<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:48:54.548-08:00</updated><category term='MUSIKA'/><category term='GENERAL'/><category term='INFO'/><category term='PINOY'/><category term='PERSONAL'/><category term='KWELA'/><category term='GOOD DEEDS'/><category term='TRIVIA'/><category term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>Y</title><subtitle type='html'>" This blog, is blog, a blog, good blog, way blog, to blog, keep blog, an blog, idiot blog, busy blog, for blog, 20 blog, seconds". (now read without the word blog)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7034140952467977666</id><published>2011-08-27T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:52:59.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHILIPPINE ARENA</title><content type='html'>Scale Model &amp; Project Details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Arena, world's largest domed arena starts, Hanwha Engineering&lt;br /&gt;and Construction Corp. began work on the world’s largest domed arena in &lt;br /&gt;the Philippines on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work for the $175 million contract, signed on Aug. 4, got underway &lt;br /&gt;in a ceremony attended by Hanwha E&amp;C officials including vice chairman &lt;br /&gt;Kim Hyun-chung and those from the Filipino Christian organization &lt;br /&gt;Iglesia Ni Cristo that issued the contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soon-to-be largest domed arena in the world is expected to be &lt;br /&gt;finished in 30 months or by 2014 and will reportedly cost INC a &lt;br /&gt;whooping $175 million!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanwha E&amp;C vice chairman Kim Hyun-chung (right) and chief of &lt;br /&gt;Iglesia Ni Cristo Eduardo Manalo shake hands after the groundbreaking &lt;br /&gt;ceremony near Manila on Wednesday. (Hanwha E&amp;C)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The facility located in a barangay in Bocaue, Bulacan, named the &lt;br /&gt;Philippine Arena, will be fitted with 50,000 seats and its domed &lt;br /&gt;roof will be nearly 36,000 square meters,making it the world’s &lt;br /&gt;largest domed arena, the company said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanwha E&amp;C said that the work will be carried out over 30 months &lt;br /&gt;to be finished early 2014&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By winning this contract for building the world’s largest dome arena, &lt;br /&gt;the company was able to prove its technological capabilities and the &lt;br /&gt;ability to carry out overseas projects,” Kim said in a statement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company said that in the biddings for the contract, it competed &lt;br /&gt;with China’s Jiangsu International and the Philippines’ largest &lt;br /&gt;construction company EEI Corp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project will be conducted in design-build process in which the &lt;br /&gt;contractor is responsible for all related processes from designing &lt;br /&gt;to building the facility, the company said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iglesia Ni Cristo is putting up Philippine Arena, soon to be the &lt;br /&gt;world’s biggest domed arena in "Ciudad de Victoria" Bocaue, Bulacan. &lt;br /&gt;It will build also besides the PHILIPPINE ARENA as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;EGM  MEDICAL CENTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVM  CONVENTION CENTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW ERA UNIVERSITY BOCAUE CAMPUS, BUILDINGS FOR COLLEGE OF &lt;br /&gt;ARCHITECTURE, COLLEGE OF MEDICINE AND COLLEGE OF MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;NEW ERA UNIVERSITY SPORTS COMPLEX, STADIUM AND OLMYPIC SIZE SWIMMING POOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;because of Fast Growing of IGLESIA NI CRISTO soon this place will be might putting also a huge TOWN HOUSES/CONDOMINIUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Notes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para magkaroon kayo ng idea kung bakit biggest dome ito sa buong mundo:&lt;br /&gt;``The facilities will be built on 74,000 square meters of land and will &lt;br /&gt;be three times bigger than the Seoul Olympic Gymnastics Stadium, &lt;br /&gt;the country’s largest indoor arena, " a Hanwha official said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SM Arena under construction, seating capacity na 16,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart-Araneta Coliseum 25,000 seating capacity Biggest in &lt;br /&gt;Southeast Asia Ito yung current biggest Dome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now more than ever I'm really, really proud to be a member of the &lt;br /&gt;Church Of Christ (Iglesia Ni Cristo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7034140952467977666?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7034140952467977666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7034140952467977666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7034140952467977666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7034140952467977666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2011/08/philippine-arena.html' title='PHILIPPINE ARENA'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4881513388184423274</id><published>2011-07-04T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:27:36.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MGA TAONG GUSTO KONG PASALAMATAN SA AKING KAARAWAN</title><content type='html'>Kay President Noynoy Aquino na nagturo sa akin na ang birthday ay tulad  lang ng popularity rating minsan  ay tumataas at mas madalas  naman na bumababa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay VP Jojo Binay dahil pinagtatanggol niya ang Presidente sa isyung mas mataas ang rating niya kay PNoy. " Hindi naman dapat ikumpara ang performance ng Pangulo sa Pangalawang Pangulo. Iko-compare mo ba ang apple sa apple? (sige na nga apple at duhat na lang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President turned Congresswoman Gloria Macapagal Arroyo na nagturo sa akin na maging humble mula sa pagiging Presidente  ay naging kongresman na lamang. (Dapat tayong magpakababa pero wag naman ninyong  maliitin ang ang  height ko –GMA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Senate President JP Enrile na nagturo sa akin na maging happy kahit tumatanda ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Senator Mirriam Defensor na kahit na isinusulong niya ang divorce bill ay nagpakasal ulit sa para sa kanilang 50th wedding Anniversary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senator Jamby Madrigal nag nagturo sa akin na hindi pala natin malalaman  ang presyo ng galunggong kung hindi naman tayo kumakain nito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Hubert Webb na nagturo sa akin na kahit mayaman ka ay  pwede ka rin palang makulong at maging biktima ng walang katarungan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay DOJ secretary Lilia de Lima sa sobrang sipag sa pagpapa-imbestiga ay nasapawan na niya si Mike Enriquez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Mar Roxas kahit bangungot sa kanya ang nakaraang eleksyon ay nabigyan pa rin ng pwesto sa gobyerno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Korina Sanchez na K pa rin kahit hindi natupad ang pangarap niyang maging First Lady at asawa ng Vice President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willie Revillame na nagturo sa akin na pwede palang gamitin ang mga mahibirap para yumaman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Kris Aquino na kahit pala nagkaroon ka ng STD ay pwede ka pa ring mag-indorse ng feminine wash &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Vice Ganda na nagturo sa akin na pwede ka palang sumikat kahit  inaaglahi mo at pinipintasan ang  mga pagmumukha ng mga contestant. (Bakit, kahit baklang –kabayo may taste din naman ah! -Vice Ganda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dra. Vicky Belo nag nagturo sa akin na maging mapagpatawad kahit pinagtaksilan ka ng maraming beses ng  iyong  mahal. (Sana matutuhan niya ring patawarin yung mga humihingi ng discount sa kanyang mga cosmetic surgery.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Shalani Soledad kahit nasaktan sa paghihiwalay nila ni Noynoy ay naging daan naman upang maging isa sa mga highest paid host sa TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay  Liz Uy na nagturo sa akin na dapat ka rin magsabi ng NO kahit na ang nag-aalok sa iyo ng kasal ay ang  pinakamakapangyarihan tao sa bansa (Kung sabagay nagpakatotoo ka lang  naman sa sarili mo na di mo type ang  isang 50 years old na kalbo at amoy-sigarilyong boyfriend) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Team Azkals nag naturo sa akin na maging makabansa kahit na karamihan ng mga miyembro nito ay lumaki sa ibang bansa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay Mon Tulfo na nagturo sa akin na magpakahinahon at huwag magmumura. (Bakit sino ka bang Tarantado ka, sikat ka ba! Ulol ka pala eh! – Mon Tulfo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sa aking mga ka-friendship sa FB at sa mga relatives ko na bumati sa akin maraming salamat po!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang regalo ko naman sa aking sarili ay …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako manonood ng mga tele-serye sa TV, para kasing nag-sasawa na ako sa coincidence  at amnesia na lagi  na kasama sa estorya ng ganitong  mga drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko na tatangkilikin ang mga KPOP artists at si Justin Beiber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ako hahanga sa mga artista at karaniwang babae na gumagamit at nagi-indorso ng produktong pampaputi tulad ng glutathione. (hindi ba nila alam na ang kutis- Pilipina ay hinahangaan sa buong mundo, bakit mo babaguhin ito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako bibili  (kahit pa pirated copy) ng mga album nila Kris Aquino, Gretchen Barreto, Marian Rivera, Piolo Pascual , Manny Pacquiao at Willie Revillame masyado na kasing nai-insulto yung mga totoong  singer. Ibo-boycot ko na rin ang Star at GMA records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko na tititigan ang mga litrato ni aling Dionesia Pacquiao at Madam Auring para di na ako binabangungot sa gabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako magha-hum or sasabay ng kanta habang nakikinig  sa cellphone music or mp3 habang nasa pampublikong sasakyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako  magsu-suot ng sun glass sa loob ng mall at di na rin magpa-powder at maglalagay ng pabango sa harap ng maraming tao. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ko-kontrolin ko ang aking sarili upang di mainis sa mga showbiz balita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko hahangaan ang isang artista o politiko na nagsasabi na galing siya sa mahirap at para sa mahirap para lang sumikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko sasabihin na maganda ang kasalubong kong babae kapag kasama ko ang aking misis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako mako-kunsumi pag napakinggan ko ang mga DJ's  ng  Love at Yes FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako gagamit ng mga salitang “yuck” at kadiri para kasing masagwa.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko na sisitahin yung mga Yosi Kadiri at durara mumurahin ko na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako magtataka sa mga nagre-review sa Starbuck imbis na gawin nila ito sa library o sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi ko ilalagay ang batas sa aking kamay kahit gabi-gabi akong binu-bwiset na aking kapitbahay sa pagbe-videoke na inaabot ng madaling-araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pipigilan ko na ang aking pagka-inis sa mga FB users na &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palit ng palit ng status, nagbi-benta ng kanyang mga produkto at networking, Nagpo-post ng lahat ng kanyang ginagawa at iniiisip, Nagpapasikat ng mga bago niyang gadgets, nagpo-post ng mga close-up photos na pilit pinapa-cute ang sarili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na ako mapipikon sa mga racist at paninira sa atin ng mga dayuhan (mga pintasero rin naman tayong mga Pinoy eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangako ko sa sarili ko pahahabain ko pa ang aking buhay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na rin ako magede-deny…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinding-hindi na rin ako magte-tell ng lie ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hinding-hindi rin ako aamin ng totoong  edad ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4881513388184423274?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4881513388184423274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4881513388184423274' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4881513388184423274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4881513388184423274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2011/07/mga-taong-gusti.html' title='MGA TAONG GUSTO KONG PASALAMATAN SA AKING KAARAWAN'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9501880522781118</id><published>2011-03-15T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:00:28.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GENERAL'/><title type='text'>SLIP, SLIDIN, AWAY</title><content type='html'>NEWS ALERT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ferocious tsunami spawned by one of the largest earthquakes on record slammed Japan's eastern coast Friday, killing hundreds of people as it swept away ships, cars and homes while widespread fires burned out of control. Hours later, the tsunami hit Hawaii but did not cause major damage. Warnings blanketed the Pacific, putting areas on alert as far away as South America, Canada ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An earthquake is a violent movement of the rocks in the Earth's crust. Earthquakes are usually quite brief, but may repeat over a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are large earthquakes and small earthquakes. Big earthquakes can take down buildings and cause death and injury. The study of earthquakes is called seismology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the earth moves in an earthquake, it can cause waves in the ocean, and if a wave grows large enough, it's called a "tsunami". A tsunami can cause just as much death and destruction as an earthquake. Landslides can happen, too. This is a very important part of the Earth's cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthquakes are measured with a seismometer. The magnitude of an earthquake, and the intensity of shaking, is measured on a numerical scale. On the scale, 3 or less is scarcely noticeable, and magnitude 7 (or more) causes damage over a wide area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ancient Chinese also used a device that looked like a jar with dragons on the top surrounded by frogs with their mouths open. When an earthquake occurred, a ball fitted into each dragon's mouth would drop out of the dragon's mouth into the frog's. The position of the frog which received a ball indicated the direction of the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causes of earthquakes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is the strongest earthquake ever recorded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  The 1960 Valdivia earthquake or Great Chilean Earthquake (Spanish: Gran terremoto de Valdivia) of 22 May 1960 is to date the most powerful earthquake ever recorded, rating 9.5 on the moment magnitude scale.  It occurred in the afternoon (19:11 GMT, 14:11 local time) and its resulting tsunami affected southern Chile, Hawaii, Japan, the Philippines, eastern New Zealand, southeast Australia, and the Aleutian Islands in Alaska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ten Strongest Earthquakes in the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Chile, 22-May-1960, 9.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Prince William Sound, Alaska, 28-Mar-1964, 9.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Andreanof Islands, Aleutian Islands, 9-Mar-1957, 9.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kamchatka, 4-Nov-1952, 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Off western coast of Sumatra, Indonesia, 26-Dec-2004, 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Off the coast of Ecuador, 31-Jan-1906, 8.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Rat Islands, Aleutian Islands, 4-Feb-1965, 8.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Northern Sumatra, Indonesia, 28-Mar-2005,8.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. India-China border, 15-Aug-1950, 8.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Kamchatka, 3-Feb-1923, 8.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely Earthquake that hits Japan yesterday will be included in the Top 6 surpassing the record of Ecuador  because it’s magnitude is 8.9..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Mercy to Mercy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawmakers said on Thursday that the Senate blue ribbon committee has affirmed the recent decision of the House justice committee by recommending the impeachment Ombudsman Merceditas Gutierrez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman fell from the 18th floor of a condominium in Makati City and landed in the swimming pool at the 7th floor of the building.  A 20-year-old woman fell from the 18th floor of a condo building in Makati City, and landed in the swimming pool at the 7th floor. She survived the fall.(Hindi naman pala lahat ng balita ay ang pagtaas ng presyo, may mga bumabagsak din.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Filipino-American  made it to the Top 13 of American Idol Season 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thia Megia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it only prove na talentadong Pinoy, kahit saan sulok ng mundo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last March 7, President Aquino flew low cost taking a Cebu Pacific flight to Jakarta. Maganda ito sa image niya bilang isang matipid na Pangulo o gusto talaga niyang makita yung mga  dancing stewardesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Qaeda leader Osama bin Laden is celebrating his 54th birthday last  March 10. His supportes are are planning to  bomb 54 buildings in the USA as a gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of entertainment news on Charlie Sheen of which I don't understand. One thing for sure he is no longer appearing on the TV sitcom 2 men and 1/2. ( hindi naman apektado ang mga pinoy dito dahil nakatutok sila sa Mara-Clara at Babaeng hampaslupa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Sheen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 25 years of EDSA People Power, it was only this year that the people of Egypt and Libya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realized that their leaders were all over-staying dictators. Hosni Mubarak just stepped down But Moamar Khadaffi or Gaddafi? Kadafi? Qaddafi? What's the correct spelling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say, Gaddafi, we say Qaddafi. Other variations on the leader of Libya include "Gathafi," "Kadafi," and "Gadafy," creating an unholy mess for newspaper editors. (" Whatever his name, 40 years ng naguguluhan ang mga tao sa pangalan niya dapat bumaba na rin siya at kung hindi ay ipapatawag namin siya sa senado." Senator Lito lapid )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lent is a time when many Christians prepare for Easter by observing a period of fasting, repentance, moderation and spiritual discipline. During some Ash Wednesday priest will lightly rub the sign of the cross with ashes onto the foreheads of catholics.(Priest sermon, "Lent is a time of sacrifice - matagal na po Father  nagsa-sakripisyo ang mga katoliko, pls. naman pumayag na kayo sa RH Bill.") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORDS 4 TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basalt - Volcanic rock caused by partial melting of the Earth's crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epicenter - The spot on the surface of the Earth directly above the area where an earthquake took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fault - A split or fracture in the Earth's crust where two blocks of crust have slipped, slid or pushed against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus (Earthquake) - The area inside the Earth where an earthquake happened. Also known as the Hypocenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocenter - The area inside the Earth where an earthquake happened. Also known as the Focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensity - The observed effects that an earthquake shaking the ground has on people, buildings, man-made structures and natural features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnitude - The seismic (earthquake) energy recorded on a seismograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercalli Intensity Scale, Modified - Earthquake intensity measured on a scale that has 12 increasing levels. The scale takes into account how people "felt" the quake and the observed structural damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richter Magnitude Scale - A scale that mathematically rates how much force an earthquake releases based on seismograph readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tsunami or tidal wave is a series of water waves caused by the displacement of a large volume of a body of water, usually an ocean, but can occur in large lakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IN HISTORY: (March 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;417 - Zosimus becomes bishop of Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1302 - Romeo &amp; Juliet wedding day - according to Shakespear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1669 - Volcano Etna erupts killing 15,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1918 - Moscow becomes capital of revolutionary Russia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9501880522781118?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9501880522781118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9501880522781118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9501880522781118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9501880522781118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2011/03/slip-slidin-away.html' title='SLIP, SLIDIN, AWAY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-816407936611066826</id><published>2010-05-07T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T15:34:18.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement Day</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not talikng about the 2nd coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, but the coming election on May 10, 2010. The truth is I was drafting a new note when a flash news from ABS-CBN caught my attention, it was reported by Anthony Taberna the official endorsement of the Church of Christ (Iglesia Ni Cristo) for the following candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President: Benigno Simeon " Noynoy " Aquino&lt;br /&gt;Vice President: Mar Roxas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senators:&lt;br /&gt;•Muntinlupa Rep. Rozzano "Ruffy" Biazon&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Ramon "Bong" Revilla Jr.&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Pia Cayetano&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Miriam Defensor Santiago&lt;br /&gt;•former Sen. Franklin Drilon&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Juan Ponce Enrile&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Jose "Jinggoy" Estrada&lt;br /&gt;•Bukidnon Rep. Teofisto "TG" Guingona&lt;br /&gt;•Sen. Manuel "Lito" Lapid&lt;br /&gt;•Ilocos Norte Rep. Ferdinand "Bongbong" Marcos Jr.&lt;br /&gt;•former Sen. Ralph Recto&lt;br /&gt;•former Sen. Vicente "Tito" Sotto III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long wait 5 days na lang siguro ang sakripisyo natin sa ingay ng kampanya, Maraming bagong pangyayari at totoo naman pong makasaysayan ang mga ito (Siyempre, first time for the new Executive Minister of INC brother Bro. Eduardo Manalo to make an important decision for the Church.) First time din na gagamit tayo ng machine mula sa manual ay magiging automated na. Kaya nadagdagan na naman ang mga terms sa ating vocabulary tulad ng PCOS, CF, etc..at naging high tech na rin ang kampanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of election related activities such as filing the certificates of candidacy, political alignment, defection from one to party to another, grueling campaign period, tons of political paraphernalia, gimmicks, mutli-media ads (including social sites such as Facebook, Friendster, Multiply, Twitter and the worst of them all those text messages.) Bombardments of TV ads, news and interview from morning to late evening. Muslingings among politician are normal things, poitical gossips such as election failure, &lt;br /&gt;postponement of election and the worst thing, some are getting paranoid for the scenario of automated cheating. After all this thing babalik na tayo sa normal nating buhay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related Notes: &lt;br /&gt;Religious cult leader Apollo C. Quiboloy has endorsed Gilbert Teodoro. The El Shaddai Movement is reportedly endorsing Manny Villar. Last week, the CBCP picked JC De Los Reyes over his rivals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSzjDwJeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vBXeCt7XsFw/s1600/2010_may3_binayerap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSzjDwJeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vBXeCt7XsFw/s320/2010_may3_binayerap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468657261816587746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binay: Pareng Erap napasama pa yata yung pag-amin ko na may kabit din ako, tulad mo, ayan wala tuloy tayong nakuhang religious endorsement.&lt;br /&gt;Erap: Wag kang mawalan ng pag-asa malay mo i-endorso tayo ng mga Muslim, di ba pwede sa kanila ang maraming asawa?"&lt;br /&gt;Binay: " Ha-ha- ha!"&lt;br /&gt;Erap: " Ha-ha- ha din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSjxZHTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/t8VhANGd9Ts/s1600/2010_march-25_gordon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSjxZHTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/t8VhANGd9Ts/s320/2010_march-25_gordon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468656990786374946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Gordon said: " Hindi ako naniniwala sa mga surveys at nga religious endorsement, ang totoo hindi na rin ako naniniwala na mananalo pa ako."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSUAZoL6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/sGnEa8qmtuU/s1600/2010_april27_erap_velarde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSUAZoL6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/sGnEa8qmtuU/s320/2010_april27_erap_velarde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468656719937154978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erap: Sakit ng ulo ko paano na to, hindi ako dala ng INC, balita ko pa si Villar ang dadalhin ng El Shaddai."&lt;br /&gt;Brother Mike: Don't worry malaki naman ang tsansa na manalo yung kabit mo bilang mayor ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SR6bnCjRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GkBpjsaxKKw/s1600/2010_may3_villar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SR6bnCjRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GkBpjsaxKKw/s320/2010_may3_villar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468656280564567314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacquiao: " Umiiyak ka ba dahil d ka nadala ng kapatiran?"&lt;br /&gt;Villar: " Hindi tinamaan mo ako ng itaas mo yung kamay ko, muntik na akong ma-knock-out ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SRlxV9A5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/dgBMFRW6-x4/s1600/2010_may3_noyshawie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SRlxV9A5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/dgBMFRW6-x4/s320/2010_may3_noyshawie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468655925621228434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noynoy: " Totoo ba yung balita mo Shawie na dadalhin ako ng INC, baka naman ine-echos mo lang ako."&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: Oo naman, teka wag mo kong yakapin baka magselos si Kiko."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-816407936611066826?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/816407936611066826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=816407936611066826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/816407936611066826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/816407936611066826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2010/05/judgement-day.html' title='Judgement Day'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/S-SSzjDwJeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vBXeCt7XsFw/s72-c/2010_may3_binayerap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-523232515778546836</id><published>2010-04-13T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:59:22.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL NOTES</title><content type='html'>April 1, 1901- Emilio Aguinaldo swears allegiance to the U.S. (after 34 months since he declared Philippines independence), that makes him the first Filipino na naging "Tuta ng Kano" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1, 1925 -1st issue of the The Tribune, published in Manila. It's not true that the Headlines story is about the secret candidates of GMA, not the admin standard bearer Gibo Teodoro. &lt;br /&gt;Ali McGraw (1938) - is born, female lead star in a love story film titled .. Love Story &lt;br /&gt;1970 Classic film Love Story starring Ryan O' Neal and Ali Mcgraw. I can't believed that she is already 32 years old in that film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2. (1788) - Francisco Balagtas aka Baltazar , prince of Tagalog poets (his famous works are Florante &amp; Laura, Florante &amp; Freddie Aguilar)) born in Bigaa, now Balagtas, Bulacan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 3, (1942) - Gen.Homma's 14th Japanese Imperial Army unleashes all out offensive in Bataan. (He even utilised all the Zombies to defeat the combined forces American GI, Philippine guerillas. and Mushroom plants. After 2 years of endless offensive (survival level) all zombies of Gen. Hommas were all dead, and he was executed in 1946 for war crimes like the Death March, and not feeding all the plants in his Zen Garden. &lt;br /&gt;I was addicted to this video game, I even forget to log-in my FB account, just to play this endless game.&lt;br /&gt;Famous Hollywood celebrities birthday; Alec Baldwin (1958) Doris Day (1924) Eddie Murphy (1961) Marlon Brando (1924) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 4 (1868) - Felipe Calderon born in Sta. Cruz de Malabon, Cavite. He authored the Malolos Constitution. Today more than 200 congressmen can't even author a single bill.&lt;br /&gt;The woman who said this phrase " I am a corporal gaga royal." was born on this day (April 4, 1947)&lt;br /&gt;and that phrase is an anagram of Gloria Macapagal Arroyo. (yes our outgoing president and incoming Congressman.) &lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr.born (1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 5, 1888 - Gen. Vicente Lim a West Pointer, Bataan hero (he was responsible for bringing more plants to defeat the zombies) born in Calamba Laguna. Manny Villar was misinformed that he is still alive, so he sent an invitation to Gen. Lim asking him to be a guest candidate in his senatorial tickets. &lt;br /&gt;Albert Broccoli (1909) Bette Davis (1908), Gregory Peck (1916). All birthdays on April 5 and Villar also send them an invitation. They politely declined Villar offer informing him that they were not Filipinos, and can't file a certificate of candidacy for they were all dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 6, 1924 - 1st Balagtasan held in Manila between Jose Corazon de Jesus vs. Florante Collantes. The topic is " Ano ang mahalaga ; Buhay O Dangal ? Both are Bulakenos. &lt;br /&gt;After 86 years Balagtasan was revived in Malolos Capitol between Roger Mendoza and Obet Pagdagganan. The topic; Sino ang totoong nanalo sa pagka-Gobernador ng Bulacan. Both are Bulakenos and they both claimed the governorship of Bulacan. &lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley (1945) a reggae legend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-523232515778546836?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/523232515778546836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=523232515778546836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/523232515778546836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/523232515778546836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-notes.html' title='APRIL NOTES'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4193292389701789313</id><published>2010-02-14T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:23:17.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE WISELY</title><content type='html'>While walking down the street one day, a powerful&lt;br /&gt;senator of the Philippines is tragically hit by a&lt;br /&gt;truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met&lt;br /&gt;by St. Peter at the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to Heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you&lt;br /&gt;settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom&lt;br /&gt;see a high official around these parts, you see, so&lt;br /&gt;we're not sure what to do with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No problem, just let me in." says the senator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'd like to but I have orders from higher-up.&lt;br /&gt;What we'll do is have you spend one day in Hell and&lt;br /&gt;one in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend&lt;br /&gt;eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in&lt;br /&gt;Heaven," says the senator.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry but we have our rules." And with that, St.&lt;br /&gt;Peter escorts the senator to the elevator and he goes&lt;br /&gt;down, down, down to Hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a&lt;br /&gt;green golf course. In the distance is a club and&lt;br /&gt;standing in front of it are all his friends and other&lt;br /&gt;politicians who had worked with him, everyone is very&lt;br /&gt;happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, hug&lt;br /&gt;him, and reminisce about the good times they had while&lt;br /&gt;getting rich at expense of the people. They play a&lt;br /&gt;friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster and&lt;br /&gt;caviar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also present is the Devil, who really is a very&lt;br /&gt;friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling&lt;br /&gt;jokes. They are having such a good time that, before&lt;br /&gt;he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him&lt;br /&gt;a big hug and waves while the elevator rises. The&lt;br /&gt;elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on&lt;br /&gt;Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now it's time to visit Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;So 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of&lt;br /&gt;contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing&lt;br /&gt;the harp and singing. They have a good time and before&lt;br /&gt;he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter&lt;br /&gt;returns. "Well then, you've spent a day in Hell and&lt;br /&gt;another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity." He&lt;br /&gt;reflects for a minute, then the answers: "Well,&lt;br /&gt;would never have thought it, I mean Heaven has been&lt;br /&gt;delightful, but I think I would be better off in&lt;br /&gt;Hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saint Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes&lt;br /&gt;down, down, down to Hell. Now the doors of the&lt;br /&gt;elevator open and he is in the middle of a barren land&lt;br /&gt;covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his&lt;br /&gt;friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and&lt;br /&gt;putting it in black bags. The Devil comes over to the&lt;br /&gt;senator and lays an arm on his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," stammers the senator. Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I was here and there was a golf course and club and we&lt;br /&gt;ate lobster and caviar and danced and had a great&lt;br /&gt;time. Now all there is a wasteland full of garbage and&lt;br /&gt;my friends look miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we&lt;br /&gt;were campaigning. Today you voted for us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE WISELY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4193292389701789313?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4193292389701789313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4193292389701789313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4193292389701789313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4193292389701789313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2010/02/vote-wisely.html' title='VOTE WISELY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1757615335243570118</id><published>2009-12-12T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:48:41.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOOD DEEDS'/><title type='text'>BEFORE I GROW OLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;First, I was dying to finish my high school and start college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was dying to marry and have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I could go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I was dying to retire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I was dying . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenlyI realized &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget to live &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls. don't let it happen to you&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate your current situation&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy each day&lt;br /&gt;. . . old friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO STAY YOUNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay 'them' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's name is Alzheimer's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy the simple things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1757615335243570118?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1757615335243570118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1757615335243570118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1757615335243570118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1757615335243570118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/12/befoe-i-grow-old.html' title='BEFORE I GROW OLD'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7105913315923596282</id><published>2009-11-30T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T07:50:53.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>OF HEROES AND VILLAINS</title><content type='html'>Sa nakalipas na dalawang linggo ng buwan na ito ay hindi tayo magkamayaw sa pagbubunyi sa mga bagong bayani sa ating henerasyon (pasintabi sa mga OFW, sila ang orig na mga bagong bayani) Una yung bago at pinakamataas na karangalan sa larangan ng boksing ang pagsungkit ni Manny Pacquiao sa 7 korona na siya pa lamang nakagagawa. May sumunod pa rito ang boksingero na si Rodel Mayol ay naging kampeon din sa kanyang ika-5 pagtatangka (bagama't hindi gaanong sikat tulad ni Pacquiao, ito'y dagdag karangalan pa rin sa ating bansa sa loob lamang ng isang linggo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang tunay na hinangaan ko ang totoo ay medyo naluha pa ako ng i-announce ang CNN Hero Of The Year. Siya ay si Efren Penaflorida, who started a Kariton Classroom to bring education to poor children. Grabeh ang sikat nitong si Efren, at mas sikat pa siya sa katukayo niyang si Efren "Bata" Reyes ng Billard. Hindi na ako magtataka kung sa mga susunod na araw ay magdidikit na dito si Chavit Singson at Lito Atienza. $100,000 ang grant sa kanya ng CNN (isa-suggest ko sa kaniya ang business na "Kariton Network" pwedeng maging franchise ito) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging panandalian lamang ang pagbubunyi natin sa mga bayaning ito dahil may sumambulat na balita na nagpagalit sa atin lahat, ito yung Maguindanao Massacre na 57 ang mga natuklasan patay at maari pang madagdagan (kabilang dito ang 27 na taga- media)na ang nahuhukay na pinaslang ng mga walang budhi na ( pasensiya na hindi ko pwedeng tawagin tao ang mga salarin na ito) ayon sa ulat ay away pulitika ang naging ugat nito. Hindi ko ito maintindihan na ang politiko na may layunin makapaglingkod sa tao, ay kailangan pang pumatay ng kanyang lapwa-tao. &lt;br /&gt;Kung totoo ang alegasyon na ang mga Ampatuan ang may kagagawan, siya na ang panapat nating kontra-bayani laban kina Pacman at Penaflorida. &lt;br /&gt;Hay, hindi na tayo naubusan ng malalaking balita samantalang napakaliit ng ating bansa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPh0hdTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/2FI5g3NBwI4/s1600/pac_kocotto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPh0hdTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/2FI5g3NBwI4/s320/pac_kocotto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409915869852805058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pacquiao outbox Cotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" at muli kung nasungkit ang pinakasikat na tao sa Pilipinas, sorry kung bumaba ang rating ni Noynoy at ni Mang Tani ng PAGASA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPnbh8aXxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9nBt3GysXSo/s1600/efren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPnbh8aXxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9nBt3GysXSo/s320/efren.