<?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-20601556</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:46:55.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Thinking Aloud</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-4091474888782806761</id><published>2007-05-20T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:03:13.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risen from the Grave</title><content type='html'>While I was browsing through my friendster I came across one of my office mates accounts. Oddly I noticed that he had some sort of ad that his blog was now back up for everyone to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried to access his blog and lo and behold it had a link to my old blog. I clicked on it and wallah it took me back to memory lane, back to times when everything significant that happened to me found it's way into my very own blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really was nice reminiscing and savoring the fun times, (and some hard times)by reading through the passages. It really was so fulfilling that I've decided to resurrect my Blog from the ashes!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-4091474888782806761?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/4091474888782806761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=4091474888782806761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/4091474888782806761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/4091474888782806761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2007/05/risen-from-grave.html' title='Risen from the Grave'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-115204963876432371</id><published>2006-07-05T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T05:50:01.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UAAP Season 69</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a5/Uaap_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a5/Uaap_logo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Saturday, July 8, 2006, the UAAP would again open its doors to college athletes and give them the chance to showcase their skills and ultimately bring honor to their respective universities. At the same time, this would usher in the start of the Men’s Basketball competition, wherein teams from the 7 member schools would now have the opportunity to oust the FEU Tamaraws from their reign as the Kings of UAAP Men’s Basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I’d still be giving my full support to my Alma Mater, University of Santo Tomas. I believe that this year’s roster of Tigers will be able to match up with the stronger teams so I’m pretty optimistic about our chances of making it to the Final Four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the Tigers, the Warriors (UE), Eagles (ADMU), and the Tams (FEU) are shoe-ins to the Final Four. The fourth and final spot should be a battle between the Tigers (UST) and Fighting Maroons (UP). Of course you could never count out the Bulldogs (NU), who most spectators see as the dark horse of this year’s tournament, and the Falcons (Adamson), who will be parading Leo Austria as their new coach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost failed to mention that the De La Salle Green Archers are suspended from this year’s UAAP tournament. This was because of the controversy that some of their players were involved in late last year. Most observers are curious as to what the UAAP scene would turn out without the boys from Taft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we’ll just have to wait for a couple of more days to finally find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-115204963876432371?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/115204963876432371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=115204963876432371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115204963876432371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115204963876432371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/07/uaap-season-69.html' title='UAAP Season 69'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-115182421702183293</id><published>2006-07-02T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:12:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>Finally after months of planning to change my Blog Theme I actually was able to update it early this morning. I was browsing the internet, trying to find the easiest way to change the skin on my Blog and what you're seeing right now is the final product of what seemed to be a task that took forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll be a while before I again decide to change my Blog Template. Heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5xecb6dE9koAI2mjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12g9q8i64/EXP=1151910172/**http%3a//www.bankersonline.com/postcard/pictures/birthday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5xecb6dE9koAI2mjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12g9q8i64/EXP=1151910172/**http%3a//www.bankersonline.com/postcard/pictures/birthday1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to greet my Hunny in advance. She'll be celebrating her 28th birthday this July 7, here's to hoping that we be able to celebrate a lot more of your birthdays together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-115182421702183293?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/115182421702183293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=115182421702183293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115182421702183293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115182421702183293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/07/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-115095238769800571</id><published>2006-06-22T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T05:11:16.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just passing time...</title><content type='html'>It's my RESTDAY!!! After 4 weeks of rendering WORD, (Work on Rest Days) I'm very thankful that for this week I'll be enjoying my day off's, yep that's in plural form meaning it's more than 1 rest day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really couldn't imagine that I'll be able to render WORD for 4 straight weeks! Whew, I just didn't knew what got into me, maybe the the thought of being reprimanded and being issued an IR, (Incident Report), forced me, and the rest of my team to adhere with the company's Mandatory WORD policy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from the fear of being slapped with a memo, the company also came out with additional incentive for agents who'll render WORD every week. It's a cumulative incentive wherein the amount of incentive you'll receive will depend on the number of times you render WORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a good motivating factor, that I think the company should adapt every time they require their agents to render Mandatory WORD. It's a little something that the company could give to show their gratitude to their personnel for sparing a day off of their Rest Days to help the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my two cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday the Miami Heat got their first NBA Championship outlasting the Dallas Mavericks in 6 games. The cast led by Dwayne Wade swept the last 4 games after they fell behind 0 - 2 in the best of seven series with the Mavs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwayne Wade won the finals MVP (hands down!!) after he mustered a phenomenal performance in the series. His timely heroics helped the Heat slither out of some tight spots which could have decided the series outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this be the start of a new dynasty in the East, who knows? But for now the Miami Heat are the Kings of the NBA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-115095238769800571?