This is that time of the year between Thanksgiving and Christmas when people go shopping for special gifts for those they love. As I started to think back on the gifts I have been given over the years, however, it wasnt the ones that came wrapped up under a tree that moved me the most. The gifts that most touched my soul are the ones that came from the hearts of those around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;1. Special Hugs and kisses my hubby would give me that squeezed the air out of my lungs and warmed my heart at the same time are a gift I will always cherish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;2. The gift of Mama and Papa- a loving and joyous smile still lives on in my heart and soul today. I always felt happier when I saw it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;3. Those childhood touch ball and girly games my brother and I had in the sunshine, rain, and even the snow are a gift of fun that still makes me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;4. The countless repairs my Dad made on my shoe boxes that i made as my doll home when i was a kid, His love and cares over the years is a gift I can never repay. His help kept me driving and his love kept me going during some of the toughest points in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;5. Those phone calls from my Aunt that keep me smiling for half the day are another priceless gift I still enjoy. They always lift my spirits as high as Heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;6.The hugs, smiles, laughter and kind words that are shared with my friends and my colleagues are daily gifts that I wouldnt trade for all the presents in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;7.The letters and cards I get from my wonderful online friends also have a special place under the Christmas tree in my heart. They have made my soul rich beyond compare. All of these gifts remind me too that Love is the greatest gift of all The love that God has for us and the love that we share with each other is what life is all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Love gives meaning to our days, joy to our hearts, and wealth to our souls. It makes us brighter, the world better, and brings God closer. May you always have the time of your life then giving the best gift of all.&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/6769795244852506776-8234352821261312246?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/8234352821261312246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=8234352821261312246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8234352821261312246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8234352821261312246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-gift.html' title='THE BEST GIFT'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUb4JDD6noI/AAAAAAAAADM/ilBwjxcu1YI/s72-c/DSCF0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-7868047602251946389</id><published>2008-12-15T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:37:41.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing PAPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;This article from the net made me cry. It's a great piece, very much worth the read for anyone who has lost a parent. And Im one of them who miss a DAD but is longing in silence. Hope you will enjoy this story as much as i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Some wounds take years to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(written by Bobbie Seidel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.app.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050205/ENT03/502050362/1055/LIFE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;published in the Asbury Park Press 02/5/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was getting into my car outside a bookstore last week when I saw them: a woman in her late 40s or early 50s and an elderly man walking very slowly toward their car.&lt;br /&gt;He leaned into her, his hand gripping her arm for support as his bent body shuffled forward, small step by small step.&lt;br /&gt;My heart kind of raced, and I thought: I'd give anything to have Dad here so I could walk beside him that way again.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I had spoken out loud and tears were running down my face.&lt;br /&gt;These past two months have been particularly filled with longing — there's no other word for it — for my father's presence, perhaps because December marked two years since he died. Such dates are so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I've rarely spoken about that fierce longing for the sight and sound of him, which arises at unexpected moments, as impossible to ignore as a howling dog.&lt;br /&gt;The few times I have spoken about my grief, it's mostly been with my friend Andrea, who's been experiencing her own grief after losing her mother, sister and brother-in-law, all in a fairly short time. It's as though we speak a language all our own, one that tries but fails to define a sadness unlike any other.&lt;br /&gt;Psychologists say it takes about five years to get through the stages of mourning — until we reach acceptance — whether it's over the death of a loved one or the end of a long marriage.&lt;br /&gt;And time, the saying goes, heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, all of that is true.&lt;br /&gt;I no longer get the crazy feeling that it's all a dream, that when I wake up in the morning, Dad will be alive. And there are days when I'm so busy I don't think of him until that moment just before sleep, when silence, exhaustion and darkness can set the mind roaming.&lt;br /&gt;But one recent day was very bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn independent, capable of researching any topic, then making my own, sometimes foolhardy, decisions. But there I was, so frustrated because I couldn't talk to Dad about the car repairs or how to get through to my son on something important.&lt;br /&gt;Logically, I knew this was because old habits are hard to break; I spent a lifetime relying on Dad's common-sense wisdom. I knew, too, this was part of moving through those "stages."&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to hear his voice so badly that I thought perhaps there was something wrong with me, so I phoned my daughter and asked: Do you think about Grandpa? Do you miss him?She was both startled and serious as she answered: Of course! A lot.&lt;br /&gt;Odd, I thought. She and I are so close, yet we don't speak about Dad. We've each been mourning him alone, keeping it inside.&lt;br /&gt;Silence isn't golden when it comes to grief; it's deadly. Grief is a virus that sickens the spirit; keeping quiet is a false cure.&lt;br /&gt;The antidote is accepting that grief is part of life and loving, and one day, that fierce, painful longing will be faint and tolerable.&lt;br /&gt;Even then, the sight of someone who reminds us of our loved one will set our heart racing. But that's OK, too, because such memory is the way we honor those we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-7868047602251946389?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/7868047602251946389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=7868047602251946389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7868047602251946389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7868047602251946389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/missing-papa.html' title='Missing PAPA'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-2223881508594590681</id><published>2008-12-14T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:38:56.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYER FOR THE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUWZAy4_XkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/izJH64CVScc/s1600-h/1_714523401l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279794377101631042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUWZAy4_XkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/izJH64CVScc/s320/1_714523401l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Jacky forwarded me this beautiful prayer... S im sharing it with the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"May today be all you need it to be May the Peace of God and the freshness of the Holy Spirit rest in your thoughts, rule in your dreams tonight, and conquer all your fears. May God manifest himself today in ways you have never experienced€¦May your joys be fulfilled, your dreams be closer, and your prayers be answered. I pray that faith enters a new height for you; I pray that your territory is enlarged. I pray for peace, healing, health, happiness, prosperity, joy, truth and undying love for God .&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/6769795244852506776-2223881508594590681?