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409922037556338450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Efren Penaflorida won CNN Hero of the Year 2009 " may $100K na ako, marami ng kariton akong mabibili, at hindi po ako tatakbo sa 2010 at kahit alukin ako ni Oliver Lozano na maging Bise-Pesidente niya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPiTD13uzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zt0NiZMDEC4/s1600/amps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPiTD13uzI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Zt0NiZMDEC4/s320/amps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409916394478746418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Akala ko mga nagpapahinga lang sa park ang mga ito at natutulog, yun pala mga tsugi na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPicGOf5-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/U1f1oOARWq4/s1600/ampat_jail6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPicGOf5-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/U1f1oOARWq4/s320/ampat_jail6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409916549737736162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ampatuan &lt;br /&gt;" ako nga si Ampatuan huwag ninyo akong pagbintangan na mamatay tao, di ako marunong pumatay, yun mga tauhan pwede pa pero ako hindi! hindi, pag nakalabas ako dito humanda ka papatayin kita."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7105913315923596282?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7105913315923596282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7105913315923596282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7105913315923596282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7105913315923596282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/11/of-heroes-and-villains.html' title='OF HEROES AND VILLAINS'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SxPh0hdTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/2FI5g3NBwI4/s72-c/pac_kocotto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-6344605358287037770</id><published>2009-11-25T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:23:42.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GENERAL'/><title type='text'>There is only one Philippines</title><content type='html'>Where you can find a small country but big when it comes to news. No other than the Philippines. From calamity to personality, from disaster to massacre, from coronation to corruption. It's all here in this tiny archipelago where you can find all the big news. This country is gifted with both good and bad publicity.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you proud of your country?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-6344605358287037770?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6344605358287037770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=6344605358287037770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6344605358287037770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6344605358287037770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/11/there-is-only-one-philippines.html' title='There is only one Philippines'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9093640663498677793</id><published>2009-11-18T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T12:45:31.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>Something I don't know, (Now I know)</title><content type='html'>It takes your food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One human hair can support 3kg (6.6 lb). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average man's penis is two times the length of his thumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human thighbones are stronger than concrete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman's heart beats faster than a man's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women blink twice as often as men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person's skin weighs twice as much as the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our body uses 300 muscles to balance itself when you are standing still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If saliva cannot dissolve something, you cannot taste it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women reading this will be finished now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are still busy checking their thumbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9093640663498677793?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9093640663498677793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9093640663498677793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9093640663498677793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9093640663498677793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-i-dont-know-now-i-know.html' title='Something I don&apos;t know, (Now I know)'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-6717866261978557089</id><published>2009-10-27T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:38:00.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>CANCER KILLER FRUIT</title><content type='html'>Please read about this miracle fruit that can kill cancer cells 100,000 times, more effective than chemo that gave you side effects&lt;br /&gt;Guyabano,...The Sour Sop Fruit&lt;br /&gt;The Sour Sop or the fruit from the Graviola tree is a miraculous natural cancer cell killer 10,000 times stronger than Chemo.&lt;br /&gt;Why are we not aware of this? Its because some big corporation want to make back their money spent on years of research by trying to make a synthetic version of it for sale. So, since you know it now you can help a friend in need by letting him know or just drink some sour sop juice yourself as prevention from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;The taste is not bad after all. It’s completely natural and definitely has no side effects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the space, plant one in your garden. The other parts of the tree are also useful. The Next Time You Have A Fruit Juice, Ask For A Sour Sop. &lt;br /&gt;How many people died in vain while this billion-dollar drug maker concealed the secret of the miraculous  Graviola tree? This tree is low and is called Graviola in Brazil , Guanabana in Spanish and has the uninspiring name "Soursop" in English. &lt;br /&gt;The fruit is very large and the subacid sweet white pulp is eaten out of hand or, more commonly, used to make fruit drinks, sherbets and such.&lt;br /&gt;The principal interest in this plant is because of its strong anti-cancer effects. &lt;br /&gt;Although it is effective for a number of medical conditions, it is its anti tumor effect that is of most interest. &lt;br /&gt;This plant is a proven cancer remedy for cancers of all types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides being a cancer remedy, graviola is a broad spectrum antimicrobial agent for both bacterial and fungal infections, is effective against internal parasites and worms, lowers high blood pressure and is used for depression, stress and nervous disorders. If there ever was a single example that makes it dramatically clear why the existence of Health Sciences Institute is so vital to Americans like you, it's the incredible story behind the  Graviola tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is stunningly simple:Deep within the Amazon Rainforest grows a tree that could literally revolutionize what you, your doctor, and the rest of the world thinks about cancer treatment and chances of survival. &lt;br /&gt;The Future Has Never Looked More Promising. Research shows that with extracts from this miraculous tree it now may be possible to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Attack cancer safely and effectively with an all-natural therapy that does not cause extreme nausea, weight loss and hair loss&lt;br /&gt;* Protect your immune system and avoid deadly infections&lt;br /&gt;* Feel stronger and healthier throughout the course of the treatment&lt;br /&gt;* Boost your energy and improve your outlook on life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source of this information is just as stunning: It comes from one of America 's largest drug manufacturers, the fruit of over 20 laboratory tests conducted since the 1970's! What those tests revealed was nothing short of mind numbing... &lt;br /&gt;Extracts from the tree were shown to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Effectively target and kill malignant cells in 12 types of cancer, including Colon, Breast, Prostate, Lung and Pancreatic cancer..&lt;br /&gt;* The tree compounds proved to be up to 10,000 times stronger in slowing the growth of cancer cells than Adriamycin, a commonly used chemotherapeutic drug!&lt;br /&gt;* What's more, unlike chemotherapy, the compound extracted from the Graviola  tree selectively hunts down and kills only cancer cells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Does Not Harm Healthy Cells! &lt;br /&gt;The amazing anti-cancer properties of the Graviola tree have been extensively researched-- so why haven't you heard anything about it? &lt;br /&gt;If Graviola extract is as half as promising as it appears to be-- &lt;br /&gt;why doesn't every single Oncologist at every major hospital insist on using it on all his or her patients?&lt;br /&gt;The spine-chilling answer illustrates just how easily our health-- &lt;br /&gt;and for many, our very lives are controlled by money and power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graviola- -the plant that worked too well One of America 's biggest billion-dollar drug makers began a search for a cancer cure and their research centered on Graviola, a legendary healing tree from the Amazon Rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;Various  parts of the Graviola tree--including the bark, leaves, roots, fruit and fruit-seeds--have been used for centuries by medicine men and native Indians in South America to treat heart disease, asthma, liver problems and arthritis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on very little documented scientific evidence, the company poured money and resources into testing the tree's anti-cancerous properties--and were shocked by the results. Graviola proved itself to be a cancer-killing dynamo. &lt;br /&gt;But that's where the Graviola story nearly ended.&lt;br /&gt;The company had one huge problem with the Graviola tree--it's completely natural, and so, under federal law, not patentable. There's no way to make serious profits from it. It turns out the drug company invested nearly seven years trying to&lt;br /&gt;synthesize two of the Graviola tree's most powerful anti-cancer ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;If they could isolate and produce man-made clones of what makes the Graviola so potent, they'd be able to patent it and make their money back. &lt;br /&gt;Alas, they hit a brick wall. The original simply could not be replicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no way the company could protect its profits--or even make back the millions it poured into research. As the dream of huge profits evaporated, their testing on Graviola came to a screeching halt. Even worse, the company shelved the entire project and chose not to publish the findings of its research!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, however, there was one scientist from the Graviola research team &lt;br /&gt;whose conscience wouldn't let him see such atrocity committed. &lt;br /&gt;Risking his career, he contacted a company that's dedicated to harvesting medical plants from the Amazon Rainforest and blew the whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle Unleashed When researchers at the Health Sciences Institute were alerted to the news of Graviola, they began tracking the research done on the cancer-killing tree. Evidence of the astounding effectiveness of Graviola--and its shocking cover-up--came in fast and furious.....The National Cancer Institute performed the first scientific research in 1976. The results showed that Graviola's "leaves and stems were found effective in attacking and destroying malignant cells." Inexplicably, the results were published in an internal report and never released to the public...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1976, Graviola has proven to be an immensely potent cancer killer in 20 independent laboratory tests, yet no double-blind clinical trials- the typical benchmark mainstream doctors and journals use to judge a treatment's value- -were ever initiated..A study published in the Journal of Natural Products, following a recent study conducted at Catholic University of South Korea stated that one chemical in Graviola was found to selectively kill colon cancer cells at "10,000 times the potency of (the commonly used chemotherapy drug)  Adriamycin..."&lt;br /&gt;The most significant part of the Catholic University of South Korea report is that Graviola  was shown to selectively target the cancer cells, leaving healthy cells untouched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike chemotherapy, which indiscriminately targets all actively reproducing cells (such as stomach and hair cells), causing the often devastating side effects of nausea and hair loss in cancer patients. A study at Purdue University recently found that leaves from the Graviola tree killed cancer cells among six human cell lines and were especially effective against prostate, pancreatic and lung cancers... &lt;br /&gt;Seven Years Of Silence Broken--it's Finally Here! A limited supply of Graviola  extract, grown and harvested by indigenous people in Brazil , is finally available in America .&lt;br /&gt;The full Graviola Story--including where you can get it and how to use it--is included in Beyond Chemotherapy: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Cancer Killers, Safe As Mother's Milk, &lt;br /&gt;a Health Sciences Institute FREE special bonus report on natural substances &lt;br /&gt;that will effectively revolutionize the fight against cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-6717866261978557089?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6717866261978557089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=6717866261978557089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6717866261978557089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6717866261978557089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/10/cancer-killer-fruit.html' title='CANCER KILLER FRUIT'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7221473615010340085</id><published>2009-10-10T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:51:59.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>It Works!</title><content type='html'>A woman comes home and tells her husband, ‘Remember those headaches I’ve been having. All these years? Well, they’re gone.’ ‘No more headaches?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the husband asks, ‘What happened?’ His wife replies, ‘Margie referred me to a hypnotist &amp; he told me to stand in front of a mirror, Stare at myself and repeat, ‘ I do not have a headache ‘ ‘ I do not have a headache ‘ ‘ I do not have a headache ‘ Well, it worked! The headaches are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘ Well, that is wonderful’ proclaims the husband. His wife then says, ‘You know, you haven’t been exactly a ball of fire in the bedroom these last few years, why don’t you go see the hypnotist and see if he can do anything for that? ‘ Reluctantly, the husband agrees to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following his appointment, the husband comes home, rips off his clothes, picks up his wife and carries her into the bedroom. He puts her on the bed and says, ‘Don’t move, I’ll be right back.’ He goes into the bathroom and comes back a few minutes later and jumps into bed and makes passionate love to his wife like never before.. His wife says, ‘WOW! – that was wonderful!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband says, ‘Don’t move! I will be right back.’ He goes back into the bathroom, comes back and round two was even better than the first time. The wife sits up and her head is spinning ‘ OH MY GOD ‘ She proclaims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband again says, ‘Don’t move, I’ll be right back.’ With that, he goes back in the bathroom. This time, his wife quietly follows him and there, in the bathroom, she sees him standing at the mirror and saying. ‘She’s not my wife ‘ ‘She’s not my wife ‘ ‘She’s not my wife ‘ . ‘She’s not my wife ‘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story cut short, his wife is now languishing in jail for homicide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7221473615010340085?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7221473615010340085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7221473615010340085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7221473615010340085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7221473615010340085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-works.html' title='It Works!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8464387272016899165</id><published>2009-10-08T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:41:46.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOOD DEEDS'/><title type='text'>THE SEED</title><content type='html'>A successful business man was growing old and &lt;br /&gt;knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the&lt;br /&gt;business. Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, &lt;br /&gt;he decided to do something different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called all the young executives in his company together. &lt;br /&gt;He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the&lt;br /&gt;next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you. &lt;br /&gt;"The young executives were Shocked, but the boss continued.&lt;br /&gt;"I am going to give each one of you a SEED today - one very special SEED. &lt;br /&gt;I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one&lt;br /&gt;year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will&lt;br /&gt;then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next&lt;br /&gt;CEO." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others,&lt;br /&gt;received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She&lt;br /&gt;helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed. &lt;br /&gt;Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown.&lt;br /&gt;After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their&lt;br /&gt;seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew.. &lt;br /&gt;Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. &lt;br /&gt;By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't&lt;br /&gt;have a plant and he felt like a failure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months went by -- still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew&lt;br /&gt;he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had&lt;br /&gt;nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however... He just kept&lt;br /&gt;watering and fertilizing the soil - He so wanted the seed to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company&lt;br /&gt;brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. &lt;br /&gt;Jim told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. &lt;br /&gt;But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt&lt;br /&gt;sick to his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his&lt;br /&gt;life, but he knew his wife was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he&lt;br /&gt;was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were&lt;br /&gt;beautiful -- in all shapes and sizes. &lt;br /&gt;Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young&lt;br /&gt;executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants,&lt;br /&gt;trees, and flowers you have grown," said the CEO. "Today one of you&lt;br /&gt;will be appointed the next CEO!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room&lt;br /&gt;with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the&lt;br /&gt;front. Jim was terrified. He thought, "The CEO knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!" &lt;br /&gt;When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed &lt;br /&gt;- Jim told him the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim,&lt;br /&gt;and then announced to the young executives, "Behold your next Chief Executive&lt;br /&gt;Officer! His name is Jim!" Jim couldn't believe it. Jim couldn't even grow his seed. &lt;br /&gt;"How could he be the new CEO?" the others said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the CEO said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone in&lt;br /&gt;this room a seed.. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring&lt;br /&gt;it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead - it was&lt;br /&gt;not possible for them to grow. &lt;br /&gt;All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. &lt;br /&gt;When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another&lt;br /&gt;seed for the one I gave you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a&lt;br /&gt;pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief&lt;br /&gt;Executive Officer!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8464387272016899165?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8464387272016899165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8464387272016899165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8464387272016899165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8464387272016899165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/10/seed.html' title='THE SEED'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3060703327901521875</id><published>2009-10-06T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:10:18.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>Globe Broadband</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I avail the latest promo of Globe Broadband, just pick any of their internet package. No application fee and free installation.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good offer since I was only using a dial-up connection. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3060703327901521875?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3060703327901521875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3060703327901521875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3060703327901521875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3060703327901521875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/10/globe-broadband.html' title='Globe Broadband'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1211917572158357377</id><published>2009-09-21T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:29:31.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REMEMBERING MARTIAL LAW</title><content type='html'>Every 21st of September, You will see those militants, leftist, Cory's yelloy people people brigade, those so called human rights victims of atrocities during martial law. You know all these people pissed me off every year, why not celebrate good things happened during martial law? likes descipline, peace and order, no drug trafficking,strict inplementaion of curfew to the youth, cleanliness and beautification of Metro Manila etc, (ang dami-dami nito) Ang totoo marami ang nagsasabi na mas maganda ang buhay nuong Martial law dahil maganda ang economy natin, maganda ang mga negosyo ng mga mamamayan, hindi mo pangangambahan ang kidnaping, at lahat ng masasaman elemnto ng kasamaan ng paligid. Eh marami raw biktima ang martial Law, sorry na lang sila, alam naman nilang Martial law, kakalat-kalat pa sila sa paligid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1211917572158357377?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1211917572158357377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1211917572158357377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1211917572158357377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1211917572158357377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering-martial-law.html' title='REMEMBERING MARTIAL LAW'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5478859983834113691</id><published>2009-08-31T23:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:32:20.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>Ka Erdy Manalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/Sp7kQ22PPII/AAAAAAAAAEE/X6utWXxt8GU/s1600-h/n573749410_8635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/Sp7kQ22PPII/AAAAAAAAAEE/X6utWXxt8GU/s320/n573749410_8635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376985983378996354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 2, 1925 - Agusut 31, 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye is not forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5478859983834113691?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5478859983834113691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5478859983834113691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5478859983834113691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5478859983834113691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/08/ka-erdy-manalo.html' title='Ka Erdy Manalo'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/Sp7kQ22PPII/AAAAAAAAAEE/X6utWXxt8GU/s72-c/n573749410_8635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-464843019745184520</id><published>2009-08-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:55:26.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother Mike</title><content type='html'>Church people are now entering politics. Bro. Eddie Villanueva of Jesus Is Lord Church confirmed his 2nd attempt for the presidency, a Priest Governor from Pampanga, and of course the clown-preacher Bro. Mike Velarde of El Shaddai (by the way El Shaddai is a catholic charismatic movement w/c was founded by Bro. Mike 25 years ago.) And his latest pronouncement, he said that he is the only candidate who promise a life in heaven. Of course those stupid-fanatics followers believed him. why I boldly say that those people are stupid from day 1 he promised that all his members will get rich after 25 years they remain poors. I remember Cardinal Sin, onced said that Bro. Mike is a shallow preacher and I agreed with him completely. Ito minsan ang nakakapagtaka sa mga Pilipinong-katoliko. kaya nga maski hindi boto ang CBCP na ginagamit ang katoliko at ang pondo sa ministry nito na hindi malaman kung saan napupunta at dinadala ni Bro. Mike ay pinababayaan na lang nila ito, sa dahilan na mas pinakikinggan ng katolikong el Shaddai si Bro. Mike kesa sa mga Kaparian. Iboboto mo ba si Bro. Mike? ano ako hilo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-464843019745184520?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/464843019745184520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=464843019745184520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/464843019745184520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/464843019745184520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/08/brother-mike.html' title='Brother Mike'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7268628185887315496</id><published>2009-08-21T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:54:07.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>If Life is Water.....</title><content type='html'>A group of working adults got together &lt;br /&gt;to visit their University lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer was happy to see them.&lt;br /&gt;Conversation soon turned into complaints &lt;br /&gt;about stress in work and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lecturer just smiled and went to the kitchen &lt;br /&gt;to get an assortment of cups -some in plastic, &lt;br /&gt;some in glass, some plain looking and some looked rather &lt;br /&gt;expensive and exquisite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lecturer offered his former students &lt;br /&gt;the cups to get drinks for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the students had a cup in hand with water, &lt;br /&gt;the Lecturer spoke: "If you noticed, all the nice looking, &lt;br /&gt;expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind &lt;br /&gt;the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal that you only &lt;br /&gt;want the best for yourselves, that is the source of your &lt;br /&gt;problems and stress. What all you wanted was water,&lt;br /&gt;not the cup, but we unconsciously went for the better cups."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just like in life, if Life is Water, then the jobs, &lt;br /&gt;money and position in society are the cups. &lt;br /&gt;They are just tools to hold/maintain Life, but the&lt;br /&gt;quality of Life doesn't change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we only concentrate on the cup, &lt;br /&gt;we won't have time to enjoy/taste the&lt;br /&gt;water in it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7268628185887315496?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7268628185887315496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7268628185887315496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7268628185887315496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7268628185887315496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-life-is-water.html' title='If Life is Water.....'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7529074939048627139</id><published>2009-08-06T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:45:53.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>BEWARE OF CANNED SOFTDRINKS...</title><content type='html'>IMPORTANT!&lt;br /&gt;A stock clerk was sent to clean up a storeroom in Maui , Hawaii . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got back, he was complaining that the storeroom was really filthy and that he had noticed dried mouse/rat droppings in some areas.! &lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, he started to feel like he was coming down with a stomach flu, complained of sore joints and headaches, and began to vomit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to bed and never really got up again. Within two&lt;br /&gt;days he was severely ill and weak. His blood sugar count was down to 66, and his face and eyeballs were yellow. He was rushed to the emergency at Pali-Momi, where he was diagnosed to be suffering from massive organ failure. He died shortly before midnight. &lt;br /&gt;No one would have made the connection between his job and his death, had it not been for a doctor who specifically asked if he had been in a warehouse or exposed to dried rat/mouse droppings at anytime. They said there is a virus (much like the Hanta virus) that lives in dried rat and mouse droppings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once dried, these droppings are like dust and can easily be breathed in or ingested if a person does not wear protective gear or fails to wash face and hands thoroughly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An autopsy was performed on the clerk to verify the doctor's suspicions.. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why it is extremely important to ALWAYS carefully rinse off the tops of canned sodas or foods, and to wipe off pasta packaging, cereal boxes, and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything you buy in a supermarket was stored in a warehouse at one time or another, and stores themselves often have rodents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us remember to wash vegetables and fruits but never think of boxes and cans. &lt;br /&gt;The ugly truth is, even the most modern, upper-class, super store has rats and mice. And their warehouse most assuredly does! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you buy any canned soft drink, please make sure that you wash the top with running water and soap or, if that is not available, drink with a straw. &lt;br /&gt;The investigation of soda cans by the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta discovered that the tops of soda cans can be encrusted with dried rat's urine, which is so toxic it can be lethal. Canned drinks and other foodstuffs are stored in warehouses and containers that are usually infested with rodents, and then they get transported to retail outlets without being properly cleaned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7529074939048627139?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7529074939048627139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7529074939048627139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7529074939048627139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7529074939048627139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/08/beware-of-canned-softdrinks.html' title='BEWARE OF CANNED SOFTDRINKS...'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8562320844832453326</id><published>2009-07-17T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:15:09.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON</title><content type='html'>This day is very special to me 1st, it was my son (Ysaiah Yves Ysrael) was born July 17, 1995, in FEU Hospital, Morayta, Manila. 2nd , this will be my 100 posts for this site. While I was writing this blog my sister in law texted me that classes today was suspended due to signal no. 2 in NCR. (let me share a letter I made for him 14 years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Yves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were born two days ago, I've realized that life was so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you opened your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was full of sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our heart was filled with smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joyfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are watching you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep now my child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stay with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only for a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/july 19, 1995/FEU Nursery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8562320844832453326?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8562320844832453326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8562320844832453326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8562320844832453326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8562320844832453326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-son.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9037767405846092996</id><published>2009-07-05T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:00:46.676-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>ANG ALAMAT KUNG BAKIT NAGSISINUNGALING ANG MGA LALAKI...</title><content type='html'>Karpintero itong si Juan at isang araw eh gumagawa siya &lt;br /&gt;ng isang bahay sa tabi ng ilog. &lt;br /&gt;Sa lakas ng pagmamartilyo niya eh nalaglag ang martilyo &lt;br /&gt;niya sa ilog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umiyak siya at lumitaw ang Guardian Angel niya. &lt;br /&gt;"tutulungan kita Juan" sabay lundag sa ilog. Umahon ito at &lt;br /&gt;hawak ng ang "Golden Hammer" "Ito ba ang martilyo mo?&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi po", sagot ni Juan. Lundag ulit ang Guardian Angel &lt;br /&gt;at paglitaw ay may hawak namang "Silver Hammer" ito ba?&lt;br /&gt;...Hindi po! Lundag ulit ang "angel" at pag litaw ay may &lt;br /&gt;hawak na itong  "Ordinary Hammer" "ito ba? ..."Opo!" &lt;br /&gt;Natuwa ang anghel. " Dahil honest ka, bukod sa martilyo mo &lt;br /&gt;ay ibibigay ko na rin sa iyo pareho ang Golden at Silver hammer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makaraan ang ilang araw, naglalakad si Juan sa may ilog &lt;br /&gt;at kasama ang Misis niya. Eh sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari, &lt;br /&gt;nalaglag si Misis sa ilog...iyak si Juan&lt;br /&gt;Litaw si guardian Angel, "tutulungan kita"&lt;br /&gt;...sabay lundag sa ilog at ng lumitaw eh kasama si...&lt;br /&gt; Jennifer Lopez,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SlEX8nJ9RoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4EhuRWTdB_w/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SlEX8nJ9RoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4EhuRWTdB_w/s320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355087761990567554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ito ba ang misis mo ?" ... sagot si Juan, &lt;br /&gt;"Opo"...Nagalit ang anhel, Sinungaling ka, &lt;br /&gt;akala ko pa naman ay mabait ka!"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Nag-reason si Juan, "sorry po Angel...&lt;br /&gt;kasi pag sinabi kong hindi, eh lulundag ka ulit &lt;br /&gt;sa tubig at paglitaw mo kasama mo si Britney Spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SlEXR-LwTfI/AAAAAAAAADs/wu_ZFJTIu14/s1600-h/image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SlEXR-LwTfI/AAAAAAAAADs/wu_ZFJTIu14/s320/image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355087029437746674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At pag sinabi ko uli na hindi siya ang asawa ko, &lt;br /&gt;eh lulundag ka uli at ang tunay na Misis ko na ang kasama mo. &lt;br /&gt;At dahil sa kabaitan ko, eh ibibigay mo din sa akin &lt;br /&gt;sina  Jennifer at Britney. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap lang po ako at hindi ko kaya ang me tatlong asawa, &lt;br /&gt;kaya 'Yes' na lang ang sinagot ko nung una. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;Kaya lang naman nagsi-sinungaling ang mga lalaki, &lt;br /&gt;Eh, for a good and noble reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9037767405846092996?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9037767405846092996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9037767405846092996' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9037767405846092996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9037767405846092996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/07/alamat-kung-bakit-nagsisinungaling-ang.html' title='ANG ALAMAT KUNG BAKIT NAGSISINUNGALING ANG MGA LALAKI...'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SlEX8nJ9RoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4EhuRWTdB_w/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2699283554148441812</id><published>2009-06-15T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:52:20.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>A Good Story</title><content type='html'>"This one was email by a friend, it was a good stuff so i'm sharing it with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man slowly looked up. This was a woman clearly accustomed to the finer things of life. Her coat was new. She looked like she had never missed  a meal in her life. His first thought was that she wanted to make fun  of him, like so many others had done before. "Leave me alone," he growled...  To his amazement, the woman continued standing. She was smiling -- her  even white teeth displayed in dazzling rows. "Are you hungry?" she asked. "No," he answered sarcastically. "I've just come from dining with the president. Now go away." The woman's smile became even broader.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the man felt a gentle hand under his arm. "What are you doing, lady?" the man asked angrily. "I said to leave me alone. Just then a policeman came up. "Is there any problem, ma'am?" he asked... "No problem here, officer," the woman answered. "I'm just trying to get this man to his feet. Will you help me?"