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/115095238769800571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=115095238769800571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115095238769800571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/115095238769800571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-passing-time.html' title='Just passing time...'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114764815758878850</id><published>2006-05-15T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:09:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Pageant BooBoo's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ambushmag.com/is1197/images/pagnt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.ambushmag.com/is1197/images/pagnt2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really amusing, enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Host: What was the very first gift that you gave to your girlfriend? &lt;br /&gt;Male Contestant: Uhmm... taptoy. &lt;br /&gt;Host: What taptoy? &lt;br /&gt;Male Contestant: Taptoy na teddy bird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What's your ideal age for marriage? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uhmm... I am n ot sure... &lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi... Kunwari ikaw, more or less...? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uhmm... more. &lt;br /&gt;(crowd booing...) &lt;br /&gt;Sige, Sige... Less, less.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: If you had a foreigner friend, where will you bring him to showcase the beauty of the Philippines? &lt;br /&gt;Girl Contestant: Bocaue. &lt;br /&gt;Host: Bocaue...? Why Bocaue? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Because it's a magnificent place. &lt;br /&gt;Host: Which part of Bocaue? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: The Bocaue Rice Terraces. &lt;br /&gt;(Banawe kaya 'yon!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Who's your favorite author? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Danielle Steele. &lt;br /&gt;Host: Why Danielle Steele? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Because... because Danielle Steele, I like best. Thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: How would you like me to address you? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: My address is Project 8, Quezon City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What is your best feature? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: My graduation feature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: So tell us, why did you join this contest? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Me? Join this contest? Why did I... That's all. Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What do you want to be after you graduate? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: I want to be a successful Medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hindi ito boob... hindi ito tube... Pero tinatawag itong boobtube. Ano ito? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: BRA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What would you like to say to foreigners? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: Please come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What is your typical day? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: I think Saturday po! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gay Contest) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Ano ang advantage mo sa ibang contestant? &lt;br /&gt;Gay Contestant: I think and believe na bilang isang bading... (pause) &lt;br /&gt;....Ano nga po ulit yung question? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Which part of your body is your best asset? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: (believe it or not she answered) ...Si Melanie Marquez po! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What is your favorite motto? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: (after a long pause) I don't have a motto eh. &lt;br /&gt;(so the crowd starts helping her out. the crowd started saying, "Time is gold! Time is gold!") &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: I have na po. Chinese gold! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: If you were to describe the color blue to a blind person, how would you do it? &lt;br /&gt;Contestant: That's a very good question. Keep it up. (then the girl turns and walks away.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Who is your favorite fictional character? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: JOSE RIZAL! (crowd starts laughing.) &lt;br /&gt;Host: Who is your favorite hero then? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hulk Hogan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: If you were to become a superhero, what would your power be? &lt;br /&gt;Girl Contestant: Uhmm... bumble bee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What is your edge over the other contestants? &lt;br /&gt;Girl Contestant: My edge is 23 years old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What, in your opinion, is the ideal age for marriage? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Between 24 and 25! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: How do you see yourself 10 years from now? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: I'll be 28. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Describe your special someone in three words. &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Kahit nga po 1 word, kaya ko. &lt;br /&gt;Host: Ok, sige... &lt;br /&gt;Girl: In one word... MY LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: If you were given any special power, what would it be? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Power of Attorney! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: So you like reading, who's your favorite author? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uhmm, Shakespeare. &lt;br /&gt;Host: What works of Shakespeare? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Hindi ko po alam eh. &lt;br /&gt;Host: But he's your favorite...? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Eh... kasi patay na sya eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: What is the biggest problem facing the youth today?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Drugs. &lt;br /&gt;Host: Why? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Mahal eh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Hey, I heard you almost didn't make it, how did yo u get here? Did you ride or did you walk? &lt;br /&gt;Gay Contestant: Of course, did you ride. What do you think of me, did you walk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Little Miss Philippines) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: Ano'ng gusto mo maging pag-laki mo? &lt;br /&gt;Girl: Maging lalaki po! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114764815758878850?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114764815758878850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114764815758878850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114764815758878850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114764815758878850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/05/beauty-pageant-booboos.html' title='Beauty Pageant BooBoo&apos;s'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114764400247449688</id><published>2006-05-15T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T06:03:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Head</title><content type='html'>Wow, it really has been a while since my last update. Last time, I was preparing for a 6-day vacation. Well, those 6 days seemed to just breeze through, time really flies by you when you're enjoying yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Pictures to be posted soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to work, unfortunately.. eheheh and looking forward to the next vacation which would probably be in September. We're off to Guimaras Island in Iloilo. Just hope the weather wouldn't be that gloomy because of the rainy season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telusplanet.net/public/caemon/eternal_fire/Sleepy%20Puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.telusplanet.net/public/caemon/eternal_fire/Sleepy%20Puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what's gotten into me but I've been mostly sleepy the past few days. Maybe it's just because of the simple reason that I've had less sleep or it might be because that I've just been thinking too much as of late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times where I'd just stare at the monitor and after a while find myself dozing off to la la land. Good thing I've never been caught yet (because I do most of my dozing off at the office), but who knows, right? I might, one of these days,  find myself at the receiving end of one vicious tongue lashing from my manager.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114764400247449688?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114764400247449688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114764400247449688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114764400247449688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114764400247449688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/05/sleepy-head.html' title='Sleepy Head'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114549707724854860</id><published>2006-04-20T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:37:57.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehe..</title><content type='html'>Next Thursday I'll be flying to Iloilo for a well deserved vacation. I'd be staying there for a night and then the following morning I'll be heading to Boracay (via Bus which I think takes around 3 - 4 hours). We'll be spending 4 days and 3 nights in Boracay, enjoying the sights and sounds of what many consider the best island getaway this part of the world has to offer. Then we'll be heading back to Iloilo to spend one last night before heading back to Manila on May 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who'll be going to Boracay from April 28 - May 1, see you guys there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114549707724854860?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114549707724854860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114549707724854860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114549707724854860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114549707724854860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/04/hehehe.html' title='Hehehe..'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114395016709702371</id><published>2006-04-02T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T11:56:07.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never thought I'd fall in love&lt;br /&gt;That the person I'd love would have my heart like the angels above&lt;br /&gt;That he'd take me to a place that I'd never been&lt;br /&gt;To a place where our hearts and heaven could sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was then and this is now&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd fall in love&lt;br /&gt;I'd never thought I'd lose it all&lt;br /&gt;but the old saying goes&lt;br /&gt;"It's better to have loved and lost, then never have loved at all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114395016709702371?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114395016709702371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114395016709702371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114395016709702371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114395016709702371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-never-thought-id-fall-in-love-that.html' title=''/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114340895005527112</id><published>2006-03-27T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T05:38:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His dog ate the Router..</title><content type='html'>As you guys might know by now, I work for one of the many call centers here at Eastwood. We do technical support for Linksys devices for our American Customers. Our support medium extends through voice, email and chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there would be some instances wherein you'll come across a weird problem or in this case an eccentric customer who'll drive you nuts or make you roll out in laughter. Try reading through the entries below and see if you'll be pissed as hell or simply be entertained by this customer's inquiry. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:00:00] Hi, my name is &lt;em&gt;Agent's Name&lt;/em&gt;. How may I help you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:01:03] Jim: Okay, I'm not too sure how to explain this situation... to put it lightly, melted cheese is all over my router.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:01:17] &lt;em&gt;Agent&lt;/em&gt;: Okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;[00:01:38] Jim: Now, It seemed to function quite well untill the dog realized this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:02:04] Agent: Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:02:19] Jim: Now my router seems to be partially consumed.&lt;br /&gt;[00:02:34] Jim: How does my warrenty respond to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:02:59] Agent: What do you mean partially consumed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:03:23] Jim: My dog ate my router... most of it that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:03:45] Agent: I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:04:20] Agent: Can you hold on for 5 minutes? I'll just verify this one with my Immediate Superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:04:51] Jim: It also smells very bad. I am in doubt of its functionality.