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/2223881508594590681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=2223881508594590681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2223881508594590681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2223881508594590681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/prayer-for-day.html' title='PRAYER FOR THE DAY'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUWZAy4_XkI/AAAAAAAAAC4/izJH64CVScc/s72-c/1_714523401l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-8505205865471376613</id><published>2008-12-10T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:43:31.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIOMER!!!.... HAPPY BDAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUB7Bx2EzYI/AAAAAAAAACw/G8VDaRJ_BKg/s1600-h/1_146132724l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278354033768451458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUB7Bx2EzYI/AAAAAAAAACw/G8VDaRJ_BKg/s320/1_146132724l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I have written couple of blogs about this bez of mine... but since today is yet another added milestone in his life.. he surely deserve a treat and the opportunity to be featured in this blog... He can either love or hate this... this is a full revelation blog of a vulnerable yet charming bez of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. I've had some pretty consistent good friends in my life. Momo and Julie are one of them...Momo I think is some kind of metaphysical answer to what I was lacking growing up.. a friend who stick to me like a brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. A misleading guy for his ex flings... hahahaa....i say flings coz it sprungs from flirting... I dont know who flirted first.. hmmm.. but knowing him... Amongst the10% he was the initiator... the remaining 90% is blindness of those ex flings.... joke joke joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. A good housekeeper.. literally... he can organize and put things in order in the household.. better than a woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. Trip to TOTO.. ritualistic hobby of this guy is getting along 5-6 times a day with Mr. Toto... with his ipod touch, or any reading materials.. he finds solemnity for every release...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;4. Addicted to games and Dr. House... weekends are spent with dr. house and soccer games in his psp's... his lousy weekend starts with Dr. House and ends with PSP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;5. Intelligent but not smart...bright but not witty...always by the book but never by deep thoughts... well it all rhymed enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;6. Adobo pro... can cook adobo and only adobo with perfection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;7. Twangled tongue... speaks with a twang....visayan english twang... but blames it on his rabbit teeth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BDAY MESSAGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;I can't give solutions to all of your life's problems, doubts, or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,nor the future with its untold stories.But I can be there now when you need me to care.I can't keep your feet from stumbling.I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;Yet I can share in your laughter.Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;I can only support you, encourage you,and help you when you ask.I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,from your values, from me.I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,room to be yourself.I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place.I can't tell you who you are.I can only love you and be your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-8505205865471376613?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/8505205865471376613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=8505205865471376613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8505205865471376613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8505205865471376613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/miomer-happy-bday.html' title='MIOMER!!!.... HAPPY BDAY!!!'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SUB7Bx2EzYI/AAAAAAAAACw/G8VDaRJ_BKg/s72-c/1_146132724l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-541159613784582107</id><published>2008-12-09T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:16:18.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HOT WATER BOTTLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST80eFvxjiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VBTxAHB8RFs/s1600-h/reaching-water-desert_~0305014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277994979844787746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST80eFvxjiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VBTxAHB8RFs/s320/reaching-water-desert_~0305014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;This is just too beautiful not to share... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Subject: Isaiah 65:24 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;This story was written by a doctor who worked in South Africa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in. Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). 'And it is our last hot water bottle!' she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'All right,' said, 'put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.' The following noon, as did most days, I went to have prayers with many of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. 'Please, God' she prayed, 'send us a water bottle. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, 'And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she'll know You really love her?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, 'Amen'. I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses' training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.!&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. &gt;From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a batch of buns for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out - yes, a brand-new, rubber hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, 'If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!' Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small, beautifully dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking up at me, she asked: 'Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it 'that afternoon.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Before they call, I will answer' (Isaiah 65:24) This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that's all you have to do. No strings attached! . Just send it on to whomever you want - but do send it on. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue praying for one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I ask you to bless my friends reading this right now. I am asking You to minister to their spirit at this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubting, release a renewed confidence to work through them. Where there is tiredness or exhaustion, I ask You to give them understanding, guidance, and strength as they learn submission to Your leading. Where there is spiritual stagnation, I ask You to renew them by revealing Your nearness, and by drawing them into greater intimacy with You. Where there is fear, reveal Your love, and release to them Your courage. Where there is a sin blocking them, reveal it, and break its hold over my friend's life. Bless their finances, give them greater vision, and raise up leaders and friends to support and encourage them. Give each of them discernment to recognize the evil forces around them, and reveal to them the power they have in You to defeat it. I ask you to do these things in Jesus' name. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps if you're not willing to move your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-541159613784582107?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/541159613784582107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=541159613784582107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/541159613784582107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/541159613784582107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/hot-water-bottle.html' title='THE HOT WATER BOTTLE'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST80eFvxjiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/VBTxAHB8RFs/s72-c/reaching-water-desert_~0305014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-1779575979360247558</id><published>2008-12-09T00:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:19:42.