&lt;br /&gt;The officer scratched his head. "That's old Jack. He's been a fixture around here for a couple of years. What do you want with him? "See that cafeteria over there?" she asked. "I'm going to get him something to eat and get him out of the cold for awhile." Are you crazy, lady?" the homeless man resisted. "I don't want to go in&lt;br /&gt;there!" Then he felt strong hands grab his other arm and lift him up. "Let me go, officer,I didn't do anything." "This is a good deal for you, Jack," the officer answered. "Don't blow it."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, and with some difficulty, the woman and the police officer got Jack into the cafeteria and sat him at a table in a remote corner. It was the middle of the morning, so most of the breakfast crowd had already left and the lunch bunch had not yet arrivedThe manager strode across the cafeteria and stood by his table. "What's going on here, officer?" he asked. "What is all this is this man in trouble?" "This lady brought this man in here to be fed," the policeman answered. "Not in here!" the manager replied angrily. "Having a person like that here is bad for business." Old Jack smiled a toothless grin. "See, lady. I told you so. Now if you'll let me go. I didn't want to come here in the first place."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The woman turned to the cafeteria manager and smiled.. "Sir, are you familiar with Eddy and Associates, the banking firm down the street?" "Of course I am," the manager answered impatiently. "They hold their weekly meetings in one of my banquet rooms." "And do you make a goodly amount of money providing food at these weekly meetings?" "What business is that of yours?" I, sir, am Penelope Eddy, president and CEO of the company." "Oh." The woman smiled again. "I thought that might make a difference." She glanced at the cop who was busy stifling a giggle. "Would you like to join us in a cup of coffee and a meal, officer?" "No thanks, ma'am," the officer replied. "I'm on duty." "Then, perhaps, a cup of coffee to go?" "Yes, ma'am. That would be very nice." The cafeteria manager turned on his heel, "I'll get your coffee for you right away, officer." The officer watched him walk away. "You certainly put him in his place," he said.  "That was not my intent. Believe it or not, I have a reason for all this."  She sat down at the table across from her amazed dinner guest &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stared at him intently. "Jack, do you remember me?"  Old Jack searched her face with his old, rheumy eyes "I think so -- I mean you do look familiar." "I'm a little older perhaps," she said. "Maybe I've even filled out more  than in my younger days when you worked here, and I came through that very door, cold and hungry."&lt;br /&gt;"Ma'am?" the officer said questioningly. He couldn't believe that such a&lt;br /&gt;magnificently turned out woman could ever have been hungry. "I was just out of college," the woman began. "I had come to the city looking for a job, but I couldn't find anything. Finally I was down to  my last few cents and had been kicked out of my apartment.. I walked   the streets for days. It was February and I was cold and nearly starving. I saw this place and walked in on the off chance that I could  get something to eat." Jack lit up with a smile. "Now I remember," he said. "I was behind the serving counter. You came up and asked me if you could work for something to eat. I said that it was against company policy.." "I  know," the woman said Then you made me the biggest roast beef  sandwich that I had ever seen, gave me a cup of coffee, and told me to go over to a corner table and enjoy it. I was afraid that you would get into troubleThen, when I looked over, I saw you put the price of my   food in the cash register I knew then that everything would be all right." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you started your own business" Old Jack said. "I got a job that very afternoon. I worked my way up. Eventually I started  my own business that, with the help of God, prospered." She opened her  purse and pulled out a business card. "When you are finished here, I want you to pay a visit to a Mr.. LyonsHe's the personnel director of my company. I'll  go talk to him now and I'm certain he'll find something for you to do around the office." She smiled. "I think he might even find the funds to give you a little advance so that you can buy some clothes and get a  place to live until you get on your feet.  If you ever need anything, my door is always opened to you."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There were tears in the old man's eyes. "How can I ever thank you?" he said   "Don't thank me," the woman answered. "To God goes the glory. Thank Jesus... He led meto you." Outside the cafeteria, the officer and the woman paused at the entrance before&lt;br /&gt;going their separate ways"Thank you for all your help, officer," she said. "On  the contrary, Ms. Eddy," he answered. "Thank you. I saw a miracle today, something that I will never forget. And...And thank you for the coffee."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2699283554148441812?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2699283554148441812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2699283554148441812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2699283554148441812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2699283554148441812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-story.html' title='A Good Story'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8226620756284560451</id><published>2009-06-06T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:14:16.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>OMG!!</title><content type='html'>This blog is not a scened from a  prime time news but I'll just want to share this horrible story I experienced last Friday evening (June 5, 2009). Around 5:00 pm when my wife asked me through phone to fetched her in SM North so I leaved my two sons Yves (13) and York (10) in our house. I was early in the mall but luckily there was an on-going International 10-Balls Women Billiard Tournament (those ladies cue artist are really good) until my wife came then we proceed to National Book Store to buy some school supplies. After we buy all items on the list my wife phone my eldest son Yves to ask if he wants to add more but my son insist to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she gave me the cellphone and Yves talk to me in a mild manner but I sensed he was scared a little bit and told me " Daddy, may tao dito duguan dumaan sa bubungan natin at may hawak na kutsilyo." But before he continued the man grabbed the phone and said " Pare pasensiya ka na hindi ko gusto mangyari ito nagipit lang ako may humahabol sa akin."  I was shocked but I have to deal with him. "Sino ka ba at bakit dyan sa bahay ko? Please lang huwag mong sasakltan ang mga anak ko" The man said "Walang mangyayari sa mga anak mo basta walang mangyayari sa akin." he answered back. Then I told him to calm down (but actually I was telling it to myself) in a diplomatic way I said to " hintayin mo ako dyan sa bahay at tutulungan kita." (Damned I can't believed I was into a hostage situation and it was my children) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I grabbed my wife and told her " we have to go home now, there was an emergency situation in our house!" Of course my wife was already in a panic mode when I told her that our sons were taken as hostage. While inside the taxi we are both nervously assuming whats going on in our house. There are some worst scenarios that entered my mind but we have nothing to do but to hope and pray that there is no untoward incident happened there.Oh, the traffic seems to be forever so my wife keep on crying and shouting to the driver to hurry-up. Finally we reached our home and there was no kitbitzer (meron) around and that explained because rain was continuously pouring for almost a week now. Believed me  it was the scariest moment of my life when I opened our door.When we saw our children watching TV there was a sign of relief to both of us. My wife hugged them while I was checking the man and found him in our kitchen still holding a knife and I noticed a gun tucked in his waist. When he saw me he apologised and asked for my forgiveness. I've told him to sit down (just to get his trust I have to listened to his stories) and I've learned the he was a former soldier (awol) and being chased by barangay tanod because he stabbed one of his drinking buddies, and in order to escape he ran into the rooftop all the way inside my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I promised him and after I've checked my sorrounding I told him he can go now. But before he do that he requested for a pair of slippers and an umbrella. (that son of a b____ don't want to soak in the rain) My only problem is how to fix my fiberglass roof of which he break in order to get in.I think I've learned something on an actual hostage crisis management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I embraced my sons specially Yves (who happened to be diagnosed last week of a rare heart problem)  and asked if they were alright? Proudly he said " Dad I remembered your instruction that in times of trouble I should be calm and focus". I've told him " you're such a smart and very brave!" and I am proud of you on how you take care of your younger brother and how to handled the situation".He smiled and said " No dad I'm not that brave I'm still scared of cockroaches".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8226620756284560451?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8226620756284560451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8226620756284560451' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8226620756284560451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8226620756284560451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-is-not-scened-from-prime-time.html' title='OMG!!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4540349154242406782</id><published>2009-05-24T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:43:27.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>Anong kaguluhan ito?!!</title><content type='html'>Pagkatapos ng magandang balita sa pagkakapanalo ni Pacquiao, Donaire at Villoria sa boxing na nagbigay sa atin ng magandang balita ay balik na naman tayo sa masamang impresyon sa ating mga Pinoy. Una, And "racial slurs or remark" ni Alec Baldwin ng Hollywood tungkol sa mail order bride sa Pilipinas.(nag-sorry na raw si Baldwin sa isyung ito.) Pero, bakit naman sa isang "noontime show" ay binababoy din ng mga contestant na bakla ang name ng ibang bansa. (hindi kaya balat-sibuyas lang tayo?)at hindi natin napapansin na mga pintasero din tayo sa iba, minsan pa nga sa mismong kababayan natin na mga Chinese at Bisaya ay inaaglahi natin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa: Medyo natawagan ako ng pansin sa isyu ng mga sex videos ni Hayden Kho. Out of curiousity bumili ako ng isang pirated tape just to prove kung genuine ito o hindi. Well, totoo nga at ito ang dahilan upang gamitin ito ni Bong Revilla para mamulitika at magkaruon ng aktibidad sa senado. Talaga yatang lipunan tayo ng mga mang-gagamit. Balik tayo sa isyu ng sex video, totoong naa-awa ako sa mga biktima ng pangyayaring ito bagamat kung pagbabasehan mo ang mga videos ay gusto rin naman nila ang kanilang ginagawa, ngunit dahil sa kumalat na ito at halos milyon na ang  nakapanuod ano na ang mangyayari sa susunod na mga eksena? marahil may makakasuhan, ang iba mawawalan na ng "career" at pwede rin na lalo pa silang sumikat. &lt;br /&gt;Ang nakaka-alarma lamang sa pangyayaring ito ay hindi na ito naging usapin ng mga matatanda pati mga bata ay pangkaraniwang na lamang sa kanila ang panooring ito sa mga cellphone na napakabilis naman na mai-download.&lt;br /&gt;Masyado ng bumababa ang moralidad ng mga Pinoy o hindi pa lamang tayo handa sa ganitong pagbabago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4540349154242406782?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4540349154242406782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4540349154242406782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4540349154242406782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4540349154242406782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/05/anong-kaguluahan-ito.html' title='Anong kaguluhan ito?!!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5863698346047391916</id><published>2009-05-03T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:20:51.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>There is only one...Manny Pacquiao</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the anticipated "The battle of East vs. West between Pacquiao - Hatton." As much as possible I've always watch boxing in the movie house dahil kinukunsumi talaga tayo ng mga TV ads who are wasting our time. Well 450 pesos is not bad at all dahil dahil you can watch the they watch it live in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual it was a jampacked event dahil maraming mga Britons ang dumagsa sa Las Vegas kahit krisis sa economy. Well marami namang Pinoy duon na laging sumusuporta sa idolo natin. Siyempre ang sandamakmak na pulitiko sa atin na nagsayang naman ng pera ng bayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well alam na ng lahat ang resulta at totoong nai-inggit tayo kay Pacman dahil kumita siya ng 3 milyon dolyares kada minuto sa laban na yun. Pero higit pa sa pera yung karangalan na maglalagay sa kanya sa hall of fame ng boksing sa Amerika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigilan na natin ang pagpuna kay Martin Nievera sa pagiba niya ng tono sa ating Pambansang Awit, ang mahalaga ginawa niya ito ng bongga at ito ang uso sa Las Vegas di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay ka Pacquiao, at pinasaya mo na naman ang sambayanang hikahos sa buhay. Mabuhay ang Pinoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5863698346047391916?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5863698346047391916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5863698346047391916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5863698346047391916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5863698346047391916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-only-onemanny-pacquiao.html' title='There is only one...Manny Pacquiao'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7288035238072530832</id><published>2009-05-01T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:49:00.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>My last post was April 2 and today is May 2 already, before I knew it isang buwan na pala ang lumipas. Ano ba ang pinag-gagawa ko? Wait! do I owe to everybody an explanation? Of course naman, visiting one's blog site is time consuming lalo na pag mabagal internet mo. And one more thing is you already have an resposibility not only to your blogsmate but also to yourself too (to others blogging is also an on-line diary, so you should keep your diary updated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have a valid reason 'cause my computer was crash, so i have to bring it to my suking technician siyempre gastos na naman dahil I have to install another hard disk dahil puno ang dati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot, yesterday (May 1), was our 14th wedding anniversary. I was a cruel husband dahil nasa outing/seminar ako w/c we are not allowed to bring family member. We still afford to celebrate it when I got home in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit kunti lang visitor ko sa blogsite ko, I'm really sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow I will watch Pacquiao-Hatton figth in SM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ysrael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7288035238072530832?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7288035238072530832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7288035238072530832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7288035238072530832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7288035238072530832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8612799779676387016</id><published>2009-04-02T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:56:53.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the mind of a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; This makes me laugh :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SdVPz-z8muI/AAAAAAAAADE/Ib00PCMPG5I/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="GetAttachment" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="GetAttachment" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SdVP3tZlMTI/AAAAAAAAADI/VrZRuc_oT3o/GetAttachment_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8612799779676387016?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8612799779676387016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8612799779676387016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8612799779676387016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8612799779676387016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/04/inside-mind-of-woman.html' title='Inside the mind of a woman'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/SdVP3tZlMTI/AAAAAAAAADI/VrZRuc_oT3o/s72-c/GetAttachment_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5143372291149244515</id><published>2009-03-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:10:29.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH vs. SCIENCE</title><content type='html'>An Atheist Professor of Philosophy speaks to his Class on the Problem Science has with GOD, the ALMIGHTY. &lt;br /&gt;He asks one of his New Christian Students to stand and . . .&lt;br /&gt;Professor: You are a Christian, aren't you, son? &lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So you believe in GOD? &lt;br /&gt;Student: Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is GOD Good? &lt;br /&gt;Student: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL? &lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: My Brother died of Cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn't.&lt;br /&gt;How is this GOD good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;(Student is silent)&lt;br /&gt;Professor: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, Young Fella.&lt;br /&gt;Is GOD Good?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is Satan good? &lt;br /&gt;Student: No.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Where does Satan come from? &lt;br /&gt;Student: From . . . GOD . . .&lt;br /&gt;Professor: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this World?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn't it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;(Student does not answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Is there Sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the World, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So, who Created them ? &lt;br /&gt;(Student has no answer)&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and Observe the World around you. Tell me, son . . . Have you ever Seen GOD?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No , sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yet you still Believe in HIM? &lt;br /&gt;Student: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Nothing. I only have my Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes, Faith. And that is the Problem Science has.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Professor, is there such a thing as Heat?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student: And is there such a thing as Cold?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student: No sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Lecture Theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events)&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat, Superheat, Mega Heat, White Heat, a Little Heat or No Heat...&lt;br /&gt;But we don't have anything called Cold. We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero, which is No Heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as Cold. Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence of Heat. &lt;br /&gt;We cannot Measure Cold. &lt;br /&gt;Heat is Energy. &lt;br /&gt;Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the Absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;(There is Pin - Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: What about Darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as Darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Student: You're wrong again, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Darkness is the Absence of Something&lt;br /&gt;You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, and Flashing Light . . . &lt;br /&gt;But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and its called&lt;br /&gt;Darkness, isn't it? In reality, Darkness isn't. &lt;br /&gt;If it is, were you would be able to make Darkness Darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: So what is the point you are making, Young Man ?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality. &lt;br /&gt;You argue there is Life and then there is Death,&lt;br /&gt;a Good GOD and a Bad GOD. &lt;br /&gt;You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something finite,&lt;br /&gt;Something we can measure. &lt;br /&gt;Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought. &lt;br /&gt;It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never seen,&lt;br /&gt;Much less fully understood either one. &lt;br /&gt;To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be ignorant of the fact that &lt;br /&gt;Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing. &lt;br /&gt;Death is Not the Opposite of Life: just the Absence of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your Students that they evolved from a Monkey?&lt;br /&gt;Professor: If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a Smile, beginning to realize where the Argument is going )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and &lt;br /&gt;Cannot even prove that this Process is an On - Going Endeavor, &lt;br /&gt;Are you not teaching your Opinion, sir? &lt;br /&gt;Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Class is in Uproar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there anyone in the Class who has ever seen the Professor's Brain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Class breaks out into Laughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's Brain, Felt it, touched or Smelt it? &lt;br /&gt;One appears to have done so. &lt;br /&gt;So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical, Stable, &lt;br /&gt;Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have No Brain, sir.&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your Lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Room is Silent. The Professor stares at the Student, his face unfathomable. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;Student: That is it sir . . . &lt;br /&gt;The Link between Man &amp; GOD is FAITH. &lt;br /&gt;That is all that Keeps Things Moving &amp; Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out later that the student is Albert Einstein.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5143372291149244515?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5143372291149244515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5143372291149244515' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5143372291149244515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5143372291149244515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith-vs-science.html' title='FAITH vs. SCIENCE'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1727027760962424999</id><published>2009-03-15T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:08:51.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>KWENTONG BETERANO</title><content type='html'>ARSENIO S, NAGUIT&lt;br /&gt;1922 - 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming kuwento tungkol kay Francis Magalona ng siya ay pumanaw pero mas pinili ko ang taong ito, na kasabay niyang namatay nuong araw ding yaon. Si Tatang Arsenio ay katapat lang bahay ko at araw-araw ay nagkikita kami at naghuhuntahan sa halos 5 taon na pagkakatira ko sa lungsod Quezon, at sa tagal ng panahong iyon ay itinuring na niya akong anak at kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang beterano nuong panahon ng pangalawang digmaan pan-daigdig. At katulad ng tipikal na beterano ay maraming rin siyang kwento tungkol sa pakikipag-tungalian nila sa mga Hapon (aka sakang) Nguni't mas madalas ay nakikinig siya sa mga kwento ko na ang karamihan naman ay hindi totoo. Sa madaling salita trip lang ng matanda ang may ka-kwentuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Mang Arsenio ay nakapag-asawa ng siya ay desi-sais anyos pa lamang dahil sa may ka-gwapuhan at matangkad marami rin siyang naging babae at pamilya sa mahabang panahon na pananatili niya dito sa daigdig. Kumplikado ang buhay pag-ibig niya, namatay ang una niyang asawa, dalawa ang naging anak niya dito. Sa pangalawa ay hindi siya kasal ngunit lima ang naging anak nila. At sa pangatlo ay si Aling Juliana na biyuda rin sa unang asawa, wala silang anak dahil pareho na silang matanda ng panahon na sila ay magsama. Ikinasal sila nuong 1996 sa maramihang pagkakasal na ini-sponsor ng mga mahilig mamulitikang politiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggan sa dumating ang panahon na pinahihirapan na siya ng iba't-ibang karamdaman dahil na rin marahil sa edad niyang mahigit otsenta anyos na. Naging suki siya sa pagamutan ng mga beterano ang Veterans Memorial Medical Center.&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw bago pumanaw si Mang Arsenio ay naka-pirma pa siya duon sa malaking biyaya na matatanggap ng mga beterano, siyam ng libong dolyares na siya ring dahilan kung bakit nagdatingan 'yung marami niyang kamag-anak na hindi na niya nakikita sa napakatagal na panahon. Nang-ibalita ko ito sa kanya, ay pinalapit niya ako at may ibinulong sa akin, inakala ng iba na babalatuhan ako ng matanda pero hindi ko na sinabi sa kanila yung bilin at dito ko lang sasabihin at ito ang bilin niya  "Bahala ka na sa mga halaman ko ha, hindi na siguro ako makakap-dilig pa."            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa wakas ay natapos din ang mahabang lamay at inilibing siya sa Libingan ng mga Bayani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paalam Mang Arsenio, kaibigan, beterano at bayani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1727027760962424999?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1727027760962424999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1727027760962424999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1727027760962424999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1727027760962424999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/03/kwentong-beterano.html' title='KWENTONG BETERANO'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8033594698644069558</id><published>2009-03-05T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:28:20.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>PUSILA! PUSILA!</title><content type='html'>Pagkatapos ng mahigit 25 taon ang mga sundalo na nasangkot sa pagkaka-paslang sa dating senador Ninoy Aquino ay napalaya na sa bisa ng ehekutibong klemensiya na ibinigay ng Pangulong Arroyo. Dalawa lamang naman ang reaksyon ang Tumutol at ang Sumang-ayon. Sa mga tumutol siyempre kabilang na ang pamilyang Aquino sa pangunguna ni Noynoy at Kris. Sabi ni Senador NoyNoy, dapat ay humingi ng tawad sa kanila ang mga sundalo.(na para bang sigurado siya na  may kinalaman ang mga ito sa konsperasiyang ito.) Si Kris naman ay pa-showbiz effect sa panunumbat at paiyak-iyak pang sinabi na nawalan daw siya ng Ama sa mahabang panahon.( Hay, naku Kris napaka-swerte mo nga sa lahat ng nawalan ng ama, dahil naging presidente ang nanay mo, naging senador ang kuya mo at naging showbiz host at artista ka na nagkamal ng pera at lalake.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairness sa mga sundalo, ako bilang isa naniniwala na walang kinalaman ang mga ito. Sa aking pag-aaral at pagtatanong kadalasan kapag may operasyon ang mga kasundaluhan hindi naman talaga ibinibigay sa kanila ang detalye ng kanilang mga superyor. Mahirap makulong, ang iba nga diyan isang linggo pa lang nakukulong inaamin na na siya daw ang pumatay kay Jose Rizal, marahil kung may katotohanan ang bintang sa kanila ay may umamin na dito sa hirap ng pagkakakulong ng 25 taon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang totoo tuwing ini-interbyu ang mga sundalong ito duon sa kulungan ay nadudurog ang puso ko sa pagka-awa sa kanila at sa kanilang mga pamilya. Naglingkod sa bayan ang mga ito at alam natin na mga fallguys lang ang mga ito. Dapat pa nga ay bayaran ang nawalang mga taon sa kanila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa pamilyang Aquino marahil ang isang opsiyon dito ay muling buksan ang kaso at tumutok naman tayo sa posibilidad na si Galman talaga ang pumatay dahil sa pinatunayan naman ito ng isa sa pinakamahusay na  forensic expert natin na  kumakailan lang ay naglabas ng resulta sa mahaba niya pagsasaliksik. (hindi tulad nuon na halos lahat ay naniwala sa hakahaka na patay na si Galman bago pa pinatay si Aquino.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun nga lamang ay medyo malabo ng matukoy kung sino talaga utak dito. Marahil ay patay na lahat ang mga pangunahing kasangkot sa krimen na ito na nagpabago sa kasaysayan ng Pilipinas. Katulad din ng kaso ni JFK ng Amerika, masakit din ito sa kanila pero sabi nga sa palasak na kasabihan sa englis "We have to move on.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8033594698644069558?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8033594698644069558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8033594698644069558' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8033594698644069558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8033594698644069558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/03/pusila-pusila.html' title='PUSILA! PUSILA!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3704292808130282095</id><published>2009-03-01T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:55:16.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>Sulyap sa EDSA</title><content type='html'>Nuong Pebrero 25, 2009 ay muling ipinagdiwang ang "People Power" sa Edsa at sa pagkakataong iyon ay medyo kumpleto na ang cast ng mga pangunahing personahe tulad ni Enrile, Honasan at Ramos. Pero hindi pa rin mapapasubalian na ito ay nilangaw dahil na rin naman wala ng interes na pumunta rito ang mga mamamayan na ginamit ng simbahan at mga politiko nuon. Siyempre wala si Cory Aquino, dahil hanggan ngayon ay galit-galit pa rin sila. At mula nuon ay naging tatlo-bente sinko na ang "People Power". Sa aking personal na pananaw ay wala naman talagang "People Power" na nagpapabagsak sa Gobyernong gusto nilang palitan. Lahat ng ito ay nagtatagumpay lamang kapag bumabaliktad ang militar. Kaya kapag walang hindi nakialam ang militar  walang patutunguhan ang "People Power". Tama lang na hindi ito siputin ni GMA dahil lumilikha lang ito ng pagkabaha-bahagi sa mga Pilipino. Sana ay tigilan na ang pagdiriwang sa okasyong ito ng people power dahil hindi naman nakakabuti sa kabuuan ng sambayanang Pilipino, at nagiging dahilan pa ito ng hindi paghilom ng sugat dahil sa walang kwentang pulitika na ang gustong mangyari ay umikot na lamang ang mundo natin sa kanila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3704292808130282095?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3704292808130282095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3704292808130282095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3704292808130282095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3704292808130282095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/03/sulyap-sa-edsa.html' title='Sulyap sa EDSA'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1839588130313336592</id><published>2009-02-24T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:06:30.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>And the Oscar best picture ....</title><content type='html'>The 81st Oscar award was almost finish when I catch its live telecast here yesterday. It was a different set-up the host is not a comedian like Billy Crytalls and Whoope Goldberg. It was Hugh Jackman who played Wolverine from the X-MEN movie.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's the first time that a husband and wife was both nominated in Best Actor and Best Actress category? but Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie is not that lucky but the couples are awesome isn't it? Kate Winslet what can I say? I already predicted that she's gonna win the Best Actress and i guess everybody was expecting it. and the big surprise is ...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQhAWXvqkHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQhAWXvqkHU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it the film was done outside Hollywood on a shoe-string budget. With no big star in fact those kids who appear in the movie was not actors and actresses in Mumbai, India. I salute the director and producer of the film for their passion. Now who say that Oscar was only for those who have money and big star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1Jm-gJNW90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1Jm-gJNW90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1839588130313336592?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1839588130313336592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1839588130313336592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1839588130313336592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1839588130313336592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-oscar-best-picture.html' title='And the Oscar best picture ....'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2215265520745477602</id><published>2009-02-22T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:43:59.807-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>CURTAIN RODS</title><content type='html'>She spent the first day packing her belongings into&lt;br /&gt;boxes, crates and suitcases.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful  dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music,  and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of   spring-water. When she had finished, she went into each and every  room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar  into the hollow of the curtain rods.   She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the husband returned  with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.  Then slowly, the house began to smell.  They tried everything; cleaning,   mopping and airing the place out.  Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.  Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to  set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few  days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool  carpeting. Nothing worked.  People stopped coming over to visit.  Repairmen refused to work in   the house.  The maid quit.  Finally, they could not take the stench   any longer and decided to move.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they   could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and  eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.   Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to  purchase a new place.   &lt;br /&gt;The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.  He told  her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that  she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her  divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only  if she were to sign the papers that very day.  She agreed and within   the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched   the moving company pack everything to take to their new  home.........And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the curtain  rods!!!!!!   I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2215265520745477602?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2215265520745477602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2215265520745477602' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2215265520745477602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2215265520745477602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/02/curtain-rods.html' title='CURTAIN RODS'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5837423277092247151</id><published>2009-02-18T15:01:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:10:20.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>NEW BLOG NAME FOR A NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finally change my blog name from IMPOSTOR to Y. Maybe I'm tired of being an impostor and I need a little make over for my blog site. Why Y? for the simple reason that it start with name Ysrael and maybe it could answer all the Y's in this world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5837423277092247151?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5837423277092247151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5837423277092247151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5837423277092247151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5837423277092247151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-blog-name-for-new-year.html' title='NEW BLOG NAME FOR A NEW YEAR'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8861829742195825550</id><published>2009-02-12T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:22:09.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME...</title><content type='html'>On February 14, 2009 my wife and I will celebrate our marriage vows and it was exactly 14 years when we promised each other the classic line's " till death do us part." Since then my wife always ask me the same question she asked 13 years ago " Why did I love her? and I always answered " Because you love me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are not the issue here, yesterday I watch the Oprah show and it's features a young pinay singer named Charice. Oprah staff documented Charice trip to Madison Square in New York to meet her Idol Celine Dion and the rest is history. When I watch the video footage of Celine and Charice duet the song "Because You Love Me" the audience went wild, everybody was standing as they watching and hearing the two rendered that classic song. The sight was so moving that it gives me a thousand goosebumps. Maybe I was too proud of Charice because of her triumph and the fact that she is a Pinay who give us a pride as a Filipino. And Celine was so humble quite a diva. Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_R_3xa5hoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_R_3xa5hoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8861829742195825550?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8861829742195825550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8861829742195825550' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8861829742195825550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8861829742195825550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-you-love-me.html' title='BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME...'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3659475094542502050</id><published>2009-01-16T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:15:02.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GENERAL'/><title type='text'>LOVE IS BLIND</title><content type='html'>There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.' One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend. He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him. Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Is a Gift &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who died too early on this earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before whining about the distance you drive. Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't it too beautiful not to share?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3659475094542502050?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3659475094542502050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3659475094542502050' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3659475094542502050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3659475094542502050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-was-blind-girl-who-hated-herself.html' title='LOVE IS BLIND'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7294145072289394719</id><published>2009-01-08T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:59:20.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>LATE ENDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really don't know if the term "Late ender" is existed or not. The truth is I intent to post a year-ender blog but laziness kill my motivation (too bad for a new year ha!) but I'm not lazy actually I was too occupied with many things that blogging becomes the less priorities. Pardon me but I have to looked back and reviewed what happened to me last year. Obviously I committed more mistakes, blunders,than a good decision. (Luckily no one thrown a pair of shoes at me) Now this year I have to regroup, plans,and more focus. &lt;br /&gt;39 posted blog and 15 drafts not bad for a rookie bloggers ( I maintain 2 other blogs in 2 different blog site, 1 photo/video blog, and 1 scrabble blog)&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is I have some on-line friends and commenters who support you all the way even I don't meet them personally.     