&lt;br /&gt;[00:05:53] Jim: Also, can I get some information on what effects this may have on my dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;00:06:25] Agent: I'm sorry, but what do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:08:05] Jim: My router was covered in melted cheese for reasons I do not care to tell. My dog saw this and decided that she likes cheese. The plastic router that the cheese covered did not seem to bother her and the has eaten a great deal of the router. I believe she was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:09:08] Agent: I see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:09:38] Agent: But unfortunately, in that case, the device is no longer covered by the warranty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:10:16] Jim: Hm... what if I ate the router instead of the dog. Would it be covered then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:10:39] Agent: Still not covered. Since it is not the router that fails to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:12:17] Jim: What if my dog dies? Don't you show any remorse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:12:53] Agent: I'm sorry Jim, but it is no longer the fault of our device.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:14:34] Jim: Why not? I believe your device should be eatable! People should have the right to eat their routers.&lt;br /&gt;[00:15:38] Jim: I'm sure D-Link is designing a router that you can eat. How do you expect to compete with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:15:41] Agent: What do you mean? Of course the router is not edible. The router is not a food, it is a networking device.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:16:56] Jim: Why is that not listed on the box? Or in the instruction manual even.[00:17:23] Jim: Why is it not printed on the router in bold red letters "Do not eat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:17:48] Agent: Of course you cannot eat the router.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:18:05] Jim: Dogs don't know that...&lt;br /&gt;[00:18:20] Jim: Especially when it is covered in cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:18:20] Agent: But you know that. Can the dog read that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:18:42] Agent: It is already not our fault why it is covered by cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:19:22] Jim: What about blind people? If I was a starving blind person and found a "network device" covered in cheese I would be tempted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:20:04] Agent: Do you that a thing as hard as that is a food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:20:48] Jim: I'm not a very good cook, I can make jello that's harder than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:21:42] Agent: I'm sorry Jim, but I already inform you, it is not our router that fails, that is why it is not covered by the warranty. You should watch your dog then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:22:43] Agent: Do you have other Linksys device I can assist you with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:23:07] Jim: What else do you guys make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:23:37] Agent: We do networking devices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:23:46] Jim: Phones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:24:40] Agent: May I know if you have any other concern with a Linksys device?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:26:11] Jim: Let me look around my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:26:34] Agent: Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:27:08] Jim: Would my dog now be considered a Linksys device?&lt;br /&gt;[00:27:32] Jim: Is it going to start brodcasting wifi signals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:27:53] Agent: I think you can answer your own question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:28:24] Jim: So what your saying is I can walk my dog and surf the web with my PSP at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:29:16] Agent: I'm sorry, but is there any other Linksys device there that you have concerns with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:29:23] Jim: I have another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:29:41] Agent: Go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:30:49] Jim: If my router was defective and my dog ate it (but it still remained in the same condition) and I brought my dog to you. Would you service it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:31:45] Agent: No. We need the device itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:32:22] Jim: But that's the same as sending the device in a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:33:08] Agent: But your dog is not our product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:34:31] Jim: What if a Linksys employee ate it? Would it be your product then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:35:16] Agent: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:36:16] Agent: I think Jim, that you don't have any other technical concern with a Linksys device.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:37:27] Agent: If you have no further questions, feel free to exit this Chat Session. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:38:30] Jim: Fine... half eaten routers covered in cheese sell for a lot on ebay.&lt;br /&gt;[00:39:34] Jim: I'm naming my next dog Linksys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[00:39:46] Agent: If you have no further technical questions, this session will expire after 5 minutes. Thank you for your cooperation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[00:40:55] Jim: This made me really hungry...&lt;br /&gt;[00:41:45] Jim: I guess I'll take my dog to the vet. I'm sure he will be more understanding.[00:42:12] Jim: Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;[00:42:37] ***** Jim Has Disconnected&lt;br /&gt;[00:42:47] ***** Agent Has Disconnected&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114340895005527112?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114340895005527112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114340895005527112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114340895005527112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114340895005527112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/03/his-dog-ate-router.html' title='His dog ate the Router..'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114335574537164275</id><published>2006-03-26T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T15:07:41.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little piece of heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It sure is nice to know that you somehow lift up someone's spirits in their most trying times. I appreciate you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When all the rain came down on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And all I could see is nothing good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There you stood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Calling my name to bring me back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lack strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so you bring some to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So you sing to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything I need is found in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are my little piece of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114335574537164275?