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passage of the Day- Facing challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST81RAYJLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/QglsHX_tAww/s1600-h/1_338126844l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277995854576824114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST81RAYJLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/QglsHX_tAww/s320/1_338126844l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Life is replete with all sorts of challenges. Day after day, we encounter a number of challenges that test our mettle and determine our character. The manner in which we handle these daily opportunities has a great deal to do with the kind of lives we get to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people in this country fail to grab their fair share their dreams simply because they shy away and back down from the challenges of life. They miss out on the best life has to offer because they are unwilling to offer their best in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners, on the other hand, love to be challenged. These champions can hardly wait to put their best to the test. They understand that the only way for their life to get better is for them to get better; and the only way they will get better is to answer each and every challenge without hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have to condition orselves to habitually jump at the chance to answer every challenge presented. we must believe, I mean really believe with every fiber of our being, that we can count on ourself to make things happen. The only way you or I or anyone else can succeed is to play the game of life at full throttle – with nothing held back and nothing left undone. Only this type of single minded commitment to excellence in everything you say, think and do will open up the doors of unparallelled opportunity you never knew existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you prepared, right here and right now, to put your best to the test? Are you ready to live the life you’ve always dreamed about by laying everything, and I do mean everything, on the line right here and right now? You better believe you are. You were born ready, whether you know it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake about it, you have what it takes to answer each and every challenge life casts your direction. It’s high time that you to put your best to the test and start answering all of the challenges life throws in your direction. Don’t back up, back down or back away when the going gets a little rough, but instead rise to the challenge and make your life the exciting adventure it needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to answer the challenge and forcefully take control of your life? The winner inside you says YES, YES, YES! Never, ever say no to this winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.motivational-inspirational-corner.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The Motivational and Inspirational Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-1779575979360247558?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/1779575979360247558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=1779575979360247558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1779575979360247558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1779575979360247558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/passage-of-day-facing-challenges.html' title='Passage of the Day- Facing challenges'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST81RAYJLzI/AAAAAAAAACY/QglsHX_tAww/s72-c/1_338126844l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-802282857475102650</id><published>2008-12-08T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:27:53.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST83JR1VfJI/AAAAAAAAACo/H6Mje__uoXs/s1600-h/grocery-shopping_~0454636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997920846970002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST83JR1VfJI/AAAAAAAAACo/H6Mje__uoXs/s320/grocery-shopping_~0454636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST83B-zgR8I/AAAAAAAAACg/TVPkUjkR0_o/s1600-h/grocery-shopping_~0454654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277997795479930818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST83B-zgR8I/AAAAAAAAACg/TVPkUjkR0_o/s320/grocery-shopping_~0454654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I just so love spending time in a grocery store... The bigger a grocery store the better...Here are the list of my favorite stores where I do my groceries..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. COSTCO (Makuhari, japan)- I can spend my whole day there without even being bothered with the time and my aching legs for walking throughout this big grocery area...I just sooo looove the frozen areas where different variety of seafoods like salmon sashimi, sanma, maguro, shrimps... all looking so fresh... yummy... and those beef jerky and all different varieties of cheesezese.....the wine selections, chocolates, cakes, ice creams....I can fill a whole backloads of our car for all this things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. PLANT 3( Toyama, JApan)- the groceries there are priced fair enough... but what i love most there is the after shopping eating pizza treat for only 150 yen per big slice.. and the takoyaki (squid in flour and some spice form like a ball) yummy treat after doing your groceries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. SHOPWISE (Alabang)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;- When I was still in Manila... every after office I love to check on things inside shopwise... buying or not I just like to see whats in the frozen section for the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;4. SM CITY Supermarket- wide selection of cute goodies... from my favorite fruits down to the cantons, juices, cheese section, fish, meats and everything is there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-802282857475102650?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/802282857475102650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=802282857475102650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/802282857475102650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/802282857475102650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/grocery-list.html' title='Grocery List'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/ST83JR1VfJI/AAAAAAAAACo/H6Mje__uoXs/s72-c/grocery-shopping_~0454636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-2848237081026947689</id><published>2008-12-08T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:50:56.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay per Post</title><content type='html'>I came across this site where bloggers like me can be tempted to try... The pAY per POST website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.payingpost.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually just write blogs as an alternative to all those daily journal of thoughts that i have... but now I am being paid for it... Isnt it so good to know that someone like PAYPOST not just appreciate your effort for your passion but is also paying you for such passion... Its like an award at the end of the day for being true to yourself... and written thoughts to express it further.. I just so love reading blogs... and of course writing one as well...  So why not try this new... income earner site for all those free moms out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-2848237081026947689?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/2848237081026947689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=2848237081026947689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2848237081026947689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2848237081026947689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/pay-per-post.html' title='Pay per Post'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-2689714663364145555</id><published>2008-12-07T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:01:33.