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7294145072289394719?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7294145072289394719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7294145072289394719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7294145072289394719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7294145072289394719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2009/01/late-ender.html' title='LATE ENDER'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5150686315530335581</id><published>2008-12-24T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:17:06.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>KUMUKUTIKUTITAP...</title><content type='html'>Kumukuti-kutitap ang mga munting ilaw sa ating mga mata, minsan hindi mo ma-imagine ang pasko pag wala ang mga ito. Sa mga gusali hanggan sa mga barong-barong ito ang nagpapatingkad sa kapaskuhan di ba? pero kung iisipin mo lampara lang ata ang ilaw nuong isilang si Hesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon sandamakmak na ang paraphernalias tulad ng parol, garlands, christmas tree, christmas party, chistmas gifts, christmas bunos, christmas carols, kris kringle etc..at kahit sa local scenes andiyan ang simbang-gabi, karoling, aginaldo, puto bumbong at bibingka (ewan ko ba bakit parang bagay lang kainin ang mga ito kapag Disyembre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng ito ay nagpapatingkad sa pagkutitap hindi lamang sa mata kundi maging sa isip at pandama natin. Tunay na may hatid na saya at pang-gayuma ang Pasko, marahil sa dahilang matanda na itong tradisyon nating mga pilipino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasama na riyan siyempre ang pagkundisyon sa atin ng "media" upang paghandaan maigi ang kapaskuhan. Ang pasko ay napakalaking komersyo lalo na sa bansa natin na may "record" na may pinakamahabang "christmas celebration" sa buong mundo. Kabi-kabila ang "christmas countdown" ng mga tv station at radyo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming nag-iisip kung ano ang ibibigay sa kanyang mga kamag-anak at kaibigan pero mas masarap isipin kung ano ang iyong matatanggap. It's better to give that to receive ika nga, daming plastik no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well personally hindi naman ako naniniwala sa christmas, wala naman talagang nangyaring misa nuong isilang si Hesus. At hindi naman talaga Disyembre ng siya ay isinilang dahil panay snow ang paligid ng Betlehem (namputsang buhay to, pagtatalunan na naman ba yan?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mahalaga ang diwa ng pasko, kung biblia ang ating sasanguniin ang tawag nila dito ay "Paskua" o "past over" at siguradong hindi ito nangyari sa buwan Disyembre. Ika nga ng matatandang kristiyano, araw-araw ang pasko at dahil kasama sa araw-araw ang Disyembre 25, bumabati na rin ako ng kumukutikutitap na pasko sa inyong lahat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5150686315530335581?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5150686315530335581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5150686315530335581' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5150686315530335581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5150686315530335581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/12/kumukutikutitap.html' title='KUMUKUTIKUTITAP...'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8082640481918622049</id><published>2008-11-26T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:58:47.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>WHERE AM I?</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what happened to me, over a month ago that I didn't post anything. It's not because I have nothing to post, I think I've just experienced some feeling or attitude that beyond my control. I really don't know how to describe it " yun bang parang tinatamad ka sa lahat ng bagay, wala ka naman problema just don't have the motivation, ewan ko sana maintindihan ninyo ang hindi ko ma-explain na explanation sa isang unexplainable situation like this.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I was busy reviewing all my word stocks for the coming national Scrabble Tournament in Greenhouse Grill, In Quezon City on Nov. 29-30, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;If you are an Scrabble addict like me, you will also believe that the next best thing to sex is playing ..SCRABBLE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8082640481918622049?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8082640481918622049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8082640481918622049' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8082640481918622049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8082640481918622049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-am-i.html' title='WHERE AM I?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-219120129050252941</id><published>2008-10-15T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:23:00.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIKA'/><title type='text'>ERASERHEADS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/?action=view&amp;current=eraserheads-old-full.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/eraserheads-old-full.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang kabute rin na nagsulputan ang mga banda dito sa ating bansa. Isa na rito ang Eraserheads na nagkaruon ng malaking impluwensiya sa mga kabataang pinoy. Inaamin ko na bagama't malaki ang agwat ng aming panahon, totoong naaaliw ako at nagagandahan sa musika ng Eheads. Kamakailan lamang, tanda ko ay Agosto 30, 2008 ay nagkaroon sila ng reunion concert na bongga ang preparasyon. bagama't hindi ko nasaksihan ito ng personal ay pinagtiyaagan ko na lang itong panoorin sa Youtube. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alapaap&lt;br /&gt;Ligaya (from ultraelectromagnetic pop )&lt;br /&gt;Hey jay (love this song!)&lt;br /&gt;Harana (sabihin man ng ‘yung nanay na&lt;br /&gt;wala akong silbi sa buhay…tunay)   &lt;br /&gt;Fruitcake (xmas is in the air, medyo may beatles sound ito)&lt;br /&gt;Kama supra (one of my faves din)&lt;br /&gt;Kailan (one of my fave)  &lt;br /&gt;Huwag kang matakot (feel-good song)&lt;br /&gt;With a smile (fave ko for life, it's a comforting song, gumagaan ang pakiramdam ko, everytime i heard and sing this song)&lt;br /&gt;Shake yer head (early fave…fave ko din tugtugin sa gitara)  &lt;br /&gt;Huwag mo nang itanong (sound good too )&lt;br /&gt;Lightyears (dito na bumigay si ely…this song reminded him of his mother, i guess)  &lt;br /&gt;Superproxy (w/ Francis M.)&lt;br /&gt;Ang Huling El Bimbo (Those salsa days was come alives w/ this song)&lt;br /&gt;Shirley &lt;br /&gt;Sembreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if they performed Fill Her, Hard To Believe, Para Sa Masa at Spolarium, kasi ito talaga ang mga paborito ko. &lt;br /&gt;Well sa Ultraelectromagnetic pop Album ok, lang kahit raw sound ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ely Buendia the lead man of Eraserheads has exceptional talents in songwriting, pati si Rico Blanco ng Rivermaya. Kahit papaano ay nasusundan ang yapak ng Juan dela Cruz Band at Apo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who ask kung magpinsan si Joey Ayala at Ely Buendia palagay ko ay hindi siguro magkapitbahay lang sila dyan sa Makati.(tawa naman diyan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-219120129050252941?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/219120129050252941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=219120129050252941' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/219120129050252941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/219120129050252941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-commandments-4-those-40-years-old.html' title='ERASERHEADS'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2974870856520972186</id><published>2008-10-12T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:57:08.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/?action=view&amp;current=the-beatles.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/the-beatles.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you listen to old records; it's just the same as meeting old friends and the first thing you do is recount  all the past times that you went through together.&lt;br /&gt;I am a true-bloodied Beatlemaniac. I was 7 years old when I heard the first beatle song "I Saw Her Standing There" in 1965. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little Bit About The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK AND WHITE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the Beatles still relevant these days? After decades of varying music, does the fab four still wield influence and power? True modern music has taken many forms that didn't readily exist when the Beatles were in their prime, but it doesn't take much to look at today's indie rock scene to seen where their mark has remained strong. Take in obvious Beatle-influenced acts like Blur or Oasis or even listen to the garage revved sounds of bands like The Hives, The Strokes, Elastica, The White Stripes and the Darkness and then revisit the White Album and you may be surprised at how little things have really changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAINSTAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all time, the Beatles place third in top album sales with a total combination of 39 gold and platinum albums. By comparison, Barbara Streisand has 46 and Elvis was way out in front with 80. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARKET SHARE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Elvis may have had more albums go platinum or gold, it still doesn't mean he sold more albums than the Beatles. For example, in recent history, The Beatles '1' album has sold around 23 million copies, while 'Elvis 30 #1 Hits' has only garnered 9 million sales. Norah Jones did about that much with her 'Come Away with Me' album. It just goes to show you that the Beatles have a fanbase with staying power. Their music has withstood the test of time better than any other band in history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALL/RESPONSE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asides for solid musical talent and song writing, the Beatles stellar success can be attributed to the band possessing three very strong voices. This fact allowed them to build strong harmonies, often with call/response and alternating viewpoints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUIET BEATLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Harrison has often been referred to as the "quiet Beatle", but he was the first to leave his mark after the Beatles disbanded. He released a hit single in 1970 called, "My Sweet Lord" which went to Number One. However the success was overshadowed six years later when a court ruling found Harrison guilty of "subconscious plagiarism". The song in question was the Chiffons' song, "He's So Fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ELEANOR RIGBY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A truly sad and lonely song, the song Eleanor Rigby relates the tale of a woman who cleans a church and Father Mackenzie who gives sermons there. Fittingly so, the story conveys Eleanor's tale as she cleans up after a wedding, a ceremony she could only wish to be a participant in. Each night she gets dressed but has no place to go. She longs for the embrace of the man she spends her days with, Father Mackenzie. He meanwhile suffers the plight that no one is moved by his words, despite is status. Even though they share a special unifying bond, Eleanor and Father Mackenzie are locked away from each other due to convention and formality. The institution of their situation which binds them simultaneously and eternally keeps them apart. Somberly, Eleanor's tale ends with her death and she is laid to rest 'with her name' in the church. She dies alone, leaving no lineage behind her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRAWBERRY FIELD FOREVER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Strawberry Fields" was named for a real place, Strawberry Field, a children's home run by the Salvation Army in Liverpool, in John Lennon's childhood neighborhood. The original Victorian building was demolished in the late 60's, but the site is still a Salvation Army Children's Home and still carries the name Strawberry Field. John sent a large donation to them before his death and in return there is a building there called "Lennon Hall". Yoko Ono continues to send them donations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famed Strawberry Fields in New York's Central Park was given that name in 1981, following John Lennon's untimely death. The 2.5 acre section of park is sited at 72nd street, directly across Central Park West from the Dakota Building where John and Yoko lived. John Lennon was gunned down by Mark Chapman, a man who had lingered for days around Lennon's apartment. Chapman had just hours earlier asked Lennon for his autograph and confessed he heard voices in his head telling him to kill the beloved musician. John Lennon was 40 years old when he died on the night of December 8th, 1980. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I still have my Jingle Beatles Songbook I bought in 1977. So here are the list of Albums (LP)&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, PLEASE ME&lt;br /&gt;THE BEATLES&lt;br /&gt;BEATLES FOR SALE&lt;br /&gt;A HARD DAYS NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;RUBBER SOUL&lt;br /&gt;SERGEANT PEPPERS LONELY HEARTS CLUB BAND&lt;br /&gt;YELLOW SUBMARINE&lt;br /&gt;MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR&lt;br /&gt;WHITE ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;ABBEY ROAD&lt;br /&gt;THE BEATLES AGAIN (HEY JUDE)&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2974870856520972186?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2974870856520972186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2974870856520972186' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2974870856520972186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2974870856520972186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/10/httpi158.html' title='Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3096605098018588674</id><published>2008-09-30T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:02:35.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>retro 70's (last part)</title><content type='html'>Those were the Days my friends, na wala pang cellphone, Ipod, MP3, DVD, internet.. kuntento na kaming mga mga bagets noon sa radio cassete, betamax, penpal, fans club, gang's war, at talamak na rin nuon ang mga addict dahil kasikatan ng marijuana, LSD atbp.. pero walang naman "war freak" dahil sa sikat na slogan "Make Love, Not War" at "Peace Man!" Ako pabanda-banda na rin, kaya hindi kami nawawalan ng Jingle music magazine. Check this out baka maka-relate ka dito.. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOWBIZ ICONS: &lt;br /&gt;Vilma Santos, Nora Aunor, Edgar Mortiz, Tirso Cruz, III, Manny de Leon, Victor “Cocoy” Laurel, Geraldine, Perla Adea, Esperanza Fabon, Romy Mallari, Rudy Fernandez, Romano Castelvi, Bernard Bonnin, Bernard Belleza, Jean Lopez, Helen Gamboa, Sajid Khan, Jay Ilagan, Walter Navarro, Ed Finland, Mildred Ortega, Hilda Koronel, Ariel Ureta, Revilla’s Sister (Cristina &amp; Maritess) Bobby Ledesma, Eddie Ilarde, Coney Reyes, Helen Vela, Chiqui Hollman (Student Canteen) Arnold Gmboa, Maribel Aunor, (Apat na Sikat, oops, I forgot the other two) Maria Leonora Theresa (the famous doll of Guy &amp; Pip) Inday Carvajal (Ate Inday) Ike Lozada, German Moreno, Bold Films stars like Merle Fernandez, Scarlet Revilla, Ricky Rogers, George Estregan and Yvonne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV’s:&lt;br /&gt;Foreign: Brian’s Song, The Carol Burnet;s Show, All in the Family, Sesame Street, ABC’s Wide World of Sports, America, The Julie Andrew’s Hour, The Mary Tyler Show, M*A*S*H*, Kojak, The Doctors, Upstairs, Downstairs, Police Story, The Waltons, Richman, Poor man, The Rockford Files, Six Million Dollar man, The Bionic Woman, All In the family, Days of our Lives, Soap, Bob Hope’s Christmas Show, Super Bowl VII,Love Story, Airport, Roots, Herculoids, Might Tor, Wacky Races, Loony Tunes, Road Runners, Rat Patrol, Tarzan, Wheels of Fortune&lt;br /&gt;Local: Super laffin, Tawag ng Tanghalan,  seeing star w/ Joe Quirino, The Sensation , Superstar , Gulong ng Palad, An Evening w/ Pilita, Student Canteen, Kwarta O Kahon, Si Tatang Kasi,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILMS:&lt;br /&gt;Oscar’s Best Pictures (1970-1979) Patton, The French Connection, The Godfather, The Sting, The Godfather, Part II, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Rocky, Annie Hall, The Deer Hunter, Kramer vs. Kramer) BLOCKBUSTER MOVIES;  Let it Be, Women In Love, Ryan’s daughter, Airport, Lover’s and other Strangers, M*A*S*H, The Last Picture Show,  The Hospital, Fiddler On the Roof, Nicholas and Alexandra, Summer of ’42, Cabaret, The Poseidon Adventure, Save The Tiger, The Excorcist,   A Touch of Class, The Great Gatsby, The Towering Inferno, The Sunshine Boys, The Hindenburg, Network, Jaws, All The President’s men, King-Kong, Logan’s Run, Julia, Close Encounters of the Third Kind,  Star Wars,  Battlestar Galactica, You Light Up My Life, Coming Home, Apocalypse Now, Superman, Midnight Express, The Buddy Holly Story, All That Jazz, The Black Stallion, Paper Chase, Love Story, Mahogany, Enter The Dragon, Serpico,  Dog Day Afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASHIONS:&lt;br /&gt;Gaano ka ka-fashionista nuon?  Bang-Bang jeans, Jordache and Sasson jeans, Bata rubber shoes, Botak running shoes, Ace flexible comb, Ace clutchbag, Carrera shades, Ray-Ban Photochromic and Ambermatic shades, tie-dye Shirts and pants, double-knit pants, hot pants, gabardine suits, Sergio Valente, Vidal Sassoon, Fiorucci, Staynit Shirt, Ye-ye Vonnel shirts, Nik-Nik, Faded Glory, Jazzie, Adidas Vienna, Adidas Rome, Adidas Superstar, Puma Topfit, Tiger Onitsuka, Happy Feet, clogs, wet-look shoes and bags, Candies shoes, Pierre Cardin, Jovan musk oil, Aramis, Drakkar, Paco Rabanne, Yves St. Laurent, Flexible Mongol ball pens, Bic ball pens, puka shell necklaces, platform shoes with bell-bottom pants and wide-buckled belts, mood rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARS: &lt;br /&gt;Meron na rin SUV (Sport Utility Vehicle) tulad ng Toyota Land Cruiser (w/out aircon) at Land Rover. The other cars are; Matorco, Isuzu Gemini, Opel Rekord and Manta, Ford Cortina, Holden Premier, Dune Buggy, Dodge Colt, Ford Fiera, Mitsubishi Celeste, Jiffy Kit, Torana, Minica, Toyota Toyopet, VW Brasilia and Beetle, Renault, Austin Mini, Pinoy, Tamaraw, Harabas, Honda Mini-trail, MRM Taxi, DM, UBL Bus Line, California Bus Line, Mapalad Liner, Love Bus, JD Transit,(lawanit-walled with lawanit windows), an Easy Rider bike, any bike by Patria, motocross bikes, those long pedal go-karts, scooters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOODS &amp; DRINKS:: &lt;br /&gt;It was the 70’s when these foods become popular; Chicharon, Chicharon bulaklak,  Barbecue (chicken and pork), Giniling sandwich, Pandesal sandwiches  (corned beef, scrambled eggs and sauted sardines), Siopao asado &amp; bola-bola, Halo-halo, Native merienda at kakanin such as kalamay, biko, sapin-sapin, Turon w/ langka, Mixed ginataan, ginataan mais, ginataan mongo, maruya, Ice –Buko, Gulaman at Sago, Ice mongo, Fried lumpia, fresh lumpia, Chinese lumpia w/grated peanuts, Burger at hotdog sandwich,  longanisa, tocino, Hopia (baboy/mongo) at Chinese bakery on Echague st. (where you can find also the  original Chinese ham) Tropical Hut (and its original hamburger) Bibingka – Ferinos, Pritil, Tondo, Shrimp sandwich -  La Perla, restaurant, Bustillos, Mami/siopao at Ma Mun Lok - Quiapo, Fried Chicken – Max Restaurant (Dewey Blvd), Ho to tay soup – Hen Wa restaurant (Rizal Avenue), Comida China – Panciteria Moderna (Sta. Cruz) Sweet spaghetti at Makati Supermart Coffee shop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early 70’s was my elementary days, the standard baon at that time is pandesal w/ matamis na bao or a condensed milk, (public school at that time has supply of  wheat flour and milk  coming from USA,  our canteen administrator used to makes some bread, cookies, pulburon and served us w/ milk during our recess. Oh, here are some products that time (some are still existing until now);  Fress Gusto, Sunta, RC Cola, Yes Cola, Teem, Mirinda, Darigold Evap, Liberty Condensada, Toddy-O, Choco Vim, Sunkist Orange (in triangular prism packs), Magnolia Chocolait, Sunny Orange, Sunquick, Klim, Jack ‘n Jill Barbecue Curls, Jack ‘n Jill, Shrimp Curls, Honey Pretzels, Plaza Pizza, Big 20, Hamburgers, Pana Pizza, Tweet and Jiggs Candies (by Mr. Krieger), Jojo Candies, Sugus Candies, Serg’s Chocolate, Dubble Bubble, Chewing-a-Bon,  Blenda Margarine, Magnolia Ice Cream Sandwich, Magnolia Popsicles in Orange and Langka flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLACES:&lt;br /&gt;Wala pang SM, Robinson at Trinoma but these are the famous Markets/Malls: Farmers Market, Makati Supermarket, Cash &amp; Carry, South Supermarket, Glori’s Supermart, CVC Supermarket, Fairmart, Good Earth Emporium,  Montemart, Harrison Plaza,  Fiesta Carnival, Syvel’s, Assandas, Arcegas at Maranaw Arcade, COD (especially for the Christmas display!), Funhouse at Bricktown, Erehwon Bookstore, Alemars Bookstore. Bookmark, Botica Boie, The Pierre (all in a row!),  Rizal Theater, Magallanes Theater, ABC Theater, Greenhills Theater, Virra Mall ,   the original A&amp;W along UN Avenue in Manila,  Italian Village, Café Valenzuela, Bonanza Restaurant and the many steakhouses, the Makati Automat, the Plaza, Jade Garden Restaurant, Luau, Sulo Restaurant (in Makati), Makati Fastfood Center (the first ever), Bulwagang Pilipino Restaurant (in Magallanes), Au Bon Vivant, Salambao Restaurant, the elegant dining room of the old Army &amp; Navy Club, Magnolia Ice Cream Parlor at the old Quad, Mariposa Ice Cream Parlor at Shoppesville, Harrison Plaza, Jack’s Restaurant in Monumento Circle, Caloocan City, Congressional Bowling Lanes (in Munoz , QC)  Queue Disco, Where Else?, Altitude 49, Delirium (in Greenbelt). Velvet Slum, Coco Banana, Manila Hotel’s Jungle Bar, Stargazer, Romvlvs. Swing, The Hustle, and 12-Step were the “in” dances. The Regent of manila, Hpotel Aurelio, Manila Hilton (where Dusit Hotel now stands) , Villa Pansol – Laguna, Lido beach – Cavite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVENTS: &lt;br /&gt;1976 Amendment of the Constitution , Unctad 5, Miss Universe Pageant, Philippine Basketball Association (PBA) was born, Typhoon Yoling, Batasang Pambansa Election,   &lt;br /&gt;Here’s more:  dollar-peso exchange rate was 1:7. “Walang Tindigan” buses charged a flat rate of P1, Love Bus fare was P1.50. DLSU was De La Salle College, Poveda was Teresiana, Adamson campus was St. Theresa’s campus. Petron was Esso.  You knew all the Bagong Lipunan songs.  PLDT telephone numbers were six digits. Cursillo, (with the famous De Colores song)  Quadrophonic stereos. Pelota. Game of the Generals, Game &amp; Watch by Nintendo, GI Joe action figures as tall as Barbie Dolls. Gigantor the Space Age Robot,  Matchbox cars (in metal, not plastic). Eight-track tapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Notes: Thanks to sidewinderx and Rolly Tampa for some additional info)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3096605098018588674?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3096605098018588674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3096605098018588674' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3096605098018588674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3096605098018588674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/retro-70s-last-part.html' title='retro 70&apos;s (last part)'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4363549580754255897</id><published>2008-09-24T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:13:11.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>THAT 70's SHOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/?action=view&amp;current=70s.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/70s.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seventies were a time when a new generation of youthful people were exposed to new media and hence newer ideas in almost every field. TV and motion picture brought to varied audiences images, lifestyles and music from diverse regions and peoples. This led to the emergence of a new vocabulary and experimentation in music.  This later influenced both art rock and progressive rock as well as the punk rock and New Wave genres. The main exponents of progressive rock include Genesis, Yes, Gen Giant, King Crimson, Jethro Tull, Emerson, Lake &amp; Palmer, Supertramp, Pink Floyd and Premiata Forneria Marconi. Also the start of Hard rock in many forms began with the British bands Deep Purple, Uriah Heep, Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath. One of the first events of the 70s was the breakup of the Beatles in 1970. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the seventies were also when many legendary rock bands started, or hit their peak, including  Black Sabbath, Queen, Kansas, Boston, Led Zeppelin, Judas Priest, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, Electric Light Orchestra, Lynyrd Skynyrd, AC/DC, Blondie, Sex Pistols, The Ramones, Patti Smith, Fleetwood Mac, Status Quo, Family, Free, Aerosmith, Badfinger, the Eagles, Kiss, Heart, Rush, The Who, The Doors, Uriah Heep, Deep Purple, and Van Halen, to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;The commercial cinemas around the world tended to imitate nuances of disco beats in their movies to present their movies as western and upbeat. These included the increasingly popular Kung-fu movies in far East Asia and Bollywood movies from India. One of the most successful European groups of the decade was the quartet ABBA. The Swedish group, who are still the most successful group from their country, first found fame when they won the 1974 Eurovision Song Contest. They became one of the most widely known European groups ever, and were the decade's biggest sellers. "Waterloo" and "Dancing Queen" are two of ABBA's most popular songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many people, the Seventies will be most remembered for the rise in disco music. First creeping into dance clubs in the mid-seventies (with such hits as "The Hustle" by Van McCoy), songstresses like Donna Summer, Gloria Gaynor, Dalida and Anita Ward popularized the genre and were described in subsequent decades as the "disco divas." The Village People scored a Top Ten hit with "Y.M.C.A" and the Bee Gees had a string of #1s following their collaboration on the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quickly as disco's popularity came, however, it fell out of favor with the new decade, due to a religious revival and the rise of conservatism. Disco came to be associated with gays and minorities. Conservatives such as Steve Dahl spoke out against disco and held demonstrations against it. Due to this tremendous backlash, disco effectively died in 1981.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1970s saw a rise in Funk music which spawned the genre Disco. Artists such as James Brown, The Meters ,Parliament-Funkadelic and Sly And The Family Stone pionered the genre. It then spawned commercial artists such as Stevie Wonder, The Brothers Johnson, Earth, Wind &amp; Fire, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Tower of Power, Ohio Players, The Commodores, War, Kool &amp; the Gang, Confunkshun, Slave, Cameo, the Bar-Kays, Zapp, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the decade, Jamaican reggae music, already popular in the Caribbean and Africa since the early 1970s, became very popular in the U.S. and in Europe, mostly because of reggae superstar and legend Bob Marley as well as his band, The Wailers his former bandmate Peter Tosh and other artists like Burning Spear and Jimmy Cliff. The late 70s saw the beginning of hip hop music with the song Rapper's Delight by Sugarhill Gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country music remained very popular in the U.S. In 1977 it became more mainstream after Kenny Rogers became a solo singer and scored many hits on both the country and pop charts. He achieved the biggest crossover success ever for the genre (although he would later be replaced by Garth Brooks).Waylon Jennings was very big and Willie Nelson released Red Headed Stranger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4363549580754255897?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4363549580754255897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4363549580754255897' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4363549580754255897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4363549580754255897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/photobucket.html' title='THAT 70&apos;s SHOW'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4289821264793301730</id><published>2008-09-22T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:01:53.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>retro 70's (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here are some of the batch 70's artist. Since they were so many hit songs popularized at that era, I decided not to include those songs. Most of this singers are familiar but can you recall their song? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy Artist;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambivalent Crowd&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Castelo&lt;br /&gt;Apo Hiking Society&lt;br /&gt;Armida Seguion Reyna&lt;br /&gt;Asin&lt;br /&gt;Backdoor Band&lt;br /&gt;Basil Valdez&lt;br /&gt;Carmen Patena&lt;br /&gt;Celeste Legaspi&lt;br /&gt;Cenon Lagman&lt;br /&gt;Chona Cruz&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;Circus band&lt;br /&gt;Dale Adriatico&lt;br /&gt;Didith Reyes&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Mesa&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Peregrina&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Mortiz&lt;br /&gt;Elektros&lt;br /&gt;Filipinas Singers&lt;br /&gt;Flipper&lt;br /&gt;Florence Aguilar&lt;br /&gt;Fred Panopio&lt;br /&gt;Freddie Aguilar&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;Gigi Galon&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Sevilla&lt;br /&gt;Hagibis&lt;br /&gt;Helen Gamboa&lt;br /&gt;Ike Lozada&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Garcia, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Joe Cruz &amp; the Cruzette&lt;br /&gt;Jojit Paredes&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Potenciano&lt;br /&gt;Jose mari Chan&lt;br /&gt;Juan dela Cruz Band&lt;br /&gt;Larry Miranda&lt;br /&gt;Marco Sison&lt;br /&gt;Merci Molina&lt;br /&gt;NailClippers &lt;br /&gt;Neddie Decena&lt;br /&gt;Nina de Rosa&lt;br /&gt;Nora Aunor&lt;br /&gt;Norma Ledesma&lt;br /&gt;Pabs Dadivas&lt;br /&gt;Paul Toledo&lt;br /&gt;Perla Adea&lt;br /&gt;Pilita Corrales&lt;br /&gt;Rainmakers&lt;br /&gt;Reycards&lt;br /&gt;Ric Manrique, Jr. &lt;br /&gt;Rico J. Puno&lt;br /&gt;Romeo Miranda&lt;br /&gt;Rudy Genasky&lt;br /&gt;Soul Jugglers&lt;br /&gt;Susan Salcedo &lt;br /&gt;Sylvia la Torre&lt;br /&gt;Tirso Cruz III&lt;br /&gt;Tony Maiquez&lt;br /&gt;Victor Wood&lt;br /&gt;Vilma santos&lt;br /&gt;Wally Gonzales&lt;br /&gt;Yolanda&lt;br /&gt;Yolly Samson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4289821264793301730?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4289821264793301730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4289821264793301730' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4289821264793301730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4289821264793301730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/retro-70s-part-3.html' title='retro 70&apos;s (part 3)'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8402297899781641568</id><published>2008-09-20T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:22:57.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIKA'/><title type='text'>retro 70's (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang dekada 70 ang pinakamakulay na dekada hindi lamang sa buong mundo kundi maging dito sa Pilipinas. Ang sampung taon (katumbas ng isang dekada) naging saksi ako sa mga pagbabago na tinangkilik ng mga Pinoy. Hindi lamang sa moda, pananalita, pananaw sa buhay at higit sa lahat sa impluwensiya ng musika na dala ng mga musikerong banyaga. Kasama ako sa mga angaw-angaw na naa-aliw ng mga usong ito. Sa kategorya ng musika buong kasabikan namin inaabangan ang parangal sa musika. (isa na rito ang The Grammys) Narito ang ilan sa mga talaan ng mga nagwagi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATEGORY: MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Bridge over Troubled Water (Simon and Garfunkel)&lt;br /&gt;Record: Bridge over Troubled Water (Simon and Garfunkel)&lt;br /&gt;Popular songs:  Bridge over Troubled Water (Simon and Garfunkel)&lt;br /&gt;Everything is Beautiful (Rey Stevens) I’ll Never Fall in Love Again (Dionne Warwick) Close to You (Carpenters) The Thrill is Gone (BB King) Don’t Play that Song (Aretha Franklin) If I Were a Carpenter ( Johnny Cash, June Carter) Rose Garden (Lynn Anderson) Theme from “Z” (Henry Mancini) Airport love theme ( Alfred Newman)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Carpenters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1971&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;Album: Tapestry (Carole King)&lt;br /&gt;Record: It’s Too late  (Carole King)&lt;br /&gt;Populars songs:  You’ve Got a Friend ( Carole King) You’ve Got a Friend (James Taylor) Tapestry (Carole King), Ain’t No Sunshine, (Bill Withers) A Natural Man  (Lou Rawls) Proud Mary (Tina Turner) Help Me Make it Through the Night (Kris Kristofferson)  Theme from Summer of 42,” (Michel Legrand)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Carly Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: The Concert for Bangladesh (George Harrison et al..)&lt;br /&gt;Record: The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face (Roberta Flack)&lt;br /&gt;Popular songs: Without You (Nilson) I Am Woman (Hellen Reddy) Where is the Love &lt;br /&gt;(D. Hattaway/R. Flack)  Papa was a Rolling Stone (Temptations) Me and Mrs. Jones (Billy Paul) Alone at Last (Gary Burton)  Brian’s Song (Michel Legrand) &lt;br /&gt;New Artist: America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Innervision. (Stevie Wonder)&lt;br /&gt;Record: Killing Me Softly with his Song (Roberta Flack)&lt;br /&gt;Popular Songs: You Are the Sunshine of my Life, (Stevie Wonder)&lt;br /&gt;Neither One of us, (Wants to be the First to say Goodbye) ( Glady’s knight &amp; the Pips) s:  Sprach Zarahustra, (Eumir Deodato) Superstition (Stevie Wonder) Hang on Sloopy (Ramsey Lewis)  Masters of Eyes (Aretha Franklin) Let me be There (Olivia NewtonJohn) behind Closed Doors (Chalie Rich) Last tango in Paris (Gato Barbieri)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Bette Middler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1974  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Fulfillingness’ First Finale (Stevie Wonder)&lt;br /&gt;Record: I Honestly Love You (Olivia Newton John)&lt;br /&gt;Populay Songs: The way We Were (Barbra Streisand) band on the Run (Paul McCartney &amp; the Wings)  The Entertainer (Marvin Hamlish) Boogie On a Reggae Woman (Stevie Wonder) Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing (Aretha Franklin) Tell me Something Good (Rufus) Love song (Anne Murray) Fairytale (Pointer Sister) &lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Marvin Hamlisch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1975&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Still Crazy After All Theses Years ( Paul Simon)&lt;br /&gt;Record: Love Will Keep us Together (Captain and Tennile)&lt;br /&gt;Popular songs: Send in the Clown ( Stephen Sondheim) At Seventeen (Janis Ian ) Lyin Eyes (Eagles)  The Hustle (Van McCoy) Living for the City (Ray Charles) This will be (Natalie Cole) Shining Star (Earth, Wind &amp; Fire) Fly Robib Fly ( Silver Convention) &lt;br /&gt;New Artist : Natalie Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1976&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Song In The key of Life (Stevie Wonder)&lt;br /&gt;Record: This Masquerade (George Benson)&lt;br /&gt;Popular Songs: If Youy Leave me Now (Chicago) Lowdown (Boz Scaggs) I Wish (Stevie Wonder) Hasten down the Wind (Linda Rondstand) Sophisticated lady (Natalie Cole) You Don’t Have to be Star ( Marilyn McCoo/Billy Davis, Jr.) &lt;br /&gt;New ArtistL Starland Vocal band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Rumours (Fleetwood Mac)&lt;br /&gt;Record: Hotel California (Eagles)&lt;br /&gt;Popular Songs: Evergreen (Barbra Streisand/ Paul Williams) HaNDY Man (James Taylor) How Deep is Your Love (BeeGees) You Make me Feel Like dancing (Leo Sayer) Don’t Leave Me This Way (Thelma Houston)  Don’t it Make my Brown Eyes Blue ( Richard Leigh)  Theme from Stars Wars (John Williams)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Debby Boone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: Saturday Night Fever (BeeGees)&lt;br /&gt;Record: Just The Way You Are (Billy Joel)&lt;br /&gt;Popular Songs: Copacabana (Barry Manilow) You Needed Me (Anne Murray) Cildren of Sanchez ( Chuck Mangione)  Last Dance (Paul Jabara/Donna Summer) All Fly Home (Al Jarreau) Georgia on my Mind (Willie Nelson/Rey Charles) Theme fromClose Encounters of the Third Kind ( John Williams)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: A Taste of Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: 52nd Streets (Billy Joel)&lt;br /&gt;Record: What a Fool Believes ( Doobie Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;Popular Songs: I’ll Never Love this way Again (Dionne Warwick) Minute bty Minute (Doobie Brothers) Gotta Serve somebody (Bob Dylan) Hot Stuff (Donna Summer) Heartache Tonight (Eagles) After the Love has Gone (David Foster/Earth, Wind &amp; Fire) Don’t Stop Till you get Enough (Michael Jackson) Déjà vu (Dionne Warwick)  Boogie Wonderland (Earth, Wind &amp; Fire) I will Survive (Gloria Gaynor) You Decorted my Life (Kenny Rogers) O Sole Mio (Luciano Pavarroti) Theme from Superman (John Williams)&lt;br /&gt;New Artist: Rickie Lee Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: The Grammys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8402297899781641568?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8402297899781641568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8402297899781641568' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8402297899781641568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8402297899781641568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/ang-dekada-70-ang-pinakamakulay-na.html' title='retro 70&apos;s (part 2)'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-6114638024017313183</id><published>2008-09-19T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:05:48.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIKA'/><title type='text'>retro 70's</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i240.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid240.photobucket.com/albums/ff123/ysraelmendez/music70sfinal.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind if you can't recall those artist and song in this short video. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-6114638024017313183?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6114638024017313183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=6114638024017313183' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6114638024017313183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6114638024017313183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/ysraelmendez.html' title='retro 70&apos;s'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2901312567406441400</id><published>2008-09-10T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T17:03:08.