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114335574537164275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114335574537164275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114335574537164275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114335574537164275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-little-piece-of-heaven.html' title='my little piece of heaven'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114333281634566771</id><published>2006-03-26T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:26:57.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/home_image_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/home_image_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I never could have imagined that I would be able to spend so much time with you. It was, as I told you one of the more memorable times I've had for quite a while now. Each minute spent with you made me realize more why I feel this way for you. Every second that we're together re-affirmed the fact that you are the source of my strength, the driving force that gets me through, and the thought of you makes me look forward to the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as they say, all good things must come to an end and our time together is no exception. Us parting ways was extra difficult because you'd have to leave for Iloilo and stay there for the next couple of weeks (months even!) and we won't be able to see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what if things worked out differently, if you'd just say "Yes," we wouldn't have had the opportunity to spend as much time as we did but conversely we wouldn't have had to part ways. Now, when I think about it I would have preferred that you stayed here so that we could meet up whenever we wanted. I'm sorry I know I'm being selfish but I'm just saying what I feel/think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're miles away, I've been telling myself to go on with my life. I've been trying hard to get you off my mind just so that I'd be able to go through my daily tasks. I've been trying to fight away the feelings of depression and loneliness but it's really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope and pray that we'll be able to see each other in April just like we planned. Hope everything works out so that we'll be able to spend more time together. Until then we'll just have to make do with texting/calling each other. I miss you terribly. You are always in my thoughts and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114333281634566771?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114333281634566771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114333281634566771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114333281634566771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114333281634566771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/03/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114274806436499100</id><published>2006-03-19T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T14:01:04.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin Much</title><content type='html'>After days of being too busy to update you guys as to what I've been up to, I now re-visit my blog to once again give you guys a glimpse, a short serving of my Random Thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, most of you guys know that I've been appointed Assistant Team Leader for Team Crimsons last February 19. It's been quite an experience, I must admit I was a bit apprehensive at first. I didn't know  what the team's reaction was going to be when they finally realized that I'm going to be their new team leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately their quite ok, their previous team leader really trained them well and the adjustment wasn't as hard as I imagined it to be. Of course there's going to be some bumps and hitches along the way but nothing serious so far. Hope it's going to be clear sailing for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This April I'm planning to go back to Boracay. I heard that they renovated some of the stalls at Station 3 so that would be one of the things to check out if in case I do decide to head back to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd like to greet April an advanced happy 26th birthday. Here's to a life full of new opportunities and accomplishments. Good luck and God bless always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114274806436499100?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114274806436499100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114274806436499100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114274806436499100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114274806436499100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothin-much.html' title='Nothin Much'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114117169067858591</id><published>2006-03-01T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T08:17:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:lkSeb59upRUxUM:image3.greetingcards.com/dgc/i/c/isp_SaddieFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:lkSeb59upRUxUM:image3.greetingcards.com/dgc/i/c/isp_SaddieFace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:lkSeb59upRUxUM:image3.greetingcards.com/dgc/i/c/isp_SaddieFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:40 am, by this time a couple of weeks ago I should've been on a bus to Muñoz on my way home. But that was until I was "promoted" (promoted to additional tasks and reports...) as an Assistant Team Leader for Team Crimsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, because I was moved to the AM Shift (1 am! ha!), I normally start heading home at around 10-10:15am and I usually arrive at our house 12 in the afternoon. I must admit that the heat and traffic sometimes gets on my nerves but lately I've been able to cope up, somewhat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a week since I left my previous team (ESCA-GY) but I still drop by every once in a while to check on them. I must admit I miss hanging out with 'em, what with all the stories we share during our shilft, the pranks that we used to pull on some of our teamates, and who could forget the "after-the-shift" drinking sessions with the guys. I just wished the movements were not that abrupt.... Anyways, life moves on and so must we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114117169067858591?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114117169067858591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114117169067858591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114117169067858591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114117169067858591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/03/coping.html' title='Coping...'