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday BRO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;This blog is a tribute to my one and only brother who is celebrating his 20th birthday today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;LOOKING BACK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. He was my first ever heartfelt prayer answered by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;     My mom was advised by the doctors then not to be pregnant anymore due to some complications she might have during the entire pregnancy.. Its so life- risky according to the pro... But I was 9 years old then.. an only child longing for a brother or a sister.. coz I have lost a little sister and a little brother before that ... They both died when they were so little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;So when mom broke the news that Im going to have a brother.. my innocent heart leap with joy and considered it as the happiest moment in my life... so I prayed hard so we can keep him.. and not have the fate of my other other siblings who passed away. Mom gave birth to him with a 50-50 life because of enclamsia (too much bleeding) but survived the fight and so is my brother who has to stay in an incubator for a month to complete a 9 months. They were both saved by a powerful prayer of an innocent 9 year old who just wanted to have a little bro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. When he was about 2 years old... i was his nanny and he accidentally jump from a table to the ground... I was so scared that something might have had happened to him and it was all my fault... good thing hes fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. When I was in College in Manila ... I always save some portion of my allowance every month to be able to buy him a really good toys.. I love spoiling him with stuffs that I know he will love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;And now on his 20th birthday... he's all grown up now... but this time im spoiling him with all best blessing I got for him to also be a blessing to others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Happy birthday Bro... I love you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-2689714663364145555?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/2689714663364145555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=2689714663364145555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2689714663364145555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2689714663364145555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-bro.html' title='Happy Birthday BRO!!!'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-7504125053624133800</id><published>2008-12-07T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:01:14.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLESSINGS for THIS YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;Count your blessings to appreciate God even more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. Career wise, God has blessed me with so much... He had given me my dream position, my dream workplace, good Salary which is far imaginable from what I just thought I am just worth... and most especially a career that I so love doing...and have spent some 5 years on it in college... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. FAMILY LIFE- Whoever say that if one is lucky in his/her career another aspects of that person's life will suffer... In my case I am blessed for having the best of both worlds.. A husband who is undeniably a blessing to me more than anything else...A man who have not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;just love me as me but also loved the family that I tagged along. You will forever be my BEST Blessing ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. FRIENDSHIPS- I am blessed with some friends who made my road smooth to walk in. I could only name a few for I'd rather have few friends to count but are surely there when the going gets really rough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. Julie- a best friend sprawned from my best guy-friend Momo...She'd been there during my worst hair day, my gnawing days, my namakemono days, my uplifting moments, moments of triumphs... success, shimpai days... she will always be there without even trying to be there for she is God's blessing and a sister that i wish i had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. Momo- this guy had blessed me with friendship far imaginable...we will forever be a blessing to each other... this guy truly deserve my friendship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;4. FINANCIAL BLESSING- I will always be grateful to God for blessing me and my family in this aspect of our lives for us to be a blessing to others as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;5. FAITH- my deep friendship with God, my Saviour... where all blessings made posible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-7504125053624133800?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/7504125053624133800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=7504125053624133800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7504125053624133800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7504125053624133800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/blessings-for-this-year.html' title='BLESSINGS for THIS YEAR'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-5388525983646747393</id><published>2008-12-07T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:12:24.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>paying post direct</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- PayingPost Code starts --&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.payingpost.com/js/jquery-1.2.3.min.js&lt;/a&gt;" &gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="&lt;a href=" blog_id="2591"&gt;http://www.payingpost.com/js/blogjs.php?blog_id=2591&lt;/a&gt;" &gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;!-- PayingPost Code ends --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-5388525983646747393?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/5388525983646747393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=5388525983646747393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/5388525983646747393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/5388525983646747393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/paying-post-direct.html' title='paying post direct'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-4227110083947468308</id><published>2008-12-04T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:51:44.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSH FINE MOMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SWa7oH0ZqgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qz4Ijipru_U/s1600-h/0b1accda.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289121110361221634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SWa7oH0ZqgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qz4Ijipru_U/s320/0b1accda.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STh5b0atH9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/aFSYl-1OfBI/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STeQoWCHZcI/AAAAAAAAABs/IcqQRXImATI/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Xmas everyone... Lets all give love this xmas....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-4227110083947468308?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/4227110083947468308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=4227110083947468308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/4227110083947468308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/4227110083947468308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/location-27th-floor-pacific-century.html' title='POSH FINE MOMENT'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/SWa7oH0ZqgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Qz4Ijipru_U/s72-c/0b1accda.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-2921424955743818823</id><published>2008-12-04T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:57:13.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COPORATE PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Saturday I had the chance to attend the annual and much talk about xmas party by my CSC colleague. It was a casual cocktail party at Four Seasons Hotel in Chinsan-so Tokyo. The food buffet was awesome and so eyecatching. They had prepared both western and japanese delicacies... which was pretty well arranged as expected since its Four Seasons Hotel.. duh...but taste wise.. hmmm not that far from the ordinary... The only thing i ate that night was the turkey selection of turkey sandwich, roasted turkey and turkey salad.. I so looooove their turkey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There had been some prizes at stake if your number have been called. And the prizes are awesome... my hubby's number is 97 while I got the 88... They've called the nearest number posible for this 2 numbers we got but no luck for us... Last year I have won a gift check though amounting to 50,000 yen..... no luck for this year's party i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The party ends around 9Pm which is so typical Japanese kind of corporate party... once a place is rented until 9PM... place will be all empty 10 minutes before that... A party that ends at 9PM... Oh i almost forgot.. we started at around 7PM sharp...Fun is suppose to be just starting at around 9PM... the typical one... but we were told that party is already over after 2 hours... Are they kidding??? No theyre not... But we definitely had fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STeQoWCHZcI/AAAAAAAAABs/IcqQRXImATI/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-2921424955743818823?