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>MARCOS, MARCOS PA RIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Despite many bad things written about him, he's still my idol, Happy Birthday Apo Makoy)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinand Emmanuel Edralín Marcos (September 11, 1917 – September 28, 1989) was President of the Philippines from 1965 to 1986. He was a lawyer, member of the Philippine House of Representatives (1949-1959) and a member of the Philippine Senate (1959-1965). During World War II he claimed to be the leader of Ang Maharlika, a guerrilla force in northern Luzon. In 1963 he became Senate President. As Philippine president and strongman, his greatest achievement was in the fields of infrastructure development and international diplomacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, according to a recent survey, some Filipinos prefer Marcos' rule due to the shape of the country in administrations succeeding his. Many admire his autocratic, strong-arm rule, saying that his style of leadership is sorely missed and needed in the post-EDSA Philippines where too much democracy has ruined the body politic, with fractious standoffs in Congress, endless so-called "People Power" demonstrations, deadlocks in the Senate and movie actors as well as traditional politicians being elected into public office, as well as uneducated masses being easily manipulated to vote for famous individuals or corrupt patronage candidates. A few are nostalgic for the Marcos era, where the government was well-organized and laws were strictly followed by civilians, leading to a relatively disciplined populace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In officeDecember 30, 1965 – February 25, 1986&lt;br /&gt;Preced by: Diosdado P. Macapagal&lt;br /&gt;Succeeded by: Corazon C. Aquino&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister: Cesar Virata (1981-1986)&lt;br /&gt;Vice President: Fernando Lopez (1965-1973) Arturo Tolentino (1986)&lt;br /&gt;Prime Minister of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;In office June 12, 1978 – June 30, 1981&lt;br /&gt;Succeeded by: Cesar Virata&lt;br /&gt;Political party&lt;br /&gt;Liberal Party (1946-1965) Nacionalista Party (1965-1978) Kilusang Bagong Lipunan (1978-1986)&lt;br /&gt;Spouse: Imelda Romualdez&lt;br /&gt;Occupation: Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Religion:Roman Catholic (formerly Aglipayan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ferdinand Marcos's signature" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Marcos_Sig.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presidential Tivia:&lt;br /&gt;Diosdado Pangan Macapagal (Born: September 28, 1910)&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinand Edralin Marcos (Died: September 28, 1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ferdinand Marcos" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ph_pres_marcos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Ferdinand Marcos" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ph_pres_marcos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2901312567406441400?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2901312567406441400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2901312567406441400' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2901312567406441400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2901312567406441400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/marcos-marcos-pa-rin.html' title='MARCOS, MARCOS PA RIN!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4081136979615882095</id><published>2008-09-05T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:36:57.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>HOW PROUD YOU ARE WITH YOUR SON?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Four friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a party. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After several drinks, one of the men had to use the restroom.            &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who remained talked about their kids.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first guy said, "My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and now he's the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday.'              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second guy said, "Darn, that's terrific! My son is also my pride and joy. He started working for a big airline, then went to flight school To become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday."              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third man said: "Well, that's terrific! My son studied in the Best universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his  birthday:&lt;br /&gt;A 30,000 square foot mansion." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from the restroom and asked:&lt;br /&gt;"What are all the congratulations for? '   One of the three said:    "We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. ...What about your son?"              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth man replied: "My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub."  The three friends said: "What a shame... what a disappointment."              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth man replied: "No, I'm not ashamed. He's my son and I love him. And he hasn't done too bad either. His birthday was two weeks ago, and he Received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4081136979615882095?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4081136979615882095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4081136979615882095' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4081136979615882095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4081136979615882095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-proud-you-are-with-your-son.html' title='HOW PROUD YOU ARE WITH YOUR SON?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5798130051108554950</id><published>2008-09-01T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:05:16.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIKA'/><title type='text'>SEPTEMBER MORN</title><content type='html'>When "BER" months come (September, October, November &amp;amp; December) Pinoy started the countdown for Christmas. In fact most Radio and TV programs features some Christmas list of activities. Malls annoyed us with christmas songs, well you can't blame them  it was the time of the years that shoppers goes crazy and a big profits for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me September is a recollection of great song inspired by this month, September Morn (Neil Diamond) September (Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire)  See you in September (Tempos,  The Happenings) When Summer is Gone (Gary Lewis and the Playboy) and many more, and I remember there was once a Pinoy movie "See You in  September".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9cbufr9iao"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9cbufr9iao&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMbrXRV7bkw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YMbrXRV7bkw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in September when summer is gone...this is one of my favorite song during my childhood years&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5798130051108554950?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5798130051108554950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5798130051108554950' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5798130051108554950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5798130051108554950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/09/httpwww_01.html' title='SEPTEMBER MORN'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1268570279462205221</id><published>2008-08-28T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:59:08.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>DEAL OR NO DEAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Natutuwa ako sa kwentong ito kaya share ko sa iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Magandang gabi mga kapamilya, sa gameshow na ito importante ang sagot sa nag-iisang katanungang Deal or no Deal. Ang ating player ngayong gabi ay walang iba kundi ang fastest-rising household services manager na si Inday![umentra si Inday at nagpalakpakan ang mga tao]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ok Inday, choose a briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Kris, I would opt for case #4 please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Briefcase # 4… si Sharmel. Inday, matanong ko lang, how did you come up with the number 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Oh, do you really want to know Kris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Oo naman. I’m sure kaya ko naman maintindihan yung sasabihin mo eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: The number 4 was acquired based on a probability distribution function that involves integrating up to an area greater than or equal to that random number which should be generated between 0 and 1 for proper distributions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Syet. tanong tanong pa kasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ok Inday, choose 6 briefcases to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: I would opt for 7, 24, 12, 2, 15 and 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Wait lang Inday, usually isa isa lang ang pagbubukas natin ng case…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Why is that? As if I can change the outcome if we’re to open a case each time I blurt out a number as opposed to opening each case immediately one after the other right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Hayyy…babaguhin pa talaga mechanics (bulong sa sarili).&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Anwyay, di bale na lang nga… tuloy tayo. Number 7. Natalie buksan na!![Yung audience sumisigaw ng LOWER!! LOWER!!!]&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Teka lang, bago natin buksan… Inday, usually ang mga contestants naten ay sumisigaw ng “LOWER" every time magbubukas ng case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Kris, I guess that’s not the way I was taught in grade school. You see, I was taught that we should only use the comparative form of the word or add “ER" to the adjective if we are comparing two things. And since it is only the first briefcase that we are going to open, we have nothing to compare it to. Am I right? [natahimik ang audience at napaisip]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Oo nga no! Kris: Sige Natalie, Buksan mo na.[Ang laman ng briefcase 7 ay Piso… Palakpakan ang mga tao]&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Good start! Ano yung next case mo ulit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Case number 24 please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Chloe… buksan na…[Audience sumisigaw ulit ng LOWER!! LOWER!!]&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Wait lang guys, Inday may nabuksan ng case baket di ka pa rin sumisigaw ng “Lower" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Oh my goodness Kris, how long have you been doing this? Have you ever encountered a value that is lower than a peso in this game? Tell me, is there any value left lower than the one we just opened? Sheesh.[Napaisip ulit ang audience at natahimik]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Aarrgghh!!!! Chloe buksan na lang nga, pati na rin yung 12, 2, 15 and 20 buksan na rin para matapos na. [naiirita na][At sunod sunod na ngang nabukas ang mga case ni Inday][nag-ring ang phone]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ahh Kris, to save more time can you tell Banker that I’m not interested in his first offer. In the history of this game of chance, I have yet to see someone accept a first offer from the banker. It’s quite pathetic and pretentious for contestants to pause and look around the audience as if asking for advice before ultimately rejecting the first offer. I mean come on, isn’t that a waste of airtime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banker: Potahhh!!! [narinig sa set kahit sarado ang kwarto ni banker]- Ito ang unang pagkakataon na marinig ng mga audience ang boses ni banker sa Deal or no Deal.… dumating na sa kalagitnaan ng show at mukhang minamalas na si Inday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ok Inday, mukhang kelangan na natin ng tulong sa mga friends mo… sino ba yung bigotilyong lalaki na naka-polo? Ano name nya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ahh, that’s my master Mr. Montemayor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ahhh sya pala yun, how cute naman pala eh. Sige sir, give us a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Montemayor: Hi Kris, good evening. I’m a fan. I choose number 22 please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ano Inday ok ba yung number 22?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Whatever, we shouldn’t bite the hand that feeds us anyway. Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: [taray naman] Sofie, buksan na![ang laman ng briefcase 22 ay 5,000]&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Good job! Sino naman yung gwapong lalake na naka jumper na katabi ni Mr. Montemayor? What’s his name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ahh, that’s my on again off again boyfriend, Dodong the gardener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ooohh, sya pala yun. Ok Dodong, give us a number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodong: Hi babes, I choose briefcase 9 if it’s ok with you. If not, it’s ok with me as long as it’s ok with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ano raw? Inday, number 9 daw ok say0?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Yes Kris, it’s fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Wow ang bait pag kay Dodong. Ederlyn… buksan na!!…nanlaki ang mga mata ni Inday at hindi sya makapaniwala. Natahimik at mukhang kakapusin sya ng hininga…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: YOU!!! How dare you invade my moment![nagulat si Kris at ang mga audience sa reaksyon ni Inday. Nagpatawag si Kris ng commercial break at nagpakuha ng tubig para kay Inday.]Nagkatitigan sina Inday at Ederlyn. Nakangisi si Ederlyn habang hawak ang briefcase ni Inday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ederlyn: Pinapangako ko, Inday… pagbukas luluhod ang mga tala! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: What? Can you speak up? What are you mumbling up there. Can somebody give her a microphone please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ano ba!! Tama na nga ang drama ninyo, Ederlyn buksan mo na ang case at umexit ka na kung ayaw mong mapalitan! (naiirita na si Kris)Dali-daling binuksan ni Ederlyn ang briefcase at ang laman ay… P3,000,000.Nanghinayang ang mga audience… Ang mga natirang values ay 250, 1K, 20K, 50K, and 500K.Inday: NooOoo…. (sabay tingin kay Dodong at napapaluha), how could you…Dodong: I’m so sorry Inday, please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Hayyy, drama again. Ang offer ni banker sa pagbabalik ng Kapamilya, Deal.. or No Deal![pagtapos ng commercial break… mukhang composed na ulit si Inday]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Inday, are you okay? Ang offer ni banker ay 99 thousand pesos. ‘Sing rami siguro ng pilipinong pinadugo mo ng ilong. Is it a Deal or No Deal?Tahimik lang si Inday tilang may kinocompute sa ulo habang ang mga audience ay nagsisigawan ng “No Deal!" , ang iba naman ay “Deal!" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Wait lang, kung mapapansin ninyo we have only have 5 cases left, and among those 5, apat doon ay mas maliit na value…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Kris, do you mind? Can I do my own thinking?Natameme si Kris, pati ang audience ay natahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Taray to the max! (pabulong sa sarili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ok, I’m ready. Upon looking at the reality of the situation, 80% of the cases left have at least 49K less than the banker’s offer. The only way I can do better than what is offered is that if my case contains the 500k or I’d get to open one of the four lower values. But I have to keep in mind that there’s only 20% probability that this would happen. I have to take note, however, that the banker’s offer is roughly around 15% lower than the offer I expected based on the arithmetic mean of the values left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Lorddd… panaginip ba ‘to? Ayokonaaa….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Accepting a deal for less than the mean should generally be regarded as a weak decision so I would say, NO DEAL!Limang briefcase na lang ang natitira at kasama na doon ang case ni Inday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: My God, nakaka-stress itong episode na ito ha. Baka dumugo na rin ang ilong ko sa’yo Inday. Sige Inday, go ahead and choose 1 briefcase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ok Kris, I choose briefcase #5 please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Briefcase #5! Mimi bago mo buksan yan I would first like to thank Figliarina by Schubizz for my sandals, Bambi Fuentes for my hair and make-up and Pepsi Herrera for my gown tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: Ok Mimi, buk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Ahh Kris, can I also take time to thank a few people? I mean, I did save us a few minutes of airtime right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris: (“kapal naman talaga ng mukha!" …bulong sa sarili) Sige, ok lang go ahead. (naka-smile pa rin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Thanks! Yes, I would like to thank Frank Provost for my hair and make-up, Jimmy Choo for my sandals and my dear friend Oscar dela Renta for my gown tonight.BLAG!! Tinumba ni Kris ang podium at nagwalk-out. Hindi na natapos ang show kaya’t binigyan na lang ni Banker si Inday ng kalahating milyon para sa kanyang oras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Oh, and thanks to the people of Cartier for sending me these nice earrings for tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ito ang isa sa mga un-aired episode ng Kapamilya, Deal or No Deal]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1268570279462205221?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1268570279462205221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1268570279462205221' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1268570279462205221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1268570279462205221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/08/deal-or-no-deal.html' title='DEAL OR NO DEAL'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3070396054008330813</id><published>2008-08-25T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:12:59.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Olympic..Bow</title><content type='html'>Minsan kapag hindi ko agad nasundan yung huli kong blog post, hindi sa dahilan na wala akong masunod maraming dahilan din tulad ng parang gusto mong namnamin mabuti yung huli mong blog o kaya aasa ka pa na meron pang magbabasa nito o kaya hindi ka pa desidido kung ano ang isusunod mong i-post. Ang totoo maraming tumatakbo sa isip ko, pati na yung mga runners sa nakaraang olympic. Speaking of olympic, well tapos na ang Beijing 2008 at ang susunod ay London sa 2012. Isa sa gumugulo sa isip ko kung kaya rin kaya ng London ang ka-bonggahan ng Beijing sa opening at closing ceremonies? Kaya rin kaya nilang mag-produce ng isang Michael Phelps (siya lang naman yung naka-8 medalyang ginto at nag-break ng mga records sa swimming) at ang Jamaican runner na siyang pinakamabilis na tao ngayon sa mundo. (na-alala ko tuloy yung Ethiopian runner  na hindi nagsasapatos pero nag-champion din sa Olympic (balita ko freak accident ang ikinamatay niya sa trampoline.)&lt;br /&gt;bahala na ang taga-London bakit ko ba pino-problema yun eh marami naman silang sikat na Artist, mag-concert lang ito ok na.  &lt;br /&gt;At ano naman ang kapalaran ng mga Pinoy na atleta dati pa rin kasi bulok pa rin ang sport program natin. At ang isang sport na pumapatay sa sport program natin ay yung sobrang pagka-humaling natin sa larong basketball. (eh,  wala rin naman pag-asa ang Pilipinas sa basketball.) Siguro bawasan natin ang mga sponsor sa basketball at ipalaro natin lalo na sa mga estudyante ang ibang sport na doon ay hindi kailangan ang heights factor para manalo&lt;br /&gt;Ok na muna ito ha, maghahanap lang ako ng mabu-bugbog na mga sport officials natin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3070396054008330813?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3070396054008330813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3070396054008330813' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3070396054008330813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3070396054008330813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/08/ang-olympicbow.html' title='Ang Olympic..Bow'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3127402544006067653</id><published>2008-08-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:55:11.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS ONE LINER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Minsan may mga usapin na hindi na dinadaan sa mahabang usapan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagsasawa na ako. Mabuti pang patayin mo na lang ako" - electric fan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hindi lahat ng walang salawal ay bastos" - Winnie d' pooh  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Wala na ba akong karapatang magmahal? " - gasolina &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hindi lahat ng green ay masustansya." -plema &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Ayoko ko lang naman na sa harap ng maraming tao ganun mo na lang ako itanggi.." -utot &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Sawang sawa na ako palagi nalang akong pinagpapasa-pasahan, pagod na pagod na ako." - Bola &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hindi lahat ng pink, KIKAY!" - Patrick (friend of sponge Bob)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Mahirap ba talagang makontento sa isa? bakit palipat-lipat ka? -TV &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hindi lahat ng maasim ay may vitamin C " - kili-kili&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Ulit-ulitin mo man akong alisin sa buhay mo, babalik at babalik pa rin ako " -libag&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Huwag mo na akong bilugin! " - kulangot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Paano tayo makakabuo kung hindi ako papatong sa iyo? " - Lego block toys &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hindi lahat ng dugo ay puwedeng i-donate " - regla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Bawl tumaye dewto" basa ng turistang kano sa nakasulat sa pader " Bawal Tumae dito."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Alam ko naman na katawan ko lang anghabol mo." - wife of an tattoo artist&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"One fifty pa po." - jeepney at tricycle drivers na nagtaas ng pamasahe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Ang haba naman ng pila" reklamo ng mga bibili ng NFA rice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Sana tumama ako. " tumataya sa lotto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Huwag po, lolo ! - A girl being molested by her grandfather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Matagal na kaming nakatira dito!" - sigaw ng mga eskwater na dine-demolish ng MMDA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hu-hu-hu-hu? " -iyak ng mga upahang crying ladies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Hu ~ hu - hu  -hu - ! - " - iyak ni Jinggoy ng mamatay si Daboy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Si Zsa-Zsa ang viagra ko " - Dolphy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ayoko ko na, talaga ! " - reklamo ng 4 na beses ng bumabagsak sa board exam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Bakit ang taas ng bill ko! " - Reaksyon ng kostumer ng Meralco bill&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Huwag dyan, Huwag dyan, may kiliti ako dyan " - kanta ng the Bodies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Walang kai-kaibigan, walang kama-kamag-anak." - Erap inaugural speech &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"  Tandaan ang buhay ay weather-weather lang " - Kim Atienza (weather forecaster)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ang nakatira sa siyudad, may urbanidad" - MMDA Chairman Bayani Fernando&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Teka, Saan ninyo ako dadalhin? - Jun Lozada (when he was escorted upon his arrival)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Walang tawirang nakakamatay" - Footbridge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Kasalanan ng PAGASA" -sagot ng Sulpicio sa paglubog ng kanilang barko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Ibagsak si Gloria ! - sigaw ng mga militante nuong SONA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" ???????" - mga nakinig sa SONA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" I am sorry." - (GMA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3127402544006067653?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3127402544006067653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3127402544006067653' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3127402544006067653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3127402544006067653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-blog-tells-one-liner.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS ONE LINER'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1880166278520961481</id><published>2008-08-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:09:51.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>08-08-08</title><content type='html'>Time: 8:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening of the 29th Summer Olympic in Beijing, China. 8 is a lucky number among the chinese and they're quite lucky when they won the bidding (after several denials) in hosting the 2008 olympic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;BIRD'S NEST - SIGNATURE STADIUM OF THE BEIJING OLYMPIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/bird%20nest%20stadium/ahboon17/BirdNest01.jpg?o=14" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s240/ahboon17/BirdNest01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Stadium also known as the Bird's Nest, lit up at night during rehearsals for the opening ceremony of the 2008 Olympic Games in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;The stadium seats 91,000, boasts a floor space of 258,000 sq meters, and will host both the opening and closing ceremonies, as well as all track and field events and the soccer final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large steel skeleton of the project weighs 42,000 tons, with the roof and the hanging parts around it accounting for 11,200 tons. The stadium has taken nearly three years to be built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/olympic%20mascot/matt_lee453/mascot.jpg?o=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f91/matt_lee453/mascot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "fuwa" are Beijing's Olympic mascots. The five mascots, which resemble cuddly teddy bears, represented four of China's most popular animals -- the fish, the panda, the Tibetan antelope and the swallow -- as well as the Olympic flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuwa" is a Chinese word that translates as blessed or happy children. The mascots were intended to symbolize China's welcome to the children of the world for the Games, according to the Olympic organizing committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, Filipinos considered the no. 8 as unlucky number. Our folks called this number as "pilipit' and they keep on advising to refrain from business, marriages, travels etc..&lt;br /&gt;On that no. 8 supertition...Tsino are optimistic while the Pinoy is pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I don't believe that number has something to do with luck and bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still hoping that our athletes will compete well and bring home the medals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1880166278520961481?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1880166278520961481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1880166278520961481' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1880166278520961481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1880166278520961481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/08/08-08-08.html' title='08-08-08'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4595674039014267063</id><published>2008-08-04T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:03:43.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>KORYENTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa mga taga-Media pag sinabing koryente ibig sabihin 'yung scoop o malaking balita ay hindi pala totoo. Pero sa totoong koryente yung ginagamit natin sa bahay na may kasamang electric bill ito ang totoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilib ako sa commercial ni Juday, biro mo naipaliwanag niya in 30 sec ang masalimuot na system loss na yan..:) Na ang system loss daw ay ay katulad ng pagbili natin ng yelo na natunaw habang papauwi tayo. Tama si Juday sa kanyang paliwanag ng system loss, pero kung tayo ang bibili ng yelo at ayaw talaga nating mabawasan ang yelong binili, siempre magdadala tayo ng styrofoam ice box o Coleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tawag diyan ay increase the efficiency. Kung baga sa mga distribution utilities ayusin nila nang husto ang electrical network, pati na ang mga substation and step-down transformers para nagooperate sila sa maximum efficiencies. Kung lumang-luma na, palitan o di kaya imaintenance. Tapos, ireduce, at kung maaari ay alisin, ang mga administrative inefficiencies, tulad ng wrong meter readings, pilferage ! at kung ano ano pa...&lt;br /&gt;At alam ba ninyo na hindi lang meralco ang nagpapasa ng system loss? Pati ang TRANSCO na government owned at siyang nag me maintain ng power grid. Balak ipasa or naipasa na ng TRANSCO ang 2.98% ng system loss nya sa meralco.. at syempre kanino pa ba naman iyan sisingilin ng meralco..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon alam na natin kung bakit natunaw ang yelong binili ni Juday.. pero part pa lamang yan ng equation kung bakit mataas ang singil ng ating koryente, kunin ang electric bill.. at heto ang component ng ating electric bill... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Generation charge Tax on Generation charge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transmission charge Tax on Transmission charge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;System loss Tax on System Loss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Distribution, Metering and Supply charges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lifeline rate subsidies Tax on distribution, metering and supply charges and lifeline rate subsidies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Local franchise tax Universal charges &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I-add mo lahat yan at yan ang total electric bill mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang malupit dito ay 5 beses tayong sinisingil sa tax (ow, baka koryente nanaman yan?, paki paliwanag nga?) Ok,(kapit kaibigan baka mahulog ka sa kinauupuan mo)&lt;br /&gt;Para lalo nating mapansin, ganito ang flow ng kuryente bago dumating sa bahay natin.. Ang napocor or IPP ang mag po produce ng koryente...bago pa maka alis ng planta ang koryente, magbabayad na tayo ng tax na 51 cents /kwh. Ang kuryenteng iyan ay padadaanin ngayon sa TRANSCO, papunta sa distribution utility natin gaya ng Meralco.. Muli tayong bubuwisan ng gobyerno, this time 11 cents/kwh Pag nakarating sa Meralco ang kuryente, muli sisingilin tayo ng buwis ng gobyerno, ng distribution tax at franchise tax... At dahil magbabayad tayo ng system loss muli na naman tayong bubuwisan ng gobyerno... ng system loss tax.. At eto pa ang kwela sa lahat, after i-suma ang iyong electric charges.. papatawan kang muli ng tax.. this time yung 12% e-vat. Imagine 5 Tax na binayaran mo, yung tax na yun eh (bubwisitin ka pa, este)bubuwisan pang muli ng isa pang tax... Ang alam ko po sa batas bawal ang double taxation... pero sa ginagawang ito ng gobyerno.. siguro naaayon na sa batas kase lampas na sa double eh (sarcastic lang po)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At upang madagdagan pa ang sama ng loob nating mga Pinoy... Ang napocor, ayon sa batas ay kinakailangan mag imbak ng supply ng coal na tatagal ng 5 taon.. pero ano ginagawa ng napocor... sasairin nila yung supply nila ng coal upang tumagal lamang ng isang taon, at dahil paubos na, mapipilitan silang mag conduct ng emergency purchase na di na dadaan sa bidding.. or kung dumaan man, dahil sa ikli ng time table, walang makakapag- bid. Kaya si Napocor bibili ng coal, hindi sa lowest bidder, kundi sa kanilang preferred suplier.. ang masaya pa nito, anlaki na ng patong.. higit pa sa doble ng actual price ng coal sa market.. idagdag pa dyan ang arkila ng mga barko na gagamitin sa pag ta-transport ng coal... na syempre muling pagkakakitaan ng mga Napocor executives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobra na nga pinapataw na tax sa atin ninanakawan pa tayo ng gobyerno natin..NG EXECUTIVE AT LEGISLATIVE DEPARTMENT KUNG MINSAN SUMASAMA NA RIN ANG JUDICIARY: ito ay classic case na naman ng That the Philippines is really run like hell by the Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAARRGGGGHH! (BUHAY KA PA BA?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4595674039014267063?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4595674039014267063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4595674039014267063' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4595674039014267063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4595674039014267063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/08/koryente.html' title='KORYENTE!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5718625862297786141</id><published>2008-07-28T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:01:05.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KUNG FU PANDA GOT SEX IN THE CITY WHILE GMA DELIVERED HER SONA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;.... sorry wala akong maisip na title (pasintabi mababaw lamang ang blog na ito)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula pa nuong ako'y na hayskul ay marami ng "ismo" ang tumatak sa aking isipan tulad ng kapitalismo, Imperyalismo, koloniyalismo, kumunismo.  Ang mga makakaliwa (left leaning group) ang siyang pasimuno sa mga terminong ito na  ibagsak lahat ng uri ng "ismo", maliban siguro sa kumunismo na hindi naman nila inaamin at di rin tinatanggi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong magkakasalungat na isipan ang pinagtatagni-tagni ko sa linggong ito para makabuo marahil ng isang isyu. Una bakit ang isang matabang hayop  tulad ng panda ay natutong mag-kung-fu sa napaka-iksing panahon para iligtas ang Tsina. Pero maa-aliw ka naman sa pelikulang ito bagamat piniratang dvd lamang ang kopya ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa ang apat na makakaibigan na babae ewan ko kung nalipasan na ng panahon ang kanilang pagkababae at parang normal lang sa kanila ang magpalit ng mga karelasyong-sekswal. (dito medyo natatawagan ako ng pansin dahil parang isinasabuhay na rin ito ng ilang mga Filipina) guilt-less sex kadalasan ang tema ng mga ito pero may kakaibang karisma ito lalo na sa mga kababaihan dahil may itinuturo rin itong aral tungkol sa relasyong sekswal at emosyonal. Dito mo makikita ang lawak ng koloniyalismo ng Hollywood dahil sa loob lamang ng ilang oras ay kaya na nitong baguhin ang istilo at moral ng mga nanunood ng mga pelikula.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay ano ba ang masasabi ko sa SONA ng Pangulo, laging ganito naman ang senaryo taon-taon. ang buhol-buhol na trapik diyan sa Batasan, ang ingay ng mga nagma-matsa at ang pagratsada ni Gloria sa kanyang talumpati. Hindi lamang ang panunood ng sine ang kaaliwan ng mga Pinoy, libangan na rin natin ngayon ang magreklamo sa buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5718625862297786141?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5718625862297786141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5718625862297786141' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5718625862297786141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5718625862297786141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/07/kung-fu-panda-got-sex-in-city-while-gma.html' title='KUNG FU PANDA GOT SEX IN THE CITY WHILE GMA DELIVERED HER SONA.'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1444748135366482980</id><published>2008-07-23T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:18:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my SkinFlix!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 356px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-e5.slide.com/widgets/sf.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2882303761521784549&amp;amp;site=widget-e5.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; My favorite segment in American Idol is the audition part. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1444748135366482980?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1444748135366482980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1444748135366482980' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1444748135366482980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1444748135366482980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-out-my-skinflix.html' title='Check out my SkinFlix!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2256537784004191057</id><published>2008-07-22T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:59:45.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>KUNG PINOY SI NOAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taong 2005 at isang ordinaryong middle class pinoy si Noah. Nagpakita sa kanya ang Diyos at sinabing &lt;em&gt;"Pagkatapos ng isang taon ay bubuhos ang malakas na ulan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at babahain ang buong kapuluan ng Pilipinas. Gusto kong gumawa ka ng isang malaking arko &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at isakay mo rito ang pares-pares na mga &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hayop at mga mag-asawang pilipino sa iba't ibang kapuluan."&lt;/em&gt; Ibinigay kay Noah ang specs ng Arko at taos puso nitong tinanggap ang responsibilidad na sagipin ang sambayanang Pilipino sa napipintong pagbaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lumipas ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;taon, muling nagpakita ang Diyos kay Noah. Walang arkong nagawa si Noah at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;galit na galit siyang tinanong ng Diyos, &lt;em&gt;"Nasaan ang arko na ipinagawa ko sa iyo?"&lt;/em&gt; Tumugon si Noah, &lt;em&gt;"Patawarin po ninyo ako kung di po natupad ang utos Ninyo! Kalbo na po ang kagubatan wala na pong kahoy at nagkaruon pa po ng iba't-ibang problema sa plano po ninyo." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At inilahad ni Noah ang mga sagabal na nakaharap niya sa pag-gawa ng arko. Humingi siya ng Mayor's permit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pero papayag lang daw si Mayor kung ang gagawa ng arko ay ang construction firm ng kanyang pamangkin. Tumungo siya sa Congressman pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;papayag lang daw si Congressman kung may matatanggap siyang 30% commission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pumayag po ako pero nagtayo ng unyon ang mga kinuha kong manggagawa at nag-strike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natunugan ng mga left-leaning groups ang kanyang balak at ang mga ito ay nag-rally dahil daw sa hindi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;makatarungang pagpili ng mga taong sasakay sa arko (mga taong naniniwala lang sa Diyos ang pwedeng sumakay). Nakisali sa rally ang mga bakla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at tomboy dahil &lt;em&gt;bias&lt;/em&gt; daw na normal na mag-asawa lang ang pwedeng sumakay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ang civil society group ay nakisali na rin sa gulo dahil napag-alaman daw nila na ang pondong gagamitin sa paggawa ng arko ay galing sa donasyon ng mga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gambling lords at katas ng huweteng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sa kaguluhang ito ay napilitang magpatawag ng &lt;em&gt;hearing&lt;/em&gt; ang senado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"in aid of legislation". Sinubukan ni Noah na gamitin ang EO 464 para makaiwas sa &lt;em&gt;hearing &lt;/em&gt;pero dahil hindi sya &lt;em&gt;executive official&lt;/em&gt;, napilitan siyang tumistigo. Nang malaman ng senado na utos ng Diyos ang pagpapagawa ng arko, dineklara nila itong unconstitutional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dahil hindi raw nito iginalang ang separation ng church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at state &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nakialam na rin ang ISAFP at DOJ na ito raw ay gagamitin ng grupong Magdalo sa binabalak nilang coup laban kay Arroyo. Nilapitan ni Noah si Mike Defensor para makipag-usap kay GMA. Payag daw si GMA na ituloy ang arko kung ipapaskil daw sa arko ang malaking mukha ni Arroyo na may slogan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZRxdm181" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Towards a Strong Republic". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hindi po ako pumayag kaya hanggang ngayon po ay may TRO ang pag-gawa ng arko. Sa palagay ko po kailangan ko pa ng 10 taon para matapos ang inyong proyekto." &lt;/em&gt;Ang huling wika ni Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Napa-iling ang Diyos at sinabing, &lt;em&gt;"Di ko na kailangang wasakin pa ang bansang ito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2256537784004191057?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2256537784004191057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2256537784004191057' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2256537784004191057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2256537784004191057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/07/kung-pinoy-si-noah.html' title='KUNG PINOY SI NOAH'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-210166410414115774</id><published>2008-07-11T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:50:37.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>ANG TATAY KO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GUALBERTO S. MENDEZ SR. July 12, 1912 - August 20, 1977&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ang araw na ito ay kapanganakan ng namayapa kong tatay, at nais kong magbalik-tanaw sa mga ala-ala na naiwan niya sa akin mula pa nuong aking kamusmusan. Pampito ako sa sampung magkakapatid at namulat ang aking kamalayan duon sa dako ng Bago Bantay, Quezon City. (ito 'yung sa kahabaan ng Munoz hanggan sa &lt;em&gt;SM north&lt;/em&gt; (dyan sa may EDSA na Highway 54 nuon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hindi ko gusto ang istilo ng tatay ko, hindi siya 'yung tipong &lt;em&gt;sweet &lt;/em&gt;sa anak. Para bang nai-inggit ako sa mga kapit-bahay namin na &lt;em&gt;close &lt;/em&gt;sa tatay nila at masaya. Si tatay kasi &lt;em&gt;disciplinarian,&lt;/em&gt; parang sundalo ang trato niya sa aming magkakapatid. (Siguro puma-&lt;em&gt;flashback&lt;/em&gt; pa sa kanya ang &lt;em&gt;WWII)&lt;/em&gt; sundalong-gerilya kasi siya 'nung panahon ng Hapon. Tuwing ala-6 ng gabi may &lt;em&gt;roll call&lt;/em&gt; kami, sisipol siya ng malakas at kailangan sa loob ng isang minuto at nakahilera na kaming magkakapatid sa harap niya. Ang mahuli ay may palo sa puwit, pag may kasalanan ang isa lahat kami ay papaluin sa puwit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Minsan sa batang isipan ko nuon ay nagre-rebelde ang utak ko sa hindi makatarungan pagdi-disiplina ng tatay ko o siguro ay hindi ko na matagalan yung pagpalo niya sa aming puwitan may kasalanan ka man o wala. Pagkatapos ng &lt;em&gt;roll-call&lt;/em&gt; at may munti kaming progama na bawat isa sa amin ay kailangan mag-perform ng tula, awit o sayaw at dito ako laging napapalo dahil ewan ko ba bata pa lang ako mahiyain na talaga ako kahit sa harap ng mga kapatid ko, at siguro mas kaya kong tiisin yung palo kesa sa mapagtawanan ako.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pero hindi masama ang tatay ko, wala siyang bisyo yosi man o alak at walang hilig sa babae. Kadalasan ay pinapasyal niya kaming 5 magkakapatid na lalake sa may Luneta sa tabing-dagat at kailangan namin suminghot ng sariwang hangin dahil maganda raw yun sa aming kalusugan. Ang paborito kung pasayalan nuon ay ang Quiapo at Avenida. (wala pa kasing mga &lt;em&gt;mall &lt;/em&gt;nuon) masaya na ako sa aming pagwi-&lt;em&gt;window shopping&lt;/em&gt; sa mga eskaparate ng damit sa Escolta at sa mga hardware ng Rizal Avenue. Minsan ay ipapasok niya kami sa mga sinehan at iiwanan niya kami sa loob nito ng ilang oras (bagamat sabik ako sa mga pelikula ay may namumuong kaba naman sa dibdib ko na baka hindi na kami makita ng tatay pagbalik niya sa loob ng sinehan dahil ang tingin ko nuon ay ang dilim-dilim at maraming tao) pero magaling ang tatay ko ni minsan ay hindi niya kami naiwala. May kabuhayan kami nuon na sa &lt;em&gt;standard&lt;/em&gt; ng iba mayaman na kaming maituturing dahil may negosyo kaming 2 panaderya (sinko sentimos pa lang ang pandesal nuon , lutong pugon at malalaki ha) at meron pa kaming groserya na maraming tinda tulad ng mantikang &lt;em&gt;Purico, Star Margarine&lt;/em&gt; na nasa lata, naka-bungkos na kahoy ng pang-gatong, marami kaming tinda na kapag bumili ka ng sardinas o gulay may libreng asin, butil ng bawang at paminta ka pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Balik tayo sa tatay ko, minsan nag-trip ang tatay ko na bumalik kami ng Bohol (ito yung lugar na sinilangan niya) at magtatanim ng lang daw kami ng niyog. At ginawa niya ito dahil siya talaga ang nasusunod. Ang sumunod na eksena ay sa Tagbilaran, Bohol na nuong early 60's ay hindi pa masyadong umuunlad sa turismo 'di tulad ngayon. Ang hirap ng buhay ko pero nakita ko kung paanong nage-&lt;em&gt;enjoy&lt;/em&gt; ang tatay ko. At sa madaling-araw naman ay nanghuhuli kami ng alimango duon sa dagat, ang daming bakawan at naiinis talaga ako dahil madalas akong matinik sa mga ugat nito. Pag-uwi namin ay magu-umaga na at yung na ring huli naming sa dagat ang pagkain namin sa almusal na may katambal na kamote at kamoteng-kahoy. Naiinis ako sa tatay ko dahil siguro hindi sanay sa ganuong &lt;em&gt;lifestyle&lt;/em&gt; dahil nami-&lt;em&gt;miss&lt;/em&gt; ko yung hot pandesal at tsokolateng mainit sa umaga. Pero sa paglipas ng mga panahon ay natutuhan ko na rin yakapin ang bagong-mundo ko nuon at naging masaya na rin ako sa buhay-probinsiya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hanggan sa dumating ang panahon na muli kaming bumalik sa Maynila pero iba na ang &lt;em&gt;setting,&lt;/em&gt; yung nangungupahan sa amin dati ay kami na ang umuupa sa isang bahay na maliit sa dati naming malaking-&lt;em&gt;compound.&lt;/em&gt; Muling namasukan ang aking tatay pero dahil may edad na rin siya nuon naging security guard na lamang ang trabaho niya na dati rati ay &lt;em&gt;supervisor &lt;/em&gt;siya &lt;em&gt;Bureau of Printing&lt;/em&gt; bago kami tumulak ng Bohol. At nagsimula na akong makaramdam ng kahirapan dahil nangungupit na ako sa tatay ko tuwing siya ay natutulog. Palipat-lipat na rin kami ng tirahan at halos di ko na mabilang kung ilang bahay na at lugar ang aming nalipatan. Hanggan sa naglakihan na at nagsipag-asawa kaming magkakapatid at napaiba't-ibang landas na rin. Hanggan sa namayapa na ang tatay ko nuong 1997 at sumunod na rin ang aking nanay pagkalipas ng isang taon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maraming masaya, at pangit na ala-ala ang ang aking naranasan sa piling ng aking tatay at nanghihinayang ako kahit napagsilbihan ko siya sa mga huling sandali ng kanyang buhay ay hindi ko nasabi sa kanya kung gaano ko siya kamahal. Pero alam kong mahal na mahal niya kaming magkakapatid hindi nga lamang siya&lt;em&gt; showy&lt;/em&gt; tulad ng ibang Tatay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maligayang kaarawan..tatay at lagi kong binabanggit yan tuwing sasapit ang ika-12 ng Hulyo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-210166410414115774?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/210166410414115774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=210166410414115774' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/210166410414115774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/210166410414115774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/07/ang-tatay-ko.html' title='ANG TATAY KO'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8227140266762599809</id><published>2008-07-03T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:44:48.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>PAG MAY KATWIRAN I-TEXT MO!</title><content type='html'>Parang namatay yung isyu tungkol duon sa proposal ng isang ahensiya ng gobyerno na huwag ng singilin yung mga text charge sa cell phone. Maraming natuwa kabilang na ako kaya lang ang panukala ay nag-lowbat o namatay ng tuluyan. Ako bilang isa sa mga angaw-angaw na  gumagamit ng cellphone  ay nagkakaroon din ng pagka-inis sa mga kompanyang nagbibigay ng ganitong serbisyo. Halimbawa ang 30 pesos na load mo ay hanggan 3 araw lang gamitin mo man o hindi, ito ay malaking panlilinlang hindi dapat ganito na sila ang magdidikta ng konsumo natin sa cell phone. Sa totoo lang maraming kababayan natin lalo na sa hanay ng mahihirap ang  apektado at hindi malaman kung papaano ibaba-badyet ang kakarampot na pera na ang malaking bahagi nito kung minsan ay napupunta lamang sa pagte-text.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8227140266762599809?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8227140266762599809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8227140266762599809' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8227140266762599809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8227140266762599809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/07/pag-may-katwiran-i-text-mo.html' title='PAG MAY KATWIRAN I-TEXT MO!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2268546731750877269</id><published>2008-06-30T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:39:47.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>July is a memorable month, not only that me and my oldest son was  born on this month but also it was a paper anniversary of my blog. I'm quite happy about it because it share the birthday of some famous people like George Bernard Shaw, Kevin Spacey, Mick Jagger of the Rolling Stone, Kate Beckinsdale, Drew Barrymore, Sylvester Stallone, Princess Diana, Imelda Marcos...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for those who read and share my mind even the issue is so shallow. The truth is I hate to post blog in english 'coz my grammar is poor but I must admit the fact that writing in english has it's advantage, you create the impression that you are inteligent while writing the most stupid things... but who can stop me from writing of some foolish and non-sense things on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forgot the real issue here, it's my birthday tomorrow, to be exact every 2nd day of July. Couple of days ago I had some strange feelings how to accept that I become a golden boy.(yes few hours from now I turn 50) Scary, How can I deal with people who will call you "tatang" (old man) few years from now or sooner, but right now I am comfortable when they address me as "kuya" (old brother)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look back to some of my misfortune, some regreting moments of my life, careers, lovelife etc..because I was really grateful to God who gave me those precious years good or bad. Now I was blessed w/ 2 kids and my wife, what can i say about her? she's an angel (don't get me wrong she's still alive) My life now is my family and it was all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If life were just, we would be born old and achieve youth about the time we'd save enough to enjoy it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2268546731750877269?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2268546731750877269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2268546731750877269' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2268546731750877269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2268546731750877269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-blog-tells-happy-birthday.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5434313031842882733</id><published>2008-06-15T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T06:32:16.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER' S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Any man can be a father, but it takes a special person to be called Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea for creating a day for children to honor their fathers began in Spokane, Washington. A woman by the name of Sonora Smart Dodd thought the idea for Father’s Day while listening to a Mother’s Day sermon in 1909.&lt;br /&gt;Having been raised by her father, William Jackson Smart, after her mother died , Sonora wanted her father to know how special he was to her, It was her father that made all the parental sacrifices and was, in the eyes of his daughter a courageous, selfless, and loving man.&lt;br /&gt;Sonora’s father born in June, so she chose to hold the the first Father’s Day celebration in Spokane, Washington on the 19th of June, 1910.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father’s Day was recognized by a Joint Resolution of Congress in 1956. In  1972, President Richard Nixon established a permanent national observance of Father’s Day to be held on the third Sunday of June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5434313031842882733?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5434313031842882733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5434313031842882733' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5434313031842882733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5434313031842882733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-father-s-day.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos; S DAY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9047923655634485522</id><published>2008-06-12T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:11:37.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>ANG BLOG BOW....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Ang araw na ito ay ang pagpapahayag natin para sa ating kalayaan. At ito ang tunay na kalayaan&lt;/span&gt; ang tayo ay makapag-pahayag ng ating isipan at damdamin sa pamamagitan ng pagba-blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang Blog na yata ang pinakamagandang pangyayari sa internet dahil dito ay napakaraming isipan at pananaw ang iyong matutuklasan hindi tulad dati na monopolisado lang ito ng iilan na manunulat sa diyaryo at magasin. Ngayon kahit sino ay pwedeng mag-blog sa iba't-ibang kategorya at hindi mo na rin problema ang matanggihan ng mga publikasyon dahil ikaw na rin ang awtor at patnugot nito. Ayon sa pag-aaral mahigit 200 libong pinoy na ang nagba-blog sa iba't-ibang kategorya, Hanap-buhay ito ng ilan, marami rin na ginagawa itong talambuhay, ang iba'y wala lang (tulad ko) pero ang nakakatuwa meron nabuboong magandang ugnayan sa mga blogista at ito ang magandang parte marami kang nagiging kaibigan na kasundo mo at kasalungat na rin sa takbo ng iyong isipan &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaya blog na kaya mo ito, bro! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9047923655634485522?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9047923655634485522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9047923655634485522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9047923655634485522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9047923655634485522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/06/ang-blog-bow.html' title='ANG BLOG BOW....'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5542243781328538258</id><published>2008-06-11T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:23:35.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>PINOY SINO KA NA?</title><content type='html'>Ang mga Pinoy sa ating henerasyon ngayon ay hindi mo na makikilala sa dami ng identidad, dumagsa ang napakaraming termino at katawagan sa kanila, marahil ang mga ito ay dahil na rin kakapusan sa buhay. Ang hostess at beylarina nuon ay naging GRO na at Japayuki ngayon, may mga pang-masa rin na pokpok sa kalsada, na sa napagkasunduan halaga ay pwede ng maibsan makamundong pagnanasa ng ilan sa mga hayok sa laman. May mga macho dancer na hinihimas ang kanilang mga ari habang nagsasayaw upang bigyan lang ng kasiyahan ang mga matrona at bakla. Sumulpot na rin ang mga dance instructor (DI) mga bayarang "Crying Ladies" sa Binondo, Mga nagkalat na TeleEvangelist at mga preacher sa kalsada at bus. Mga masahista at singer na bulag sa mall, footbridge at bangketa, Ang mga "Call Boy" na kadalasan kinakapit sa mga lalaking nagbebenta ng aliw ay kinakapit na rin sa mga "Barker" ng pasahero sa FX at Jeepney. Sa pagarankada ng Globalisasyon meron na tayong mga Overseas Contract Worker (OCW) mga bagong bayani sabi ng Gobyerno, na sa hanay ng mga ito ay matatagpuan natin ang mga seaman, domestic helper, mga hosto sa Japan, caregivers, mail order bride, at maging sa hanay ng mga propesyonal. Siguro Pinoy na rin ang bansag natin sa mga ss:&lt;br /&gt;"Whistle Blower" (na ginagamit naman ng kongreso at senado para sa mga ekpose at hearing laban sa administrasyon).&lt;br /&gt;Mga Pulitikong lumalabas sa mga "commercial ads".&lt;br /&gt;Ang telebisyon na-nagbibigay ng kaunting aliw sa paulit-ulit na tele-drama na hango sa naman sa kwentong komiks nuon ay siyang kinahihibangan ng masa mula sa pag-giling ni Marimar hanggan sa pag-langoy ni Dyesebel.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon ang pagkatao ng mga Pinoy ay lubhang bumaba mula sa pagiging timawa sa pagpila sa bigas hanggan sa pagbebenta ng mga laman-loob para mabuhay lamang sa mundong ito. Umaalsa ang masa habang patuloy na nagmamahal ang arina.&lt;br /&gt;Halina kalkalin natin ang basura at magkunwaring ayos lang ang buhay at pamumuhay. Hay, Pinoy....Sino ka na ba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5542243781328538258?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5542243781328538258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5542243781328538258' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5542243781328538258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5542243781328538258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/pinoy-sino-ka-na.html' title='PINOY SINO KA NA?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3398686671950469662</id><published>2008-06-07T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:27:45.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>BIRTH TEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I received this email and its quite interesting, but don't take it seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have discovered your Birth Number, forward this emaill to the rest of your friends, including the one who sent this to you. Put your number in the Subject and Pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;Your birth date describes who we are, what we are good at and what our inborn abilities are. It also points to what we have to learn and the challenges we are facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To figure out your Birth Number, add all the numbers in the birth Date together, like in the example, until there is only one digit. A Birth Number does not prevent you from being anything you want to be, it will just color your choice differently and give you a little insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example March 20, 1950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 + 20 + 1950 = 1973&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 + 9 + 7 + 3 = 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 + 0 = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep going until you end up with a single digit number. 2 is the Birth Number to read for the birth date in the example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 THE ORIGINAL&lt;br /&gt;#2 THE PEACEMAKER&lt;br /&gt;#3 THE LIFE OF THE PARTY&lt;br /&gt;#4 THE CONSERVATIVE&lt;br /&gt;#5 THE NONCONFORMIST&lt;br /&gt;#6 THE ROMANTIC&lt;br /&gt;#7 THE INTELLECTUAL&lt;br /&gt;#8 THE BIG SHOT&lt;br /&gt;#9 THE PERFORMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;# 1 - THE ORIGINATOR 1's are originals. Coming up with new ideas and executing them is natural. Having things their own way is another trait that gets them as being stubborn and arrogant. 1's are extremely honest and do well to learn some diplomacy skills. They like to take the initiative and are often leaders or bosses, as they like to be the best. Being self-employed is definitely helpful for them. Lesson to learn: Others' ideas might be just as good or better and to stay open minded. Famous 1's: Tom Hanks, Robert Redford, Hulk Hogan, Carol Burnett, Wynona Judd, Nancy Reagan, Raquel Welch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;#2 - THE PEACEMAKER 2's are the born diplomats. They are aware of others' needs and moods and often think of others before themselves. Naturally analytical and very intuitive they don't like to be alone. Friendship and companionship is very important and can lead them to be successful in life, but on the other hand they'd rather be alone than in an uncomfortable relationship.. Being naturally shy they should learn to boost their self-esteem and express themselves freely and seize the moment and not put things off. Famous 2's: President Bill Clinton, Madonna, Whoopee Goldberg, Thomas Edison, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;# 3 - THE LIFE OF THE PARTY 3's are idealists. They are very creative, social, charming, romantic and easygoing. They start many things, but don't always see them through. They like others to be happy and go to great lengths to achieve it. They are very popular and idealistic. They should learn to see the world from a more realistic point of view. Famous 3's: Alan Alder, Ann Landers, Bill Cosby, Melanie Griffith, Karen Roundbutt, Salvador Dali, Jodi Foster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;# 4 - THE CONSERVATIVE 4's are sensible and traditional. They like order and routine. They only act when they fully understand what they are expected to do. They like getting their hands dirty and working hard. They are attracted to the outdoors and feel an affinity with nature. They are prepared to wait and can be stubborn and persistent. They should learn to be more flexible and to be nice to themselves. Famous 4's: Neil Diamond, Margaret Thatcher, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Tina Turner, Paul Hogan, Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;# 5 - THE NONCONFORMIST 5's are the explorers. Their natural curiosity, risk taking and enthusiasm often land them in hot water. They need diversity, and don't like to be stuck in a rut. The whole world is their school and they see a learning possibility in every situation. The questions never stop. They are well advised to look before they take action and make sure they have all the facts before jumping to conclusions. Famous 5's: Abraham Lincoln, Charlotte Bronte, Jessica Walter, Vincent Van Gogh, Bette Midler, Helen Keller and Mark Hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;# 6 - THE ROMANTIC 6's are idealistic and need to feel useful to be happy. A strong family connection is important to them. Their actions influence their decisions. They have a strong urge to take care of others and to help. They are very loyal and make great teachers. They like art or music. They make loyal friends who take the friendship seriously. 6's should learn to differentiate between what they can change and what they cannot. Famous 6's: Albert Einstein, Jane Seymour, John Denver, Meryl Streep, Christopher Columbus, Goldie Hawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;#7 - THE INTELLECTUAL 7's are the searchers. Always probing for hidden information, they find it difficult to accept things at face value. Emotions don't sway their decisions. Questioning everything in life, they don't like to be questioned themselves. They're never off to a fast start, and their motto is slow and steady wins the race. They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners. They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. They like secrets. They live in their own world and should learn what is acceptable and what is not in the world at large. Famous 7's: William Shakespeare, Lucille Ball, Michael Jackson, Joan Baez, Princess Diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 8 - THE BIG SHOT 8's are the problem solvers. They are professional, blunt and to the point, have good judgment and are decisive. They have grand plans and like to live the good life. They take charge of people, They view people objectively. They let you know in no uncertain terms that they are the boss! They should learn to exude their decisions on their own needs rather than on what others want. Famous 8's: Edgar Cayce, Barbara Streisand, George Harrison, Jane Fonda, Pablo Picasso, Aretha Franklin, Nostrodamus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;#9 - THE PERFORMER 9's are natural entertainers. They are very caring and generous, giving away their last dollar to help. With their charm, they have no problem making friends and nobody is a stranger to them. They have so many different personalities that people around them have a hard time understanding them. They are like chameleons, ever changing and blending in. They have tremendous luck, but also can suffer from extremes in fortune and mood. To be successful, they need to build a loving foundation. Famous 9's: Albert Schweitzer, Shirley MacLaine, Harrison Ford, Jimmy Carter, Elvis Presley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3398686671950469662?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3398686671950469662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3398686671950469662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3398686671950469662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3398686671950469662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/birth-test.html' title='BIRTH TEST'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3129228253841304811</id><published>2008-05-25T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:08:52.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GENERAL'/><title type='text'>FILIPNOS..HU U?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This email came from May Munoz..well I don't want to make a comment this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: An Insult to the Filipinos&lt;br /&gt;...ignorance excuses no one, Mr. Art Bell of Nevada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: HATE LETTER&lt;br /&gt;This is a very disturbing open E-mail letter to all Filipinos around the world; specially here in North America!, from a man who has the power to reach million of people. (he's a radio talk host) Please read on........... Here is yet another person who has taken advantage of his power and privilege to use hateful words and racial stereotypes that breed further ignorance and intolerance in our society. Art Bell is a talk radio host who has two shows that he broadcasts from his home in Nevada, that is rebroadcast by 400 stations across the country. He's written 2 books. He lived in Okinawa, Japan for some years and had a radio program on the English station here. And, though it's hard to believe after reading the following letter from him, he actually has been to the Philippines (he's traveled fairly extensively around the world). Check out his website listed at the end to get a who's spreading this hateful ignorance. And letter is so degrading, I think it's really important that everybody read this and not attack him, but respond to him in a civilized manner because otherwise his thoughts will be reaffirmed. Understand that not everyone has a viewpoint like we do, and that this is an opinion of someone who hopefully can be changed only by civil actions. - May Munoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Filipinos... ..*make me puke* (Art Bell) As we've all come to notice, in the past few decades, Filipinos have begun to infest the United States like some sort of disease. Their extensive involvement in the U.S. Armed Forces is proof of the trashy kind of qualities all Filipinos tend to exhibit on a regular basis. You can see this clearly by studying the attitudes and cultural Icons of most Filipino Americans. Origins of Pinoys/Pinays: Are they really Asian? Well we've come to accept the fact the Filipinos come from a part of the world known as South East Asia. But the term 'Asia' is used in the wrong way. You may notice that contemporary Filipino Americans try very hard to associ ate themselves with groups that we know as Asian. I cannot count the number of times I have seen a 'Third World' Filipino try to connect themselves to the Chinese or Japanese people. There is no connection and here's why. The Philippines is a Third World country. Nothing respectable has EVER been created by Filipino people during our entire human history. Young Filipino men in America have become obsessed with 'import racing'. They have an enormously perverted affection for Japanese cars. It's a common phenomenon.. In their minds, these Filipinos somehow believe that they are Asian and that it somehow connects them to Japanese people and Japanese cars. They often take credit for the ingenuity of Japanese people and say how it's an 'Asian thing'. This term...'Asian thing' derived directly from African American slang 'blackthang' . 'It's a black thang. 'It's an asian thang.' You can see the connection. It's even funnier that, in Japan, Filipinos are heavily discriminated against. The only filipinos that can live successfully in Japan are the filipino prostitutes. But that's the case for most Filipino people no matter where they live in the world. Now we've come down to this fact...and it is a fact. Nothing in Filipino Culture can be seen as Asian. They have no architectural, artistic, or cultural influence which is in ANY way, asian. Thinking of the great countries in Asia such as Japan, Korea, and China there is no way you can possibly connect the Philippine Islands. This assault by filipino americans to connect themselves with the great peoples of North East Asia is foul and disgusting. Try visiting a young filipino's web site too. You'll see something called the 'Asian IRC Ring'. It has to do with the chatrooms. The most horrible thing about this is that these TRASHY people are trying to associate themselves with Asia again!! People in Asia don't act like, this at all.. What we are seeing here is the natural Filipino in it's element with full access to technology and this is how they act! You will consistently see this behavior over and over again. Another interesting thing is that these 'thirdworld' people also frequent RC chatrooms such as #chinese #japan and #asian. They must believe that they are some how related racially or culturally to North Asians. But it's completely WRONG! There might have been some distant contact With China and even less with Japan during World War II, but these people are actually more closely related to african americans and Mexican americans. Do the parents of these young filipinos know what's going on? Would they accept this? I believe that they would and do. This is the natural 'Trash' element in filipinos manifesting itself. Nothing good has ever come from Philippines and I don't believe anything good ever will. Recognizing your Roots (A Message to Filipinos) To all filipino people: Please recognize your ROOTS! You come from the Third World! You country is a disgusting and filthy place. Most people there live in poverty! Your culture has MUCH MORE SPANISH influence than chinese, and absolutely no JAPANESE influence whatsoever. People in Japan and China, do not act like you. They do not constantly talk about sex and they have a MUCH HIGHER level of RESPECT for each other. There is NO WAY that you can connect yourself to Asia other than location. Your culture and technological advancement does not even come CLOSE to What Chinese, people have done in the past and what Japanese and Korean people are doing now! Everything you do is distinctly filipino. You cannot take credit for Japanese cars, video games, or Hentai! It's not an 'asian thing' it's, an 'American thing'. You have no concept of culture...no concept of asian ideas or asian philosophy! Can you demonstrate how you use Confucianism or Taoism in you everyday life?? You can't. And you will NEVER be able to. I understand that you are trying to create an identity for yourselves as young people... but it is NOT related to Asia. Your Identity is Filipino. That's all you are. Just Filipino. Think about what that means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[read may Munoz reply on comment}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3129228253841304811?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3129228253841304811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3129228253841304811' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3129228253841304811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3129228253841304811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/filipnoshu-u.html' title='FILIPNOS..HU U?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1761803004401977627</id><published>2008-05-10T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:59:20.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY MOTHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i may not make a poem about my mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to describe her attributes and character&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there is one thing i want to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the worst and for the better,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" i will always love her." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:) happy mother's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1761803004401977627?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1761803004401977627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1761803004401977627' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1761803004401977627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1761803004401977627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-mother.html' title='MY MOTHER'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4525915377685751963</id><published>2008-05-01T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:12:01.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PERSONAL'/><title type='text'>INSIDE THE MIND OF A MARRIED GUY</title><content type='html'>My wife and I celebrate our 13th years together. We exchange our marriage vow on May 1, 1995 and up to this day  we are quite lucky that our relationship is still intact and strong.  I consider my union with my wife is successful in terms of love and partnership.  Even those famous couple had a hard time in passing the 10 years test of their marriage, some ended-up in a disastrous separation and court battles. So what inside the mind of a married guy to make your mariage works?&lt;br /&gt;I have some simple formula to share;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love your own wife&lt;br /&gt;2. It's okay to lust for other woman but not physically.&lt;br /&gt;3. Love your children&lt;br /&gt;4. It's okay to lie but don't cheat her.&lt;br /&gt;5. Always say you love her&lt;br /&gt;6. Make war, (sometimes arguments helps you understand each other)&lt;br /&gt;7. If she is mad, don't panic just ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;8. Help her in some households chores.&lt;br /&gt;9. Avoid bar hoppings and gimmicks you're a married man always remembar that.&lt;br /&gt;10. Make love once or twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now, i realized that Prison and Marriage are both institution which are difficult to ecape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4525915377685751963?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4525915377685751963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4525915377685751963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4525915377685751963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4525915377685751963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/inside-mind-of-married-guy.html' title='INSIDE THE MIND OF A MARRIED GUY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8546194552275052131</id><published>2008-04-16T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:02:10.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>HUSBAND AND WIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A man escaped from a prison where he'd been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes intothe bathroom. While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain... do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His wife responds, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"He wasn't kissing my neck.! He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute and is very attracted to you and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong. I love you, too." &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/7577875232634290830-8546194552275052131?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8546194552275052131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8546194552275052131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8546194552275052131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8546194552275052131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/husband-and-wife.html' title='HUSBAND AND WIFE'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7611340288259350730</id><published>2008-03-31T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:45:05.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>AMAZING LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>HARD TO BELIEVE BUT... JUST READ.   THIS IS A VERY SHOCKING STORY... NAKAKAKILABOT TALAGA...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story from University of the Philippines (Diliman) about a young college girl who passed away last month. Her name was Tiffany. She was hit by a dumper truck. She had a boyfriend named Noel. Both of them were true lovers. They always hung on the phone. You could never see her without her cell phone. In fact she also changed her network coverage from Smart to Globe, so both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost and get good network coverage. She spent half of the day talking with Noel. Tiffany's family knew about their relationship. Noel was very close with Tiffany's family. (Just imagine their love). Before she passed away she always told her friends 'If I pass away please bury me with my hand phone' she also said the same thing to her parents. After her death, people couldn't carry her coffin, I was there. A lot of them tried to do so but still couldn't, everybody including me, had tried to carry the coffin, the result is still the same. Eventually, they called a Feng Shui Master. He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly. After a few minutes, he said 'THIS GIRL MISSES SOMETHING HERE '. Then her friends told the Master about her intentions to bury her with her phone. He then opened the coffin and places her phone and SIM card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the coffin. It could be moved and they carried it into the van easily. All of us were shocked. Tiffany's parents did not inform Noel that Tiffany had passed away. After 2 weeks Noel called Tiffany's mom and said, 'I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me. Don't tell Tiffany that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her.' Her mother replied... 'You come home first, I wanna tell you something very important.' After he came, they told him the truth about Tiffany. Noel thought that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said 'don't try to fool me - tell Tiffany to come out, I have a gift for her. Please stop this nonsense'. Then they showed him her grave. Noel said, 'It's not true. We spoke yesterday. She still calls me, Noel was shaking. Suddenly, his phone rang. 'See this is from Tiffany, see this...' he showed the phone to Tiffany's family. All of them told him to answer. He talked using the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard his conversation. Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming. It was the actual voice of Tiffany &amp;amp; there was no way others could use her SIM card since it was nailed inside the coffin. They were so shocked and asked for the Feng Shui Master's help again.The Master brought his co-masters to solve this matter. He &amp;amp; his co-masters worked for 5 hours. Then they discovered one thing...         .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GLOBE HAS THE BEST COVERAGE... WHEREVER YOU GO, THEIR NETWORK FOLLOWS...   ANG LAKAS TALAGA NG GLOBE... KAHIT NASAAN KA MAN... KAYA GLOBE NA KAYO NANG KAYO AY NAKAKASIGURADONG MALAYO ANG MARARATING NINYO... IYON LANG....   NAISAHAN KA BA! BUMAWI KA NA LANG SA IBA... HEHEHE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7611340288259350730?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7611340288259350730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7611340288259350730' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7611340288259350730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7611340288259350730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/03/amazing-love-story.html' title='AMAZING LOVE STORY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-6172594531725542328</id><published>2008-02-23T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:52:40.