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-114033364856856146</id><published>2006-02-19T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T16:25:01.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, Food and more Food</title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have really been exceptional, on top of everything that's happened I was also able to try out new resto's that have really widened my worn out palette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the list of the new resto's I've been to and the different cuisines (if you could call it that), that I've tried;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Karate Kid - although I ordered one of their squid meals, the one thing that I remembered was having a taste of their tuna sashimi. This was the first time I was to try raw fish so I was a bit apprehensive. Well I know that I have a strong stomach but I haven't been faced with the task of eating raw fish before. So, throwing caution in the wind I decided to have a go at it. It tasted weird, tasted like fish (hey I was expecting it to taste differently), to tell you the truth I didn't like the taste that much but hey it was well worth the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Man Hann - I personally tried their beef and broccoli meal which turned out to be very sumptuous. I mean it could very well feed 2 medium built individuals so I would say it was well worth it. We also had Maki which was very savory and it had like pork balls in it. It was really good and a good way to start of a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Friday's - we ordered the fisherman's platter which included fries, fish fillet, calamares, prawns and it had 3 different dips that you could choose from. They were tartar and sour cream, unfortunately I wasn't able to take a good taste at the other 2 dips but the one I did remember was like a salsa infused with beer. I mean you could really taste the beer in it so I didn't quite dig it because I really don't like how beer tastes. We also had deep fried mushroom for our appetizer. Overall, the food there was great and the servings were really huge so if you think about it you really are getting your money's worth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-114033364856856146?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/114033364856856146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=114033364856856146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114033364856856146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/114033364856856146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/food-food-and-more-food.html' title='Food, Food and more Food'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113994083137401970</id><published>2006-02-15T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T02:14:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Hey, better late than never right! So here goes, I'd like to greet all my peeps out there a Happy Heart's Day! Hope you did get to spend some quality time with your significant other! Hope you didn't forget your protection..ehehhe **naughty grin**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/320/flutter.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113994083137401970?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113994083137401970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113994083137401970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113994083137401970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113994083137401970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113942400316776278</id><published>2006-02-09T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T03:00:36.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AaarrggghHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/angry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/320/angry.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell am I feeling jealous for!".. No matter how many times I ran this through my head I just can't get over the fact that I'm damned jealous. I know I shouldn't be, I'm nobody, I was perhaps someone she found easy to get along with, her buddy. But that's it, no more no less. Her heart is somewhere else (last I checked it was in New York, US).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That explains the sudden change, the abrupt coldness in her. It just went from bad to worst, I don't know what to do to escape from this pain I'm feeling. Hard times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113942400316776278?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113942400316776278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113942400316776278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113942400316776278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113942400316776278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/aaarrggghhh.html' title='AaarrggghHH!!!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113937162561327452</id><published>2006-02-08T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T02:58:54.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..............</title><content type='html'>I didn't expect that it was going to be this painful but I guess in life you really could not be a 100% sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that when the time came I'd be able to handle it. Sure it would be painful but not this much, I guess I totally underestimated my feelings for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the short span that we've been together she has totally turned my life upside-down and inside-out. She was the breath of fresh air that I badly needed. She was my relief from the stressed out routine of everyday living. Her messages were the inspiration that kept me moving from point A to B. Everything was picture perfect, oh how I cherished the days that we were together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as they say all good things must come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting her to give up anything, I'm just asking that I be given the chance to prove how much she means to me. I was told to take into consideration the consequences of what we were doing. How people around us would feel if ever they found out but have you considered how I would feel if I lost you....Damn! I hate goodbyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so difficult, on one hand I know that I can't complain or demand of her because I simply don't have the right to. On the other hand though I'm praying, hoping and am at the brink of begging that she give our relationship another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just not ready to let go....not yet honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113937162561327452?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113937162561327452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113937162561327452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113937162561327452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113937162561327452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='..............'