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/2921424955743818823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=2921424955743818823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2921424955743818823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2921424955743818823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/coporate-party.html' title='COPORATE PARTY'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-3760525171232746781</id><published>2008-12-03T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:02:27.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XMAS WISH LIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;I made it a habbit to have my XMAS WISH LIST every year. So this year is no exception...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;1. Burberry body bag or Dior carry all bag- well I am really not into buying branded stuffs with a really high price tags... But I would love to receive it as a gift....(yohoo people...free ideas on what to give me this xmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;2. Gucci Envy Perfume- The only luxury im into is buying branded perfumes... Im a loyal user for only 3 kinds of perfume... D&amp;amp;G Blue, Eclat, and samourai Woman.. But recently I have tried Gucci Envy and it really smells like heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;3. MAC Air-  Its not that Im not happy with my IBM X61.. I just want to experience having this new MAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;well, well, thats the only material thing i can think off. the rest is sentimental....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-3760525171232746781?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/3760525171232746781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=3760525171232746781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3760525171232746781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3760525171232746781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-wish-list.html' title='XMAS WISH LIST'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-6968556071858809551</id><published>2008-12-03T19:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:45:44.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEFINE LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Thank you for your love throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;              How else could I become what I’ve become?&lt;br /&gt;              All your plans and hopes and even fears&lt;br /&gt;              Now come together in what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;              Know that I am grateful for your love.&lt;br /&gt;              Your hard work is mirrored now in mine.&lt;br /&gt;              On you all my accomplishments must shine.&lt;br /&gt;              Underneath my pride, your spirits move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell youwhat it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wantingto be with them more than any other person, love is trusting themenough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things youmight be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone,but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile atyou.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-6968556071858809551?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/6968556071858809551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=6968556071858809551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/6968556071858809551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/6968556071858809551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/define-love.html' title='DEFINE LOVE'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-1942358401042033878</id><published>2008-12-03T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:44:16.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAPA... a worthy father to have...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdSCrkHyaI/AAAAAAAAABk/NvjzwOZFmuY/s1600-h/papa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275775694495271330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdSCrkHyaI/AAAAAAAAABk/NvjzwOZFmuY/s320/papa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I knew that morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;That God would call your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;In life I loved you dearly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;In death I do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;It broke my heart to lose you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;But you did not go alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;For part of me went with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The day God called you home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;You left me beautiful memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Your love is still my guide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;And although I cannot see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;You are always by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Our family chain is broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;And nothing seems the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;But as God calls us one by one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The chain will link again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;The love I have for you PAPA will never stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Deep inside my heart you are still with me.&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/6769795244852506776-1942358401042033878?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/1942358401042033878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=1942358401042033878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1942358401042033878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1942358401042033878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/papa-worthy-father-to-have.html' title='PAPA... a worthy father to have...'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdSCrkHyaI/AAAAAAAAABk/NvjzwOZFmuY/s72-c/papa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-2858017797895115805</id><published>2008-12-03T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:26:55.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary-Journal-Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Im in a process of transferring all my blogs for the past 2 years here in blogspot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;I wanted a place to have it all in one site only. When i was a kid I love writing journals and i always ask my mom to buy me those colorful notebooks for me to write my own journal or what we call diary then...I have those personal poems where reading it now would make me laugh at it and tried to remember when and why i wrote those crazy stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;In the 80's they called this writing stuff a "DIARY" then became a JOURNAL...then now BLOGs... But whatever the name maybe... thoughts are thoughts that needs to be treasured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-2858017797895115805?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/2858017797895115805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=2858017797895115805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2858017797895115805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/2858017797895115805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/diary-journal-blogs.html' title='Diary-Journal-Blogs'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-3516738675632021278</id><published>2008-12-03T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:55:36.