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>WATER OF LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Note: This e-mail was sent to me a year ago and it was in my inbox again yesterday, so I decided to post it, maybe it could be a great help to all of us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DRINK WATER ON EMPTY STOMACH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is popular in Japan today to drink water immediately after waking up every morning. Furthermore, scientific tests have proven its value. We publish below a description of use of water for our readers. For old and serious diseases as well as modern illnesses the water treatment had been found successful by a Japanese medical society as a 100% cure for the following diseases: Headache, Body ache, Heart system, Arthritis, Fast Heart Beat, Epilepsy, excess fatness, Bronchitis Asthma, TB, Meningitis, Kidney and Urine Diseases, Vomiting, Gastritis, Diarrhea, Piles, Diabetes, Constipation, all eye diseases, womb, Cancer and Menstrual Disorders, (ENT) - Ear, Nose and Throat diseases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;METHOD OF TREAMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. As you wake up in the morning before brushing teeth, drink 4 x 160ml glasses of water... interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Brush and clean the mouth but do not eat or drink anything for 45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After 45 minutes you may eat and drink as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After 15 minutes of breakfast, lunch and dinner do not eat or drink anything for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Those who are old or sick and are unable to drink 4 glasses of water at the beginning may commence by taking little water and gradually increase it to 4 glasses per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The above method of treatment will cure diseases of the sick and others can enjoy a healthy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The following list gives the number of days of treatment required to cure/control/ reduce Main Diseases: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;High Blood Pressure - 30 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Gastric - 10 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Diabetes - 30 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Constipation - 10 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Cancer - 180 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;TB - 90 days · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arthritic patients should follow the above treatment only for 3 days in the 1st week, and from 2nd week onwards - daily. This treatment method has no side effects, however at the commencement of treatment you may have to urinate a few times. It is better if we continue this and make this procedure as a routine work in our life. Drink Water and Stay healthy and Active. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This makes sense... the Chinese and Japanese drink hot tea with their meals not cold water. Maybe it is time we adopt their drinking habit while eating!!! Nothing to lose, everything to gain... For those who like to drink cold water, this article is applicable to you. It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this "sludge" reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food. It will line the intestine. Very soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A serious note about Heart Attacks: Women should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line. You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. 60% of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive... A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this mail sends it to everyone they know, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-6172594531725542328?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6172594531725542328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=6172594531725542328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6172594531725542328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6172594531725542328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/water-of-life.html' title='WATER OF LIFE'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-84353981540140654</id><published>2008-02-14T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:59:42.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impostor: THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-blog-tells-something-about.html#links"&gt;Impostor: THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-84353981540140654?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-blog-tells-something-about.html#links' title='Impostor: THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/84353981540140654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=84353981540140654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/84353981540140654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/84353981540140654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/impostor-this-blog-tells-something.html' title='Impostor: THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5293814101346605050</id><published>2008-02-14T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:14:30.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I will greet this day with love in my heart. For this is the greatest secret of all success in all ventures. Only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of men and until I master this art I will remain love, my greatest weapon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was there really a Saint Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;According to the Catholic Encyclopedia (1908), at least three different Saints Valentine, all of them martyrs and all quite obscure, are mentioned in the early martyrologies under the date of February 14: a priest in Rome who suffered martyrdom in the second half of the 3rd century and was buried on the Via Flaminia; a bishop of Interamna (modern Terni) also suffered martyrdom in the second half of the 3rd century and was also buried on the Via Flaminia, but in a different location than the priest; a martyr in North Africa, about whom little else is known.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What about Valentinius?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The influential Gnostic teacher Valentinius was a candidate for Bishop of Rome in 143. In his teachings, the marriage bed assumed a central place in his version of Christian love, an emphasis sharply in contrast with the asceticism of mainstream Christianity. Stephan A. Hoeller assesses Valentinius on the subject : "In addition to baptism, anointing, eucharist, the initiation of priests and the rites of the dying, the Valentinian Gnosis mentions prominently two great and mysterious sacraments called "redemption" (apolytrosis) and "bridal chamber" respectively"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did the Romans celebrate February 14th?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly -- In Ancient Rome, the day of February 15 was Lupercalia, the festival of Lupercus, the god of fertility, who was represented as half-naked and dressed in goat skins. As part of the purification ritual, the priests of Lupercus would sacrifice goats to the god, and after drinking wine, they would run through the streets of Rome holding pieces of the goat skin above their heads, touching anyone they met. Young women especially would come forth voluntarily for the occasion, in the belief that being so touched would render them fruitful and bring easy childbirth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When did Valentine's Day begin to be celebrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The first recorded association of St. Valentine's Day with romantic love was in the 14th century in England and France, where February 14 was traditionally the day on which birds paired off to mate. This belief is mentioned in Geoffrey Chaucer's Parlement of Foules (1381). It was common during that era for lovers to exchange notes on this day and to call each other their "Valentines"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sent the first valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Historians claim that the first valentine was a poem sent in 1415 by Charles, Duke of Orleans, to his wife. He was imprisoned in the Tower of London at the time. In the United States, Miss Esther Howland is given credit for sending the first valentine's cards. Commercial valentines were introduced in the 1800's and now the date is very commercialized. The town of Loveland, Colorado, does a large post office business around February 14.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When did the day make its way to the U.S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Valentine's Day was probably imported into North America in the 19th century with settlers from Britain. In the United States, the first mass-produced valentines of embossed paper lace were produced and sold shortly after 1847 by Esther Howland (1828 1904) of Worcester, Massachusetts. Her father operated a large book and stationery store, and she took her inspiration from an English valentine she had received.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT SO SERIOUS ABOUT LOVE....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"There is no love sincerer than the love of food."&lt;br /&gt;"Love is a beautiful thing. It's a shame people have to get married and spoil it."&lt;br /&gt;"It is better to love and lost, than never have lost at all."&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything wrong with falling in love? None, only you're still single."&lt;br /&gt;"If you love me, as I love...then shame on us!"&lt;br /&gt;" Courtship is a ridiculous game, by winning her you lose."&lt;br /&gt;"Falling in love is the deadliest stage of our life , because when you fall in love , you give your heart away."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TRIVIA BITS:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The longest single kiss on record was between two Brazilians who caused a traffic jam in 1964 when, during a quick embrace in their car, their dental braces became intertwined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5293814101346605050?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5293814101346605050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5293814101346605050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5293814101346605050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5293814101346605050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-blog-tells-something-about.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS SOMETHING ABOUT VALENTINES'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1306957669010015311</id><published>2008-02-02T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:29:14.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>SOUND CHINESE TO ME</title><content type='html'>Note: Since Chinese New Year is just around the corner, let me share this story that will surely make you smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong kaibigang Intsik. Apelyidong Uy, Lim, Tan, Co, Go, Chua, Chi, Sy at kung anu-ano pa. Pero sa kanilang lahat kay Gilbert Go ako naging malapit. Mayaman si Gilbert kaya mangyari pa, madalas siya ang taya sa tuwing gigimik ang barkada.&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw na-ospital ang kanyang ama. Sinamahan ko siya sa pagdalaw. Nasa ICU na noon ang kanyang ama dahil sa stroke. Naron din ang ilan sa kanyang malalapit na kamag-anak. Nag-usap sila. Intsik ang kanilang usapan.... hindi ko maintindihan. Pagkatapos ng ilang minutong usap-usap, nagkayayaan nang umuwi. Maiwan daw muna ako at pakibantayan ang kanyang ama habang inihahatid nya ang kanyang mga kamag-anak palabas ng ospital.&lt;br /&gt;Lumipat ako sa gawing kaliwa ng kama ng kanyang ama para ilapag ang mga iniwan nilang mga gamit na kakailanganin ng magbabantay sa ospital. Nang akmang ilalapag ko na ay biglang nangisay ang matanda. Hinahabol nya ang kanyang hininga... Kinuyom nya ang kanyang palad at paulit-ulit siyang nagsalita ng wikang intsik na hindi ko maintindihan. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Di ta guae yong khee".....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Di ta guae yong khee"... "Di ta guae yong khee"&lt;/span&gt;.. paulit-ulit nya itong binigkas bago siya malagutan ng hininga. Pagbalik ni Gilbert ay patay na ang kanyang ama. Ikinagulat nya ang pangyayari ngunit marahil ay tanggap na rin nya na papanaw na ang kanyang ama. Walang tinig na namutawi sa kanyang bibig. Ngunit iyon na yata ang pinakamasidhing pagluha na nasaksihan ko. Nagpa-alam muna ako, dahil siguradong magdadatingin uli ang kanyang mga kamag-anak. Sumakay ako ng taksi pauwi.&lt;br /&gt;Habang nasa taksi.. tinawagan ko ang iba pa naming kabarkada. Una kong tinawagan si Noel Chua. Dahil marunong si Noel mag-intsik, tinanong ko muna kung ano ang ibig sabihin ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Di ta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guae yong khee".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Huwag mong apakan ang oxygen. "...&lt;/span&gt; "Bakit saan mo ba narinig 'yan?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipino-Chinese name and meaning :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born during the night - Andy Lim&lt;br /&gt;Born blind - Kenneth Sy&lt;br /&gt;Born being swindled - Lino Co&lt;br /&gt;Born while cooking - Nilo Toh&lt;br /&gt;Born as 10th child - Sam Po&lt;br /&gt;Born while being courted - Lily Gaw&lt;br /&gt;Born fat - Bob Uy&lt;br /&gt;Born little - Kathy Ting&lt;br /&gt;Born different - Eva Yan&lt;br /&gt;Born with porridge - Lino Gaw&lt;br /&gt;Born looking for someone - Allen Sia&lt;br /&gt;Born while counterfeiting - Faye King&lt;br /&gt;Born during Sunday - Lyn Go&lt;br /&gt;Born with malice - Mali Sia&lt;br /&gt;Born angry with someone - Ally Tan&lt;br /&gt;Born with picture - Lara Huan&lt;br /&gt;Born with sweets - Ken Dy&lt;br /&gt;Born undefined - Sam Ting&lt;br /&gt;Born while taking a bath - Lily Go&lt;br /&gt;Born not to take a bath - Dinah Lily Go&lt;br /&gt;Born while buying - Bill Li&lt;br /&gt;Born secretly - Tina Go&lt;br /&gt;Born to pass flatus - Otto Tin&lt;br /&gt;Born ugly - Kaw Yan&lt;br /&gt;Born enormous - Malou Ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May reklamo ka??? - Nath Ting (hehehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1306957669010015311?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1306957669010015311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1306957669010015311' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1306957669010015311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1306957669010015311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/sound-chinese-to-me.html' title='SOUND CHINESE TO ME'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8640723719905253864</id><published>2008-01-18T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T12:02:53.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>KAPUSO VS. KAPAMILYA</title><content type='html'>Halos isang buwan ng nag-aaway sa ere at sa korte itong GMA 7 at ABS-CBN 2. Ewan ko kung ako lang nabu-buwisit, dahil sa ang gusto yata ng dalawang network na ito ay sa kanila na lang umikot ang atensyon ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko ko ng pahabaain ito at naiinis talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Kayo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8640723719905253864?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8640723719905253864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8640723719905253864' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8640723719905253864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8640723719905253864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/01/kapuso-vs-kapamilya.html' title='KAPUSO VS. KAPAMILYA'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5217643159166717129</id><published>2008-01-08T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:12:57.365-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>CRAZY HOROSCOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CAPRICORN&lt;/span&gt; (Dec 22-Jan 19) You are conservative and afraid of taking risk. You don't do much of anything and are lazy. There has never been a Capricorn of any importance. Capricorn should avoid standing still too long as a dog might think you are a tree and piss on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AQUARIUS&lt;/span&gt; (Jan 20-Feb18) You have an inventive mind and are inclined to be progressive. You lie a great deal. On the other hand inclined to be careless and impractical, causing you to make the same mistakes over and over again. People think you are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;PISCES&lt;/span&gt;(Feb19-Mar 20) You have a vivid imagination and often think you are being followed by the NBI. You have minor influence over your associates and people resent you for your flaunting of your power. You lack confidence and generally a coward. Pisces people do terrible things to a small animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ARIES&lt;/span&gt; (Mar21-Apr19) You are the pioneer type and hold most people in contempt. You are quick tempered, impatient and scornful of advice. You are not very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TAURUS&lt;/span&gt; (Apr 20-May 20) You are practical and persistent . You have a dogged determination and work like hell. Most people think you are stubborn and bull headed. Taurus people have Body odor and fart a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;GEMINI&lt;/span&gt; (May 21-June 20) You are a quick and intelligent thinker. People like you because you are bisexual. However, you are inclined to expect too much for too little. This means you are cheap. Gemini are known for committing incest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CANCER&lt;/span&gt; (June 21-July 22) You are sympathetic and understanding to other's people problems. They think you are a sucker. You are very emotional and cried too much while watching Korean TV drama. Most welfare recipients are Cancer people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LEO &lt;/span&gt;(July 23-Aug.22)&lt;br /&gt;You consider yourself a born leader. Others think you are pushy. Most Leo people are bullies. You are vain and dislike honest criticism. Your arrogance is disgusting. Leo people are thieves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VIRGO&lt;/span&gt; (Aug 23-Sept 22) You are the logical type and hate disorder. This nit-picking is sickening to your friends. You are cold and unemotional and sometimes fall asleep while making love. Virgos make good drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LIBRA&lt;/span&gt; (Sept 23-Oc t22) You are artistic type and have difficult time with reality. If you are a man you are more likely to be queer. Chances for employment and monetary gains are excellent. Most Libra women are good prostitutes. All Libras have venereal disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SCORPIO&lt;/span&gt; (Oct 23-Nov 21) You are shrewd in business and cannot be trusted . You will achieve the pinnacle of success because of your total lack of ethics. Most Scorpio people are murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS&lt;/span&gt; (Nov 22-Dec 21) You are optimistic and enthusiastic. You have a reckless tendency to rely on luck since you lack talent. The majority of Sagittarians are drunks or dope friends. People laugh at you a great deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5217643159166717129?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5217643159166717129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5217643159166717129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5217643159166717129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5217643159166717129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/01/crazy-horoscope.html' title='CRAZY HOROSCOPE'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4414581050010696232</id><published>2008-01-01T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T13:03:59.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S JUST ANOTHER NEW YEAR'S EVE</title><content type='html'>( I can't help myself singing this song, every new years eve from Barry Manilow's "Because it's Christmas" album (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't look so sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not so bad you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another night, That's all it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not the first, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not the worst you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've come through all the rest, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll get through this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We've made mistakes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But we've made good friends too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember all the nights we spent with them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all our plans, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who says they can't come true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight's another chance to start again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another night like all the rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's make it the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another Auld Lang Syne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when we're through this New Year You'll see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will be Just fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're not alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we've got the world you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And it won't let us down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we'll grow old, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but think how wise we'll grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's more you know, it's only New Year's Eve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another night like all the rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's make it the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another New Year's Eve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just another Auld Lang Syne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when we're through this New Year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you'll see, will be Just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4414581050010696232?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4414581050010696232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4414581050010696232' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4414581050010696232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4414581050010696232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-just-another-new-years-eve.html' title='IT&apos;S JUST ANOTHER NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2276894708947170800</id><published>2007-12-25T14:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:47:35.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOGS TELLS SOME CHRISTMAS FACTS</title><content type='html'>Rumor has it that &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761579679/Santa_Claus.html"&gt;Santa's&lt;/a&gt; red-and-white suit was an invention of the Coca-Cola Company to promote the colors of its popular soft-drink label. In 1931 the company did hire an artist to create depictions of Santa drinking Coke, and those images became very popular--so much so that Coca-Cola takes credit for inventing Santa as we know him today. However, there is plenty of evidence to the contrary, including a holiday greeting card dating back to 1885 with an image of a jolly, bearded, red-suited Santa; and a 1927 description from The New York Times:"A standardized Santa Claus appears to New York children. Height, weight, stature are almost exactly standardized, as are the red garments, the hood and the white whiskers. The pack full of toys, ruddy cheeks and nose, bushy eyebrows and a jolly, paunchy effect are also inevitable parts of the requisite make-up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving is not the biggest shopping day of the year in the United States. Yes, many people flock to malls and big-box stores on "Black Friday" to take advantage of deep discounts and get a start on their holiday shopping. But while many stores report record numbers of shoppers on that day, those numbers aren't necessarily reflected in the sales figures. The rankings vary from year to year, but the day after Thanksgiving generally ranks no higher than fifth, after the two Saturdays and Sundays preceding Christmas. The biggest shopping day of the year is usually either the Saturday before Christmas or, if Christmas falls on a Saturday, December 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date of Jesus' birth is not mentioned in the Bible. In fact, the context of the story of the birth of Jesus indicates that it occurred in the springtime. There are many theories as to why Christmas is celebrated on December 25, the most common of which holds that the date was chosen by Christians to overshadow a pagan festival celebrating the winter solstice. &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761556859/Christmas.html#s2"&gt;Learn more about the origins of Christmas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to providing missile warnings and air defense for the United States and Canada, NORAD has been tracking Santa's progress for 50 years. It all started when a Colorado department store printed the wrong phone number for a "Santa hotline" on a promotional flyer, and CONAD (NORAD's predecessor) was flooded with calls from children eager to talk to Santa. Rather than disappoint them, the staff took it upon themselves to track Santa on their radar and keep the kids informed of his whereabouts. Nowadays, kids can also keep tabs on Santa on NORAD's Web site: &lt;a href="http://www.noradsanta.org/"&gt;http://www.noradsanta.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was created as a holiday promotion for a department store. In 1939, the Chicago-based Montgomery Ward department store asked one of its copywriters to create a children's Christmas story that could be used as a promotional giveaway during the holiday shopping season. Inspired by The Ugly Duckling, he came up with the story of Rudolph, a reindeer who was teased for his glowing red nose, but ends up saving Christmas. The story evolved over the years into a song recorded by Gene Autry in 1949 and a 1964 TV special that has since become the longest-running holiday special in television history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbreviating Christmas as Xmas doesn't really "take the Christ out of Christmas." The X in "Xmas" stands for the Greek letter Chi, which is the first letter in Christos, the Greek word for "Christ," and a commonly used symbol to represent the name of Christ in religious writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumor that &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_762509723/Poinsettia.html"&gt;poinsettias&lt;/a&gt; are poisonous was started in 1919 when the 2-year-old child of an Army officer died, and ingestion of poinsettia leaves was assumed to be the cause. This was never proven, and no deaths from poinsettias have been reported since.A study by Ohio State University and the American Society of Florists fed rats high doses of pulverized poinsettia leaves, which failed to kill them or even cause any side effects. A 50-pound child would have to ingest more than 500 poinsettia leaves to exceed the doses given to the rats. Considering that the leaves have a bitter, unpleasant taste, it's unlikely a small child or pet would eat more than one bite. While it's still not a good idea to eat poinsettias--or any other houseplants, for that matter--the worst that could happen to your child or pet is an upset stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was once against the law to publicly celebrate Christmas in Massachusetts. The Puritans of New England followed a strict interpretation of the Bible, and since there is no mention of the exact date of the birth of Christ, they believed it was inappropriate to observe it on December 25. They also frowned upon the drinking, feasting, and other carousing associated with the holiday. In 1659 a law was passed making it a criminal offense, punishable by a 5-shilling fine, to publicly observe Christmas in Massachusetts. The law was revoked in 1681, but it wasn't until the mid-1800s that Christmas celebrations came back into favor. &lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761556859/Christmas.html#s2"&gt;Learn more about the history of Christmas celebrations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Theodore Roosevelt was an ardent conservationist and did not approve of cutting down trees for Christmas. Hoping to set an example as president, he banned Christmas trees from the White House ... but his children smuggled one in anyway. Roosevelt asked Gifford Pinchot, head of the Division of Foresty (now the Forest Service), to explain to them why cutting down Christmas trees threatened the nation's forests. To his surprise, Pinchot said that if properly done, thinning the forests actually helped to maintain their health. After that, Roosevelt did allow a small tree in the White House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761574698/Saint_Nicholas.html"&gt;Saint Nicholas&lt;/a&gt; was born around 280 AD near Myra in modern-day Turkey. He is said to have given away all of his wealth and devoted his life to helping the poor often by anonymously leaving small gifts for those in need. Admired for his kindness and piety, he became known as the patron saint of children and sailors (among many others). The legend of St. Nicholas spread, and by the Renaissance, he was the most popular saint in Europe. In Holland, where he was called "Sint Nikolaas" or "Sinter Klaas," he developed into a Christmas gift-giver. Dutch immigrants brought the tradition to America, where his name eventually became the familiar "&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encyclopedia_761579679/Santa_Claus.html"&gt;Santa Claus&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2276894708947170800?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2276894708947170800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2276894708947170800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2276894708947170800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2276894708947170800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-blogs-tells-some-christmas-facts.html' title='THIS BLOGS TELLS SOME CHRISTMAS FACTS'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-7221736647835306697</id><published>2007-12-24T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:46:24.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT CAN I BLOG YOU THIS CHRISTMAS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-7221736647835306697?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7221736647835306697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=7221736647835306697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7221736647835306697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/7221736647835306697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-can-i-blog-you-this-christmas.html' title='WHAT CAN I BLOG YOU THIS CHRISTMAS?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9046360801378278559</id><published>2007-12-09T13:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:36:54.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRIVIA'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS SOME PUZZLES AND RIDDLES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Answer these three simple questions. You can't take your time, you have to answer really quickly. okay?&lt;br /&gt;1..You are participating in a race. You overtake the second. What position do you arrive in?&lt;br /&gt;2. If you overtake the last, what place do you arrive as?&lt;br /&gt;3.(This riddle must be done in your head only without the use of paper and a pen)&lt;br /&gt;Take 1,000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1,000. Then add 30. Add another 1,000. Now add 20. Then add another 1,000. Now add 10. What is the total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. If you answered that you arrived first, you are absolutely wrong! 'Cause if you overtake the second, you take his place so you arrive second.&lt;br /&gt;2. If you answered that you arrived second to the last then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST? The question is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you get 5,000? The correct answer is actually 4,100. You don't believe it? Check with your calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAGIC NUMBERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work this out as you read - it only takes 30 seconds. Make sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!&lt;br /&gt;1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have sex.(Try more than once)&lt;br /&gt;2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)&lt;br /&gt;3. Add 5. (for Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;4. Multiply it by 50. (okay you may use a calculator!)&lt;br /&gt;5. If you've already had your birthday this year add 1750. If you haven't add 1749.&lt;br /&gt;6. Now subtract the four-digit year that you were born. (Hey stop cheating and put in the correct number!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You should now have a three-digit number. (Do you?) The first digit of this was your original number (i.e., how many times you want to have sex each week). The second two digits are your age and it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHECK YOUR LOGIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't look at the answer ! Try first and write down your answers.&lt;br /&gt;1. There is a man who lives on the top floor of a very tall building. Every day, he takes the elevator down to the ground floor to leave the building to go to work. Upon returning from work though, he can only travel halfway up in the lift and has to walk the rest of the way unless it's raining Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A man and his son are in a car accident. The father dies on the scene, but the child is rushed to the hospital, where the surgeon says, " I can't operate on this boy, he is my son!" How can this be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A man is wearing black. He had black shoes, socks, trousers, jumpers, gloves, and Balaclava. He is walking down the black streets with all the street lamps off. A black car is coming towards him with it's light off but somehow manages to stop in time. How did the driver see the man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One day Dada celebrated her birthday. Two days later her older twin brother, Dodo, celebrated his birthday. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is it better to have round manhole covers than square one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A man went to a party and drank some of the punch. He then left early. Everyone else at the party who drank the puch died of poisoning. Why did the man not die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A man died and went to heaven. There were thousands of other people there. They were all naked and all looked as if they died at the age of 21. He looked around to see if there was anyone he recognized. He saw a couple and he knew immediately that they were Adam and Eve. How did he know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A woman had two sons who were born on the same hour of the same day of the same year. But they were not twins. How could this be so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A man walks into a bar and ask the bartender for a glass of water. The bartender pulls out a gun and points it at the man. Tha man says, "Thank you," and walks out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. The man is very short and can only reach reach halfway up the elevator buttons. However, if it is raining, then he will have his umbrella with him and can press the higher buttons with it. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The surgeon was his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It was daytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. At the time she went into labor, the mother of the twins was traveling by boat. The older twin, Dodo, was born early on March 1st.The boat then crossed a time zone and Dada, the younger twin, was born on February 28th. Therefore the younger twin celebrates her birthday two days before her older brother during a leap year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A square manhole can be turned and dropped diagonally down the manhole. A round manhole cannot be dropped down the manhole. So, for safety and practicality, all manhole covers should be round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The poison in the punch came from the ice cubes. When the man drank the punch, the ice was fully frozen. Gradually it melted , poisoning the punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He recognized Adam and Eve as the only people without navels. because they were not born of women, they never had never umbilical cords, and therefore , they never had navels. This one seems perfectly logical but it can sometimes spark fierce theological arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. They were two sets of triplets (or quadruplets, etc.) This puzzle stumps many people. They try outlandish solutions involving test-tube babies or surrogate mothers. Why does the brain search for complex solutions when there is a much simpler one available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The man had hiccups. The bartender recognized this from his speech and drew the gun in order to give him a scare. It worked and cured the hiccups so the man no longer needed tha water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUZZLING RIDDLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Five hundred begins in it, five hundred ends it, Five in the middle is seen;&lt;br /&gt;First of all the figures, the first of all letters, take up their situations between.&lt;br /&gt;Join all together , and then you will bring, Before you the name of an eminent king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I build castles. I tear down mountains.&lt;br /&gt;I make some men blind, I help others to see&lt;br /&gt;What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What does man love more than life&lt;br /&gt;Fear more than death or mortal strife&lt;br /&gt;What the poor have, the rich require,&lt;br /&gt;and what contented men desire,&lt;br /&gt;What the miser spends and the spend thriftsaves&lt;br /&gt;And all men carry to their graves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Whoever makes it, tells it not.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever takes it, knows it not.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever knows it want it not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Whoever makes it, wants it not&lt;br /&gt;Whoever buys it, uses it not.&lt;br /&gt;And whoever uses it, knows it not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Two words, my answer is only two words.&lt;br /&gt;To keep me, you must give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When young, I am sweet in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;When middle-aged, I make you gay.&lt;br /&gt;When old, I am valued more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I go round in circles&lt;br /&gt;But always straight ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Never complain&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am led.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lighter than what I am made of,&lt;br /&gt;More of me is hidden, Than is seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. At the sound of me, men may dream Or stomp their feet&lt;br /&gt;At the sound of me, women may laugh, Or sometimes weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. DAVID (in Roman numerals).&lt;br /&gt;2. Sand&lt;br /&gt;3. Nothing&lt;br /&gt;4. Counterfeit money&lt;br /&gt;5. Nothing&lt;br /&gt;6. Your word&lt;br /&gt;7. Wine&lt;br /&gt;8. Wagon wheels or tire.&lt;br /&gt;9. Iceberg&lt;br /&gt;10. Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Assigment: ( I give the answer next blog, try to research it now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;THE WORLD'S EASIEST QUIZ (OR IS IT?)&lt;br /&gt;1) How long did the Hundred Years War last?&lt;br /&gt;2) Which country makes the Panama hats?&lt;br /&gt;3) From which animal do we get catgut?&lt;br /&gt;4) In which month do Russian celebrate the October revolution?&lt;br /&gt;5) What is camel's hairbrush made of?&lt;br /&gt;6) The Canary Islands in the Pacific are named after what animal?&lt;br /&gt;7) What color is a purple finch?&lt;br /&gt;8) Where are Chinese gooseberries come?&lt;br /&gt;9) Where was India ink invented?&lt;br /&gt;10) How long did the thirty Years War last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Smile of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why is life like a riddle?