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedded Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdGkEyfwwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_tMrv6m0PhI/s1600-h/136849429l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275763074062598914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdGkEyfwwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_tMrv6m0PhI/s320/136849429l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2 years of wedded bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We are like two peas in a pod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yes, we are old farts and we like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We can talk in our own language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We can also sit in silence, and love every minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Our idea of fun is not about cocktails and loud music, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;but sitting around the house, or driving the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We love our sunsets, our dinners at Thai resto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;or just chillin home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yes, we are both the luckiest people on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;because of each other.I love you, Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the most beautiful person on earth.&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/6769795244852506776-3516738675632021278?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/3516738675632021278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=3516738675632021278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3516738675632021278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3516738675632021278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedded-bliss.html' title='Wedded Bliss'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdGkEyfwwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_tMrv6m0PhI/s72-c/136849429l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-8857603932471626878</id><published>2008-12-03T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:50:19.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FAVE Shopping Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Anyone who knows me well, will attest that I like bargain shopping. So ladies, here are my favorite shops (abroad and local) where you can get great deals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;1. OLINAS (Tokyo)- This is easy to find. After you visit the Kinshicho park, just cross the street and you're in shopping heaven. Rumor has it that the owner is some mafia guy and that the merchandise they sell are actually stolen goods. Who cares? The point is this place is cheap. You need at least half a day to scour this store. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;2. H&amp;amp;M (Orchard Singapore) - I loooooovvvveee this store.  My shopping philosophy is shell out money for the classic stuff but go crazy over the cheap, current stuff. And I go crazy over H&amp;amp;M. They have knock-offs of the designer stuff for quarter of the price. Karl Lagerfeld did a line for them. And now, Madonna is doing the same thing. I love their S$ 10.99 three-in-one accessories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;3. AEON (Takaoka) - This store has carefully chosen stuff, very fresh and current. The prices are not bad either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;4. 0101(Yurakuchou) - 0101, to me, is so familiar. It is where I go to replenish my undergarments, and i love their tanks, and of course their beauty stuff (Lemon drops cologne, face towels, towelette make-up removers).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;5. APITA (Toyama)- Brit fashion at its best and cheapest. I come here to buy not boring stuff. I always go home happy. My husband's fave store for accessories, belts, hats etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;6. Ito Yokado Mall (Tokyo) - I go to Ito Yokado for clothes. Reasonably priced, well-made, nice fabric, and up-to-date styles. Their end of season sales are fabulous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;7. BUGIS (Singapore) - The ever dependable store. Its like Philippines very own DIVISORIA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#660000;"&gt;You can find lots of bargain stuffs there.... For xmas gifts, bday gifts, those cheap bags, watches... and alot of other stalls along the road... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;8. SM DEPARTMENT STORE - I like that I can find exactly what I need in Shoemart (this was how it was called long ago). From bobby pins to silicon free bras. I used to go to Divisoria to get my plastic bins, but now I go to SM. It's airconditioned, equipped with helpful salespeople and the price is not too far off. Check out the home section. Pretty exciting, with rows and rows of plastic containers, and kitchen supplies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. KAHMA - Don't ask me, but I love hardware stores. I find all sorts of stuff (some I need and most, I don't). Recently, I purchased a jigsaw. And pieces of wood, so I can try my new saw. I love home stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DIVISORIA - Not only 168, but also Divimall and stores along the streets. 168 is for everything cheap. They make great gifts! I also go to the curtain store at the annex. And have all those shoes, bags at a very cheap price..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-8857603932471626878?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/8857603932471626878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=8857603932471626878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8857603932471626878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8857603932471626878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-fave-shopping-store.html' title='My FAVE Shopping Store'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-754853012135664683</id><published>2008-12-03T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:37:16.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers for Me.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdCU-M6J0I/AAAAAAAAABI/zdF3WeSUVVU/s1600-h/ahh-how-sweet-bangkok-thailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275758416549783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdCU-M6J0I/AAAAAAAAABI/zdF3WeSUVVU/s320/ahh-how-sweet-bangkok-thailand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Thank you padabako for this flowers....and anniversary note translated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I pray to God, my woman to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;the spot she stood, grow cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Now voices replace her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;With whispers of hope and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I vowed to her I would never leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;To her I would cleave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I long to fly like a dove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;High upon our love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;So many times, I have stared at a blank page,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;wanting to write words of wisdom and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;Telling of her beauty and how she brightens a room,and my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;That woman, is my wife...&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/6769795244852506776-754853012135664683?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/754853012135664683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=754853012135664683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/754853012135664683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/754853012135664683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/flowers-for-me.html' title='Flowers for Me.....'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdCU-M6J0I/AAAAAAAAABI/zdF3WeSUVVU/s72-c/ahh-how-sweet-bangkok-thailand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-420961406080403050</id><published>2008-12-03T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:30:55.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WIFE IN ME...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdAwLJ3FXI/AAAAAAAAABA/m_SY-Wx2omM/s1600-h/1-576223252m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275756684859872626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdAwLJ3FXI/AAAAAAAAABA/m_SY-Wx2omM/s320/1-576223252m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I still see you 3years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;With all your love and gentle soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You fought for things that you believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Your dreams were there to achieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I felt as though my journey done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My heart cried out you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You saved me from my own demise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;The moment I saw your chinky cute eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I melted when you took my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;That’s when our life together began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I never thought I’d be so blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To never wonder or second guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I’ve known right from the very start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;That you would always protect my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So in your hands I place my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And thank you for letting me be your wife&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/6769795244852506776-420961406080403050?