&lt;br /&gt;Because you must give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9046360801378278559?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9046360801378278559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9046360801378278559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9046360801378278559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9046360801378278559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-blog-tells-some-puzzles-and.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS SOME PUZZLES AND RIDDLES'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3725550468869540324</id><published>2007-11-22T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T12:45:18.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS A LOVE STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack and Diane - A Love Story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd known each other since their school days and had since become the best of friends. They shared everything and anything and spent lots time together in and after school. But the friendship never developed into anything deeper. Diane kept a secret: her admiration and love for Jack. She had her reasons for keeping it a secret. FEAR.Fear of rejection... fear that he might not feel the same... fear that he might not want to be her best friend anymore... fear of losing someone that she could always find comfort in. At least if she kept her feelings to herself she would still be able to spend time with him... and hopefully, he would be the one to tell her how he felt towards her.&lt;br /&gt;Time passed, and soon school was over. Jack and Diane went separate ways. Jack continued his studies overseas, while Diane got herself a job. They still kept in touch though...penned letters, sent each other photographs, and mailed each other gifts. Diane longed for Jack to be back. She decided that she would tell him her feelings once he got back. And then out of the blue... the mails from Jack stopped coming. Diane wrote to him, but there was never a reply. Where was he? What happened? Lots of questions ran through her mind...Two years passed and Diane was still hopeful that Jack would come back... or at least send her a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then her prayers were answered. One mid-August day, she received a note from Jack. It said:Diane,I have a surprise for you. I'm flying over. Meet me at the airport. My flight comes in at 4pm on Saturday. I can't wait to see you again! There's something I need to tell you, something I've been keeping inside all this time. Love &amp;amp; Kisses, Jack.  Diane's fingers shook as she read the note. Her heart soared. Diane was thrilled. Love and kisses... it meant a lot for a lady who had waited so long for those words. She was ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The day arrived, and Diane waited anxiously for Jack. She had slipped into her best dress, and did her best to look as pretty as she could. She looked around... but Jack was nowhere in sight. She waited and waited, wondering what she would say to Jack when he got there, what their meeting would be like. Would there be love in his eyes? Would there be longing, bred from years of separation and hiding each others' feelings? Oh, how she longed to see him! How she longed to throw her arms around him and tell him she was a fool to ever let him go without ever telling him how she felt! And she was certain Jack felt it too. There was always a certain magic about them when they were together. Then a lady in a sexy, tight, blue dress approached her. She had a very concerned look on her face, "Hi! I'm Lynn, a friend of Jack. Are you Diane?" she asked. Diane just nodded her head."I'm afraid I... I have bad news for you. Jack is not coming... he won't be coming back anymore," said the lady, placing a hand on Diane's shoulder. Diane shook her head in confusion. She felt her heart constrict.What could possibly have happened? Diane felt an overwhelming fear inside her. Her hands turned cold. Her voice shook as she asked: "Where... where's Jack? What happened to him? Please tell me..." Diane begged the lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady looked intently at Diane... and then she gave Diane a nudge on the shoulder and said... "HOY GAGA! IT'S ME, JACK... JACKILYN!! DI MO NA AKO NAKILALA?! ANG GANDA-GANDA KO NGAYON, DI VAAAAH?! ECHUSERA KA NAMAN MASYADO SISTER! KAKALOKA KAH HUH!! TEKA, SANDALI... MEET MY 'PAPA'!!" Kawawang Diane, hindi lang nawasak ang puso... inapak-apakan pa ng Jack, este Lynn pala! O siya, ipasa mo na lang sa iba para makaganti ka!!!! he he he.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3725550468869540324?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3725550468869540324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3725550468869540324' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3725550468869540324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3725550468869540324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/11/jack-and-diane-love-story-theyd-known.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS A LOVE STORY'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5578730753661199966</id><published>2007-11-12T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:24:28.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KWELA'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS SOME PINOY SIGN OF WITS.</title><content type='html'>BREAD PITT - Bakery is still number 1 business sa community. Ito medyo may dating ang pangalan. or ANITA BAKERy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTE NGA SA IYO - Junk shop are mushrooming now, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIED OF MARIKINA - A chicken house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELIX THE CUT -a barber shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAINTACKY - an eatery located in Cainta, Rizal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DORIS DAY &amp;amp; NIGHT - 24 hours eatery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOKWA-TOKWA - Tokwa-lugaw eatery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKING NG INA MO - A Karinderya w/ your mother recipes as specialties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTOPHER PLUMBING - Plumbing problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABALIK KARINDERIA - Talagang babalikan lalo na kung masarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANSIT NG TAGA MALABONI -In tradition of Pansit Malabon na nasa Mandaluyong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLEOPATAS - A pata house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GO-AT TOGETHER - A goat restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LITO LAPIDa - Lapida maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLYWEIRD - A novelty store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LION KING VIDEO- a video rental shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MacDonuts- a doughnut shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARUYA CAREY - Maruya (banana pan cake) Turon (Banana fritters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANG DONALD - a local burger restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY DRUG - Magandang kumpetensiya ng Mercury Drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIKI MAO - A noodle house w/ Chinese and Disney sounding name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETAL ATTRACTION - a flower shop in Diliman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SikaTUNA - grilled tuna belly at its best along Sikatuna Village, QC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WAY WE WEAR - a boutique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRAP AND ROLL - A lumpia outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALANG TULUGAN - A funeral parlor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And two butcher shops called Meating Place and Meatropolis. Smart travelers can decipher what may look like baffling signs to unaccustomed foreigners by simply sounding out the 'Taglish' (ThePhilippine version of English words spelled and pronounced with a heavy Filipino such as:&lt;br /&gt;At a restaurant menu in Cebu "We had sopdrink in can an in batol" [translation: We have soft drinks in can and in bottle].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there is a sewing accessories shop called Bids And Pises - [translation: Beads and Pieces --or-- Bits and Pieces]There are also many signs with either badly chosen or misspelled words but they are usually so entertaining that it would be a mistake to 'correct' them like.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a restaurant in Baguio City, the 'summer capital' of thePhilippines: " Wanted: Boy Waitress"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a highway in Pampanga: "We Make Modern Antique Furniture"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the window of a photography shop in Cabanatuan: "We Shoot You WhileYou Wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the glass front of a cafe in Panay Avenue in Manila: "Wanted: Waiter, Cashier, Washier". Some of the notices can even give a wrong impression such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shoe store in Pangasinan which has a sign saying: "We Sell ImportedRobber Shoes" (these could be the 'sneakiest' sneakers);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rental property sign in Jaro reads: "House For Rent, Fully Furnaced"(it must really be hot inside)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, one could come across signs that are truly unique - if not altogether odd. City in southern Philippines which said: "Adults: 1 peso; Child: 50 centavos; Cadavers: fare subject to negotiation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;European tourists may also be intrigued to discover two competing shops selling hopia (a Chinese pastry) called Holland Hopia and Poland Hopia - which are owned and operated by two local Chinese entrepreneurs, Mr. Ho andMr. Po respectively - (believe it or not)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks also 'creatively' redesign English to be more efficient."The creative confusion between language and culture leads to more than just simple unintentional errors in syntax, but in the adoption of new words, "says reader Robert Goodfellow who came across a sign .....HouseFersallarend' (house for sale or rent). Why use five words when two will do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Manila businessman, Tonyboy Ongsiako, there is so much wit in the Philippines because "We are a country where a good sense of humor is needed to survive". We have a 24-hour comedy show here called the government and a huge reserve of comedians made up mostly of politicians and bad actors.&lt;br /&gt;Now I ask you where else in the world would one want to live?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5578730753661199966?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5578730753661199966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5578730753661199966' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5578730753661199966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5578730753661199966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-blog-tells-some-pinoy-sign-of-wits.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS SOME PINOY SIGN OF WITS.'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3819308058205274514</id><published>2007-11-07T13:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:50:07.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>100% PINOY!</title><content type='html'>Every street has a basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even doctors, lawyers and engineers are unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors study to become nurses for employment abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students pay more money than they will earn afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is considered the second home and the mall considered the third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call-center employees earn more money than teachers and nurses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has his personal ghost story and superstition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains like Makiling and Banahaw are considered holy places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything can be forged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of animals are edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks coffee is more expensive than gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving 4 kms can take as much as four hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flyovers bring you from the freeway to the side streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the street involves running for your dear life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personal computer is mainly used for games andFriendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where colonial mentality is dishonestly denied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where 4 a.m. is not even considered bedtime yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can pay to defy the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything and everyone is spoofed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where even the poverty-stricken get to wear Ralph Lauren and TommyHilfiger (peke)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The honking of car horns is a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being called a bum is never offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floodwaters take up more than 90 percent of the streets during therainy season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone has a relative abroad who keeps them alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where wearing your national colors make you baduy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where even the poverty-stricken have the latest cell phones.(GSM-galing sa magnanakaw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where insurance does not work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where water can only be classified as tap and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean water is for sale (35 pesos per gallon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the government makes the people pray for miracles. (Amen tothat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where University of thePhilippines where all the weird people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo is where all the nerds go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Salle is where all the Chinese go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College of Saint Benilde is where all the stupid Chinese go and;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Asia and the Pacific is where all the irrelevantly rich people go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast food is a diet meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic signs are merely suggestions, not regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where being mugged is normal and It happens to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodents are normal house pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition of traffic is the 'non-movement' of vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fighter planes of the 1940s are used for military engagements and;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new fighter planes are displayed in museums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where cigarettes and alcohol are a necessity, and where the lottery is a commodity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where soap operas tell the realities of life and where the news provides the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where actors make the rules and where politicians providetheentertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can get away with stealing trillions of pesos but not a thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where being an hour late is still considered punctual (Grabe talaga 'to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the squatters have more to complain (even if they do not paytheir tax) - than those employed and have their tax automatically deducted from their salaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where everyone wants to leave the country!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3819308058205274514?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3819308058205274514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3819308058205274514' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3819308058205274514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3819308058205274514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/11/100-pinoy.html' title='100% PINOY!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-8283251601198865083</id><published>2007-10-28T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:42:47.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>THIS BLOG TELLS SOME THOUGHTS ON LIFE AND DEATH</title><content type='html'>Today November 1, is All Saints' Day ( is a christian holy day to honor all saints of the Catholic Church, including those not known by name. All Souls Day (November 2) was established by Odilo, abbot of Cluny, in the 11th century in commemoration of those baptized Christians believed to be in purgatory. All Souls' Day purposely follows All Saints' Day to shift people's attention from the saints in heaven to the souls in purgatory.) Most Catholics visit graves of their departed on November 1, which is All Saints' Day. Maybe they subconciously or purposely believe that their loved ones have become saints? What a marvelous optimism!We shall ponder a little about time, life and death. It is important that what we do with our life. We should also accept that death is, in truth, the grand partner of life. Life ends in death and, who knows, eternal life starts with death.Death and dying shouldn't be black and depressing, I believe it doesn't make sense that much of the world closely associates death with the color black, horror movies, Halloween, terrifying darkness, ghouls and spooky witches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO WE WANT PEOPLE REMEMBER US?American writer Mark Twain once responded with wit to a false report that he had supposedly died, saying "News on my death has been greatly exaggerated." The legendary Swedish inventor and chemist Alfred Nobel had once experienced what Mark Twain went through. He woke up one morning in 1888 to the startling news that a French newspaper had mistakenly published an obituary of his death and called him the "merchant of death." It was a double shock for Nobel, who sincerely believed that his invention of dynamite would actually end all wars and hasten world peace.Nobel was so disturbed by his possible dark legacy, he wanted to change his future obituary. When he died in 1986, the reading of his will shocked his relatives. Alfred Nobel had bequeathed 94 percent of his wealth to the creation of five world-famous prizes -Physics, Chemistry, Physiology or medicine, Literature, and Peace - to be given to "those who, during the preceeding, shall have confered the greatest benefit to mankind."During All Saints' Day and funerals , let us not only be fixated on mourning death . Celebrate life more. Wouldn't it be much more better if we celebrate the lives of those who died and gain inspiration from them, rather than forever grieve in gloomy, inconsolable sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMOUS LAST WORD AND EPITAPH:&lt;br /&gt;" A great artist dies in me." - Roman Emperor Nero"&lt;br /&gt;I feel the flowers growing over me." - Socrates"&lt;br /&gt;Consummatum est!" (it is done) - Jose Rizal"&lt;br /&gt;A dying man can do nothing easy." - Benjamin Franklin "&lt;br /&gt;Applaud, friends, the comedy is over ." - Ludwig Van Beethoven"&lt;br /&gt;It is very beautiful over there." - Thomas Edison"&lt;br /&gt;All wells, that ends well" - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT SO FAMOUS:&lt;br /&gt;" I told you I was sick." epitaph in Georgia cemetery"&lt;br /&gt;At last she sleeps alone." epitaph of a prostitute "&lt;br /&gt;Its so peaceful here." - epitaph of a troubled husband."&lt;br /&gt;Here lies an Atheist, all dress up and no place to go." - epitaph of an Atheist"&lt;br /&gt;The defense rest." epitaph of a defense attorney"&lt;br /&gt;Here lies Lester Moore/ four slugs from forty four/no less, no more."&lt;br /&gt;" He was a simple man, who died of complication." epitaph of a simple man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT MOURN DEATH, CELEBRATE LIFE - A well made film "Ladder 49" when the heroic film fireman played by Joaquin Phoenix died, his chief played by John Travolta delivered an eloquent speech asking people in the funeral "not to mourn on his death, but to celebrate life." and that was the best part of the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-8283251601198865083?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8283251601198865083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=8283251601198865083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8283251601198865083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/8283251601198865083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='THIS BLOG TELLS SOME THOUGHTS ON LIFE AND DEATH'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-1180462399863287196</id><published>2007-10-21T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:17:01.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALIEN'/><title type='text'>KAILANGAN PA BANG I-MEMORIZE 'YAN?</title><content type='html'>I was riding in a bus the other day, there was a music going on coming from an FM radio. It was a good music, so relaxing, unmindful of a heavy traffic going on. I position myself to sleep while listening to good music. Suddenly, there was an intermission from a radio station where the DJ's are jokings and greetings in a street manners, (usapang-kalye, baga) then played played music again but interrupted by some corny and recycled jokes and repeteadly shout their station slogan "kailangan pa bang i-memorize yan"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the conductor shifted to the other station it was the same programming, endless ads and station's ID. It was so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days where FM radio  played more music than DJ's talking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-1180462399863287196?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/1180462399863287196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=1180462399863287196' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1180462399863287196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/1180462399863287196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/kailangan-pa-bang-i-memorize-yan.html' title='KAILANGAN PA BANG I-MEMORIZE &apos;YAN?'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-6427175764330378564</id><published>2007-10-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:22:54.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOMBA!</title><content type='html'>Nuong dekada '70, kapag sinabing bomba ay lalong pumapasok ang mga tao sa sinehan lalo na yung mga barako, kasi ba naman ito ang tawag sa mga x-rated films noon. Kasama rin ako bilang bahagi ng aking kabataan. Tanda ko pa sila Merle Fernadez, Yvonne, Ricky Roger, George Estregan (ayon sa tsismis ay namatay sa aids) at iba pang hindi naman sikat na artista.&lt;br /&gt;ang nakaka-inis lang nakaabang na sa 'yo yung mga bakla na naghahanap ng masisila.&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon ay ginulantang tayo ng balita sa pagsabog ng totoong bomba sa Glorietta, Makati. kumpirmado na bomba at hindi LPG ang sumabog. So, katakot-takot na imbestigasyon, espekulasyon ang maririnig mo sa mga awtoridad. Nagpi-pyesta naman ang mga news network at ang iba ay masyado ng naging-OA sa pagbabalita. Ang isang estasyon ay nag-bansag pa ng "Ground-Zero" na halatang  ginaya sa Twin Towers sa Nueva York sa Amerika.&lt;br /&gt;So, ano na naman ang magiging implikasyon nito?&lt;br /&gt;A.) Kakalat ito sa buong mundo at magkakaruon na naman ng dahilan ang gobyerno na tuloy-tuloy na sana ang pag-ganda ng ekonomiya.&lt;br /&gt;B.) Sisisihin ang Abu Sayaf o  NPA.&lt;br /&gt;K.) Panibagong impeachment issue ito sa Presidente.&lt;br /&gt;D.) Muling mgapi-piyesta ang mga raliyesta sa kalye.&lt;br /&gt;Takbo, bilis may bomba!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-6427175764330378564?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6427175764330378564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=6427175764330378564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6427175764330378564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/6427175764330378564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/bomba.html' title='BOMBA!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-5008351710861547098</id><published>2007-10-17T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:48:22.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwiset!!</title><content type='html'>Ang hirap maging mahirap lalo na kung kumakalam ang sikmura mahirap itong makausap. Ang lagi mong maririnig sa kanila ay "bwiset na buhay ito !" Sabi ng mga Intsik ang kahulugan daw ng bwisit ay walang pagkain at walang pera.&lt;br /&gt;Katulad ngayo bi-bwisitin ka na naman ng napipintong pagtataas ng pamasahe dahil nag-petisyon na raw ang mga nasa hanay ng pam-publikong sasakyan na itaas ng 2 piso, kaya mula sa 7 piso ay magiging 9 piso na ang regular na pamasahe.&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko ba kung bakit tuwing nag-aaway ang transport group, gobyerno at mga kompanya ng langis at sa bandang huli nito ay tayong mga mamamayan ang magdurusa, kasali ba tayo sa away at usapan nila?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-5008351710861547098?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5008351710861547098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=5008351710861547098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5008351710861547098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/5008351710861547098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/bwiset.html' title='Bwiset!!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-4533989760574354582</id><published>2007-10-09T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:14:29.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapos na ang Boksing!</title><content type='html'>Tapos na ang boksing sa pagitan ni MP at MAB, at gaya ng inaasahan ng mga  Pinoy si Pacman ang nanalo. Ang totoo kaya ngayon lang ako nakapag-post ay dahil nakipag-boksing din ako sa mga bwiset na "virus" at "spyware" ng kompyuter ko. Sana naman ay balatuhan tayo ni Pacman mula sa humigit-kumulang na P308 milyones na kinita nya sa laban para makabili na tayo ng "Pentium 4" Nahihibang na yata ako ah? Sino ba naman ang hindi mahihibang sa ginawa ng kapuso natin sa laban na yon, halos isang araw nagpapalabas ng komersyal, Diyusme! Marimar, huwag naman sana pana'y pera ang nasa utak ng mga telebisyon estasyon na ito. Isipin nyo rin naman ang kasiyahan ng mga nanunuod. (Bulong ng taga-GMA7, "talagang  ganon, pre, negosyo yan) namputsa negosyo daw o, e paano kami inuubos ninyo ang oras ng mga nanunuod ah. Siguro dapat pakia-alaman na rin ng MTRCB hindi lang ang uri lang ng kanilang pinapalabas siguro dapat magkaroon na rin ng regulasyon sa mga  komersyal dahil sa sobrang dami nakai-irita na at minsan pati mga bata ay napupuyat dahil sa panunuod dahil sa dami ng komersyal. (Naalala ko tuloy si Cesar Asar, famous komik strip ito nuong dekada 70, may telebisyon siya na ang palabas ay puro komersyal)&lt;br /&gt;Siguro wala ring solusyon ito, tulad ng dati tiis tayo,&lt;br /&gt;hay, Buhay Pinoy talaga..sabi nga ni Manny Pacquiao ang buhay ay tulad ng boksing, walang katapusan pakikipaglaban sa hamon ng Buhay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-4533989760574354582?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/4533989760574354582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=4533989760574354582' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4533989760574354582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/4533989760574354582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/tapos-na-ang-boksing.html' title='Tapos na ang Boksing!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-2292669105856942360</id><published>2007-10-01T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T08:43:06.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samu't-saring pangyayari</title><content type='html'>Si Chairman Abalos ng Comelec nag-resign, kaya nag-resign na rin ang kampanyang impeachment sa kanya. Samantala si Senadora Santiago naman ay galit na galit sa isang kolum sa pahayagan na diumano'y naninirang-puri sa kanya ng personal. Si Marimar naman at Fulguso ay napadpad sa Maynila, salamat at nakita niya roon si Inocencia. Handa na raw si Pacquiao sa laban nila ni Barrera. Pumasok sa finals ng UAAP ang La Salle, Bagyong hanna wala na, pumalit si Ineng.&lt;br /&gt;Samu't-saring pangyayari na napapakinggan at napapanod sa telebisyon kung saan nakatutok ang maraming Pinoy na sugapa na sa ganitong pampalipas-oras, kahit bwisitin pa ng sandamak-mak na komersyal ng shampoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-2292669105856942360?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2292669105856942360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=2292669105856942360' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2292669105856942360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/2292669105856942360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/10/samut-saring-pangyayari.html' title='Samu&apos;t-saring pangyayari'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-202705137037234871</id><published>2007-09-30T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T16:23:50.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magandang Balita</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko mapigilan ang aking sarili na hindi isulat ang balitang ito, dahil sa ang "Boxing" ay paborito kong sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa na naman Pinoy ang naging kampeon sa larangan ng boksing. Ito ay si Donnie "Ahas" Nietes bilang bagong WBO minimumweight champion, Siya ngayon ay kabilang na sa hanay ng mga Filipinong nag-kampeon sa taong ito sila ay sina; Florante Condes (minimumweight, IBF), Nonito Donaire, Jr. (flyweight, IBF, IBO) and Gerry Peñalosa (bantamweight, WBO).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bagama't si Manny Pacquiao ang pinakasikat sa lahat ng boksingero dito sa ating bansa. Siya ay walang hawak na korona (world title belt) Kahit ang magiging laban niya kay Marco Antonio Barrera sa Linggo (oktubre 7) ay wala ring nakatayang korona. Samakatwid ang laban na ito ay pera-pera lang.  Manalo at matalo si Pacman kay MAB ay magkakamal pa rin siya milyo-milyong dolyares. Masama ang kutob ko mga kabayan, baka matalo si Pacquiao dito bigyan daan ang  Pacquiao - Barrera 3. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May imposible ba sa Las Vegas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-202705137037234871?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/202705137037234871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=202705137037234871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/202705137037234871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/202705137037234871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/09/magandang-balita.html' title='Magandang Balita'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-3189372501391487194</id><published>2007-09-27T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T15:52:06.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PINOY'/><title type='text'>Pinoy Expression (After all these years)</title><content type='html'>Part 1&lt;br /&gt;A, EWAN&lt;br /&gt;ADDICT&lt;br /&gt;AFRO&lt;br /&gt;AKO PA&lt;br /&gt;ALASKA&lt;br /&gt;ALAWS&lt;br /&gt;AMININ&lt;br /&gt;AMUYONG&lt;br /&gt;ANDA&lt;br /&gt;ANG BIGAT&lt;br /&gt;ANG GANDA NG LOLA MO&lt;br /&gt;ANG GLENG-GLENG&lt;br /&gt;ANG KAPAL MO&lt;br /&gt;ANO BA&lt;br /&gt;ANO BA YAN&lt;br /&gt;ANO BA YAN LOLO&lt;br /&gt;APPEAR&lt;br /&gt;ASUNGOT&lt;br /&gt;AY, MALI&lt;br /&gt;BABAYU&lt;br /&gt;BAD TRIP&lt;br /&gt;BADAF&lt;br /&gt;BADING&lt;br /&gt;BADSHOT&lt;br /&gt;BAD BOY&lt;br /&gt;BADUY&lt;br /&gt;BAKIT&lt;br /&gt;BALAKUBAK&lt;br /&gt;BALIKBAYAN&lt;br /&gt;BANAS&lt;br /&gt;BAROK&lt;br /&gt;BASTON&lt;br /&gt;BEEPER&lt;br /&gt;BLACK LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;BLOG&lt;br /&gt;BLOW&lt;br /&gt;BLUES&lt;br /&gt;BOMBA&lt;br /&gt;BONDING&lt;br /&gt;BONGGA&lt;br /&gt;BOUTIQUE&lt;br /&gt;BROD&lt;br /&gt;BRO/BRU&lt;br /&gt;BUMMER&lt;br /&gt;BURGIS&lt;br /&gt;BUST&lt;br /&gt;BY&lt;br /&gt;CATS&lt;br /&gt;CELL PHONE&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER&lt;br /&gt;CHARING&lt;br /&gt;CHAROT&lt;br /&gt;CHANGES ME (IBAHIN MO AKO)&lt;br /&gt;CHICKS&lt;br /&gt;CHIKININI MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHINIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;CHONKE&lt;br /&gt;CHOS&lt;br /&gt;CLUTCH BAG&lt;br /&gt;COLORS&lt;br /&gt;COOL KA LANG&lt;br /&gt;CURFEW&lt;br /&gt;DADA&lt;br /&gt;DATAN&lt;br /&gt;DATUNG&lt;br /&gt;DIG&lt;br /&gt;DISCO&lt;br /&gt;DO BIDOO&lt;br /&gt;DOM&lt;br /&gt;DOWNER&lt;br /&gt;DUPANG&lt;br /&gt;DUROG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUYA&lt;/em&gt; (MAGULANG AT MADAYA)&lt;br /&gt;DVD&lt;br /&gt;DYAHE&lt;br /&gt;EBA EH&lt;br /&gt;EDSA&lt;br /&gt;EGOY&lt;br /&gt;EPAL&lt;br /&gt;ERBE&lt;br /&gt;ERAP&lt;br /&gt;ERE&lt;br /&gt;ERMAT&lt;br /&gt;ERPAT&lt;br /&gt;ETNEB&lt;br /&gt;EYE BALL&lt;br /&gt;FAR OUT&lt;br /&gt;FLASH BACK&lt;br /&gt;FOURWAYS&lt;br /&gt;FREAK OUT&lt;br /&gt;FREE LOVE&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSTER&lt;br /&gt;GAMOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GANDA NG LOLA MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;GENERATION GAP&lt;br /&gt;GIGS&lt;br /&gt;GOODA&lt;br /&gt;GOYO&lt;br /&gt;GRABE&lt;br /&gt;GREEN CARD&lt;br /&gt;GREEN REVOLUTION&lt;br /&gt;GROOVY&lt;br /&gt;GROUNDED&lt;br /&gt;GROUPIE&lt;br /&gt;HARBAT&lt;br /&gt;HASSLE&lt;br /&gt;HATAW&lt;br /&gt;HAWA NAMAN&lt;br /&gt;HAZING&lt;br /&gt;HEADS&lt;br /&gt;HEAVY&lt;br /&gt;HIGH&lt;br /&gt;HINAYUPAK&lt;br /&gt;HINDI KA NAG-IISA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HINDI KAYA NG POWER KO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HIP&lt;br /&gt;HIPPIE&lt;br /&gt;HIRAP LANG&lt;br /&gt;HU U?&lt;br /&gt;IBA-EH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IBANG LEVEL&lt;br /&gt;IPOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILAGAY MO&lt;br /&gt;IMBIERNA&lt;br /&gt;INBOX&lt;br /&gt;IN NA IN&lt;br /&gt;INTRIGA&lt;br /&gt;ISNABIN&lt;br /&gt;ISTER&lt;br /&gt;ITAKTAK MO&lt;br /&gt;JAM&lt;br /&gt;JEPROKS&lt;br /&gt;JINGLE&lt;br /&gt;JOGA&lt;br /&gt;KADIRI TO DEATH&lt;br /&gt;KARMA&lt;br /&gt;KASKAS MO&lt;br /&gt;KATAS NG&lt;br /&gt;KELOT&lt;br /&gt;KLABING&lt;br /&gt;KO-AKS&lt;br /&gt;KUYOG&lt;br /&gt;KWELA&lt;br /&gt;KYEME&lt;br /&gt;L NA L&lt;br /&gt;LABO&lt;br /&gt;LAGAY&lt;br /&gt;LAKLAK&lt;br /&gt;LIVE-I&lt;br /&gt;LOLA MO&lt;br /&gt;LONG HAIR&lt;br /&gt;LONTA&lt;br /&gt;LOTTO&lt;br /&gt;LOW BAT&lt;br /&gt;MACHO&lt;br /&gt;MAKULIT&lt;br /&gt;MAKIBAKA&lt;br /&gt;MALL&lt;br /&gt;MALLING&lt;br /&gt;MANAY&lt;br /&gt;MANOY&lt;br /&gt;MAONG&lt;br /&gt;MA-PAPEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MA-EPAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;MASA&lt;br /&gt;MASKI POPS&lt;br /&gt;MEGA STAR&lt;br /&gt;MEGAMALL&lt;br /&gt;MERON PA BA?&lt;br /&gt;MP3&lt;br /&gt;MP4&lt;br /&gt;MUTUAL&lt;br /&gt;NAGBA-BLUSH&lt;br /&gt;NAKU HA&lt;br /&gt;NAMAN PARE&lt;br /&gt;NAMAN-NAMAN&lt;br /&gt;NANU-NANU&lt;br /&gt;NEKNEK MO&lt;br /&gt;NGEK&lt;br /&gt;NIKNIK&lt;br /&gt;O, KAIN KA&lt;br /&gt;OH, HA&lt;br /&gt;OKEY LANG&lt;br /&gt;OMAD&lt;br /&gt;OUTSIGTH&lt;br /&gt;PAANO NAMAN KAMI&lt;br /&gt;PA-CUTE&lt;br /&gt;PAD&lt;br /&gt;PA-HITCH&lt;br /&gt;PAHIYA KA' NO?&lt;br /&gt;PAKA&lt;br /&gt;PALPAK&lt;br /&gt;PAPA&lt;br /&gt;PAPEL&lt;br /&gt;PARAK&lt;br /&gt;PATOK&lt;br /&gt;PAWIS NG&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE POWER&lt;br /&gt;PIGOY&lt;br /&gt;PINOY&lt;br /&gt;PLASTIC&lt;br /&gt;POGI&lt;br /&gt;PO-JAPS&lt;br /&gt;POK-POK&lt;br /&gt;PORMA&lt;br /&gt;POSAM&lt;br /&gt;PSYCHEDELIC&lt;br /&gt;PUESTU&lt;br /&gt;PUKA SHELL&lt;br /&gt;PUNK ROCK&lt;br /&gt;PUNK WAVE&lt;br /&gt;RAMBLE&lt;br /&gt;REFORMIST&lt;br /&gt;REPA&lt;br /&gt;RESBAK&lt;br /&gt;RHAPSODY&lt;br /&gt;RIDE-ON&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT-ON&lt;br /&gt;RIP-OFF&lt;br /&gt;ROLL&lt;br /&gt;SABOG&lt;br /&gt;SAGO&lt;br /&gt;SAKAY&lt;br /&gt;SAKYAN MO NA LANG&lt;br /&gt;SALVAGE&lt;br /&gt;SANA KAYO RIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SANA KUNIN KA NA NI LORD&lt;br /&gt;SAUNA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHABU&lt;br /&gt;SHABU-SHABU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;SCORE&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU&lt;br /&gt;SEMPLANG&lt;br /&gt;SENGLOT&lt;br /&gt;SENSATION&lt;br /&gt;SEPA&lt;br /&gt;SEX TRIP&lt;br /&gt;SEY MO&lt;br /&gt;SHADES&lt;br /&gt;SHIT&lt;br /&gt;SHOTGUN&lt;br /&gt;SILAHIS&lt;br /&gt;SONDO&lt;br /&gt;SOSYAL&lt;br /&gt;SOUND&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL LLAVE&lt;br /&gt;SPLIT&lt;br /&gt;STAY-IN&lt;br /&gt;STOCKCADE&lt;br /&gt;STRUT&lt;br /&gt;SUPERSTAR&lt;br /&gt;SYOTA&lt;br /&gt;TAMBAY&lt;br /&gt;TANGE&lt;br /&gt;TAPWE&lt;br /&gt;TATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEXT&lt;br /&gt;TEXT MO KO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;THREADS&lt;br /&gt;TIBAG&lt;br /&gt;TIPAR&lt;br /&gt;TISOY&lt;br /&gt;TL&lt;br /&gt;TOLONGES&lt;br /&gt;TOMA&lt;br /&gt;TRIBO&lt;br /&gt;TRIPPING&lt;br /&gt;TSIBOG&lt;br /&gt;TSIMAY&lt;br /&gt;TURN OFF&lt;br /&gt;TUTA&lt;br /&gt;TY&lt;br /&gt;TYPE NA RIN&lt;br /&gt;UPAK&lt;br /&gt;UTOL&lt;br /&gt;VCD&lt;br /&gt;VIBE&lt;br /&gt;VIBES&lt;br /&gt;VIDEOKE&lt;br /&gt;WALASTIK&lt;br /&gt;WAR FREAKS&lt;br /&gt;WATOT&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD&lt;br /&gt;WET LOOK&lt;br /&gt;WHATS YOUR SIGN&lt;br /&gt;WOODSTOCK&lt;br /&gt;WOW HA&lt;br /&gt;WOW, PARE BIGAT&lt;br /&gt;YOSI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-3189372501391487194?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/3189372501391487194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=3189372501391487194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3189372501391487194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/3189372501391487194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/09/pinoy-expression-after-all-these-years.html' title='Pinoy Expression (After all these years)'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577875232634290830.post-9103383720292938341</id><published>2007-09-26T23:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:51:52.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy!</title><content type='html'>" One of the greatest sources of energy is pride in what you are doing."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ang araw na ito ay tutuong espesyal para sa akin, dahil sa hindi malamang kadahilanan ay pumasok ako sa ibang level ng kumunikasyon, ang tawag nila dito ay BLOG. Ewan di ko pa alam ang kaibayo nito sa lenguwaheng Pinoy. Kung sa tunog mo pagbabasehan, ang BLOG ay tunog ng isang taong Sabog na nahulog kaya kumalabog. (banat agad ako ng korne hah) Iwanan na natin ang issue yan, bakit ba nahihilig ang mga taong mag-Blog, siguro karamihan dito ay KSP (as in kulang sa pansin) siguro isa ako sa KSP at marahil maraming dahilan siguro, dahil sa naibubulalas mo dito ang damdamin mo bilang ikaw, di ba? Hindi 'yung alak na lang parati ang outlet mo para manghiram ka ng tapang upang sabihin kung sino kang talaga, di ba? di ba?&lt;br /&gt;Well, marami tayong pagsasamahan at pagsasaluhan at pagdedebatehang issue at kuro-kuro dito at ang kagandahan nito hindi mo ako puwedeng umbagin kapag napikon ka sa mga isusulat ko. (okey di ba?)&lt;br /&gt;Mahiwagang lahi ang Pinoy, at siguro dito ako si-sentro, kahit minsan nakakakahiyang maging Pinoy, aym estil prawd tobe Pinoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7577875232634290830-9103383720292938341?l=yvesyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9103383720292938341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7577875232634290830&amp;postID=9103383720292938341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9103383720292938341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7577875232634290830/posts/default/9103383720292938341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yvesyork.blogspot.com/2007/09/pinoy.html' title='Pinoy!'/><author><name>ysrael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04090553069542657622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgMvw4DUv6Y/StCu7a9oawI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JdsJctJwe0E/S220/New+Image.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