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/420961406080403050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=420961406080403050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/420961406080403050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/420961406080403050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/wife-in-me.html' title='THE WIFE IN ME...'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STdAwLJ3FXI/AAAAAAAAABA/m_SY-Wx2omM/s72-c/1-576223252m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-3842074217928053657</id><published>2008-12-03T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:24:08.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and Dad's PRAYER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xeived.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SF9OLgoKCs8AAF8sIwY1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;A Message for Our Child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish that I could show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You all the things that I have seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish that I could take you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everywhere that I have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish that I could indicatethe places where I fell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And keep you, thus, from tripping on those “rougher” spots as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish that I could do all this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And save you from the strife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I know that I’d be sparing youthe lessons of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you must learn those lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As hard as that may be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just know that you will always have a helping hand from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-3842074217928053657?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/3842074217928053657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=3842074217928053657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3842074217928053657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/3842074217928053657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/mom-and-dads-prayer.html' title='Mom and Dad&apos;s PRAYER'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-7817036850679142436</id><published>2008-12-03T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:26:06.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What GREY has done to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meredith Grey: Communication.It’s the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking, the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meredith Grey: A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beats the hell out of never trying. Meredith Grey: At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;"For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch, you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and deep you never want to come up for air...:)- Alex Karev, Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-7817036850679142436?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/7817036850679142436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=7817036850679142436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7817036850679142436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/7817036850679142436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-grey-has-done-to-me.html' title='What GREY has done to me...'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-774765845191465258</id><published>2008-12-03T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:26:26.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Study Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just got out of bible study... now let me share with you what the pastor taught us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THINGS TO REMEMBER TO HAVE A BETTER RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. I am as close to Gos as I choose to be.*we are the only one who can determine how close we are to God.James 4:8- Come near to God and He will come near to you...*the key is with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.I must quit lying to God and be totally honest and open with Him.*what's the use of lying when God knows what is truly in your heart.*if you're doubting Him, tell Him strait and ask forgiveness.*God knows what's in your mind before you even think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.I must choose to do what God wants rather than what I want.John 15:14- "You are my friends if you do what I command."*choose to obey God, not yourself.*no matter how painful it will be, trust that it will lead somewhere that will make you a better Christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.I must have confidence that God will do all that He says He will do for me.James 2:23-And the scripture was fulfilled that says, "Abraham believed God, and it was credited to Him as righteousness," and He was called God's friend.*Abraham's wife, Sarah, was too old to bear a child but because God promised Abraham, she had a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.I must protect my relationship with God because the world will try to pull us apart.Matthew 24:24-25= "For false Christs and false prophets will appear and perform great signs and miracles, to deceive even the elect(Christians)- if that were possible. See that I have told you ahead of time.*the enemy will do EVERYTHING to take away your faith in the Lord.*beware of deceivers... they can do good things but will turn out to be bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-774765845191465258?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/774765845191465258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=774765845191465258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/774765845191465258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/774765845191465258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/bible-study-thoughts.html' title='Bible Study Thoughts'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-1050229453352601173</id><published>2008-12-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:26:53.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter means....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc8jHiIRLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mzdZfEiDAR0/s1600-h/noritaka%2520021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275752062503109810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc8jHiIRLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mzdZfEiDAR0/s320/noritaka%2520021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;WInter season is here again....That means changing your car tires to snow tires, Have all your seasonal clothes once again out of the `baul` .... replacing it with the previous seasons clothes.... Not to mention those curtains, bed sheets, blankets, heaters furnitures with heaters on it as a simple center table masterpiece....&lt;br /&gt;Living in a country with 4 seasons along with it means having 4 types of things, activities both indoor and outdoor that would go with it. For a career woman and a homemaker as myself that would mean a tough job. From daily recipes, clothes, curtains, furniture, activites everything depends on the season. And the worst season for me is this snowy season... Just imagine those thick wool jackets and some accessories that needs to be dry cleaned weekly. Not to mention those thick blankets, shoes, carpet etc..... oh well really tough job.&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing all this.... I suddenly missed life back home where youre not aware whether seasons changed. Evrything is just the same all throughout the year.... I mean no change of this and that.... Happy snowy new year to all!!!!!&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/6769795244852506776-1050229453352601173?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/1050229453352601173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=1050229453352601173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1050229453352601173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/1050229453352601173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-means.html' title='Winter means....'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc8jHiIRLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/mzdZfEiDAR0/s72-c/noritaka%2520021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-8575076790152377096</id><published>2008-12-03T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:27:14.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Can be Fixed... Others must Heal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;When someone tells me some problems they are having, I immediately feel the need to offer advice. Its just too difficult for me to just listen to someone who is in distress, to just be there for her/him without knowing precisely what to say or do. And I am uncomfortable with anything being in limbo. Sometimes I am addicted to certainties , and my self-esteem depend on my ability to make things right for other people.&lt;br /&gt;I find it helpful when faced with a problem or a discomfort or a pain to ask this question:&lt;br /&gt;Does this need to be fixed or healed?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. The two options are very different. When a pipe burst below our kitchen sink, we just don't wrap a bandage around it and wait for it to heal. Similarly, when I cut my hand slicing tomatoes I don't imagine that I can simply "fix" the cut.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly when something needs to heal, we still attend to it. I can apply pressure and bandage my cut. Or if I have the flu, I can go home, lie on the couch drinking juice and chicken soup. But I know that as much as I might try to convince myself otherwise, I cannot simply fix myself so that I don't have the flu anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Consider relationship problems: do they need to be fixed or healed? the question is more difficult because both are often called for. I suppose this is analogous to a broken bone needing to be set so that it can heal properly.&lt;br /&gt;When something needs to be fixed, it calls for us to be proactive in identifying what needs to be done and then doing it. When something needs to heal, our job is to protect the space around the wound or injury, allowing in only what will contribute to the process of healing.&lt;br /&gt;"Does this need to be fixed or healed?" is just one of those good questions to keep around. Sometimes the answers will be obvious, and other times the question may just get us thinking in a different direction. Certainly using the question will save some valuable energy when we can stop trying to fix what can only be healed, and stop waiting around for what needs fixing to heal.&lt;br /&gt;See if it makes a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-8575076790152377096?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/8575076790152377096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=8575076790152377096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8575076790152377096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/8575076790152377096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-things-can-be-fixed-others-must.html' title='Some Things Can be Fixed... Others must Heal'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6769795244852506776.post-441495242679223007</id><published>2008-12-03T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:27:35.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind beneath My Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xeived.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SSSwKAoKCs8AACJrKPo1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;I remember my first ever blog back in 2004…. Looking back super serious ang dating… maybe because life is as serious as it is then…. Have lots of sentiments…, just came from a heartache,… confused…, searching, wondri’n around with nothing…., mixed signals from everywhere… building a name…. pagbangon from scratch…. new found destiny..All this and more was the mixed me then,…. Had a duple personalities depending on each battle mentioned. But nonetheless there stood the BRAVE MEEEEHHHHHH….And here comes a more COLORFUL, bubbly ME with less sentiments…, no more heartaches…, directed.., stopped the search…, wondri’n around for lots of something…, have build a name…, standing tall… and HAPPY… the genuine meaning of the WORD…&lt;br /&gt;So this is a Thank you Blog for all those people, I have met and have carried me through all of life’s battle….to whom i call the WIND beneath my WINGS&lt;br /&gt;1. My newfound Faith and closeness to my Savior- You allowed me to experience the worst so I can appreciate the best and pouring me still with all the BEST for I now know how to appreciate and give it back to others who will appreciate it same way as I did…&lt;br /&gt;2. MY HUSBAND- my 360 degrees find…. a close to perfect guy for an imperfect me. You’ve made me a better person and have loved me for my flaws… This is one man I can die a thousand death if taken away from me…&lt;br /&gt;3.MY FAMILY- push me hard and I shall never fall…. because 3 of them are behind me catching and will help me stand no matter what kind of fall…&lt;br /&gt;4. MY LITTLE ANGEL IN HEAVEN- Thank you for letting me feel how it is to be real. God may have taken you from me and daddy but I know God will also give you back soon for me to feel.&lt;br /&gt;5. MY FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;* Miomer Yu- How could someone as vulnerable as you be mistakenly told a lot of so and so… How can a face like yours would still doubt of the ships he can launch… hahahahaha!!! o tula yan ha,…. Been busy since but not a single minute I forget…A brother that yet to be combined by blood… Flawed yet loved. Vulnerable yet sweet… Smart but yet to be known… Futuristic yet past forward…Sentimental yet ideal… All this and more is a BESTFRIEND that all the world could share yet only me could have….&lt;br /&gt;* Julie- If God gives gifts in packages… this girl is a bonus package not just for me but for Momo..A filling to a lacking BESTFRIEND; my answered prayer to cure a heart of a friend; See deep in her eyes and find genuiness of finding true happiness…give her sentiments and shell give you confidence; share your weakness and she will give you strength…&lt;br /&gt;　　　　* TONI-(du rui)- My laughing doll… So dolled up for a doll but funnier like a clown…Nagger like a mom but sweeter than pan… I have loved you like a true daughter and thank you for loving me like a true mother..&lt;br /&gt;*BRO- my first prayer ever granted.. I prayed then for a brother for keeps... I already lost a bro and a sis before this little bro... And it broke my little heart then not to deserve a brother to keep. God heard my prayer as he was battling for his life when he was born... and now I dont only have a bro that I can call my own but a person whose inspiring me in so many ways..&lt;br /&gt;*MOM- my number one fan.... a stage mother that she is who had made my weaknesses into strengths... who had made an effort for me to have my unique identity uncomparable to others.. and pushing hard my skills until they become my talents...&lt;br /&gt;* PAPA- my kakampi during those fights with mom... my front and negotiator with mom.... I know your still is up to now while there in heaven... I can feel that your still doing things for me but have entrusted some things with K.. I will forever be grateful that you are my FATHER... LOve and MIss you Papa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6769795244852506776-441495242679223007?l=hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/feeds/441495242679223007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6769795244852506776&amp;postID=441495242679223007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/441495242679223007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6769795244852506776/posts/default/441495242679223007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyeran-lifestravel.blogspot.com/2008/12/wind-beneath-my-wings.html' title='Wind beneath My Wings'/><author><name>hyeran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11514806413082596783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGOJhJmOa0Q/STc06VbOlMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/jN7azo0snxI/S220/698517_dancing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