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113908587727736969</id><published>2006-02-05T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:44:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My time under the sun</title><content type='html'>The past weeks had been extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;I just didn't see this coming&lt;br /&gt;Each time we're together it's as if nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;As long as there's a you and I, we could make through whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are times when we don't see eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;Not really differences in opinion, but rather simple misunderstandings&lt;br /&gt;We've had our own share of petty arguments, random mood swings&lt;br /&gt;and I must admit most of them were because of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please let me have my time in the sun&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to stand and awe at your radiance&lt;br /&gt;For the warmth you give resurrects something in me&lt;br /&gt;Your rays guide me into facing whatever comes my way each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sooner or later the time would come for us to part&lt;br /&gt;I dread that day, but at the same time it serves as a reminder&lt;br /&gt;that we're still here, we still feel for each other, we're one&lt;br /&gt;So lets put our differences aside and just bask under the sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/wo%20ai%20ni.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113908587727736969?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113908587727736969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113908587727736969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113908587727736969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113908587727736969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-time-under-sun.html' title='My time under the sun'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113876840997110863</id><published>2006-02-01T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T12:33:30.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Time!</title><content type='html'>This movie is about two petty criminals, (Danny and Jonas), who dream of hitting the Big Time!The story starts off by giving the audience a taste of how our two protagonists go on with their criminal ways. Robbing a sari-sari store, (which earned them around 500 pesos), snatching cellphones and even  stealing someone else's bowling shoes right under thier noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot then directs our attention to Don Manolo (played by Michael de Mesa), who is portrayed in the story as a very powerful/influential crime lord and his son Wilson. Now Wilson, wants to follow in his father's footsteps and eventually have over-all control of his father's business. On the other hand, Don Manolo wants Wilson to advance his career in politics and eventually become our country's president (or at least that's what they said in the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the twist, Danny and Jonas' aspirations of being big time criminals led them into kidnapping a wanna be actress (for some reason I just couldn't remember her name), which turns out to be Wilson's girlfriend, (or at least one of his girlfriends).  Their plan didn't really work out but through Wilson's schemes and innate criminal sense they fashioned out a way in which they could all get out of this scenario as big winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next scenes layout how their scheme works out. Certain circumstances then make our group change their plans and eventually make them decide if the reward that they're going to get would be enough for what they had to sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113876840997110863?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113876840997110863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113876840997110863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113876840997110863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113876840997110863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/02/big-time.html' title='Big Time!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113840097049078291</id><published>2006-01-28T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T06:29:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a more serious note...</title><content type='html'>I would like to send my condolences to the family and friends of Christopher "Toffee" Garlan who passed away last Tuesday. He was under a comma after undergoing an open heart surgery that would supposedly replace two out of the 4 valves in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Chris when we were under the Special Applications Team (SAT 4 am).  I fondly remember Chris as a very hardworking individual, always trying his best to improve in what he does. He was one of the more "technically gifted", guys I've known and he was always willing to share it to colleagues who asked for technical inquiries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stature is exactly the opposite of what this guy really is. When you see him at first, about 5'10, long and lanky frame with a huge voice you'll find it hard not to be intimated and at a point be scared of him. But Chris as a person, once you get to know him is a sensitive individual, "gentle giant", as the term implies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you but at the same time we're happy for you because as your email read "If I won't make it through, be happy still... for you know that I'm in good hands, There can be no other place much better than with God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113840097049078291?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113840097049078291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113840097049078291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113840097049078291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113840097049078291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-more-serious-note.html' title='On a more serious note...'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113821568536697064</id><published>2006-01-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T03:05:30.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je'Taime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/Je%20Taime.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/Je%20Taime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/Je%20Taime.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While on my way to work someone texted me this word and I immediately asked her what the meaning of the word was. She said that I had to find out for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I arrived at the office, opened my computer and launched Google, typed in "Je'Taime", and pressed search! Much to my dismay Google didn't seem to give me any relevant matches. So I tried again, this time typing in Je'Taime + definition but again I wasn't able to find any good hits. So then I decided to search for an online translator and typed "Je'Taime", and translate from French to English (had the strangest feeling that this is in fact a french word). Unfortunately, the English translation alos came out "Je'Taime". Tried several translators but got the same results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not believe that I was having such a difficult time finding a direct translation/meaning to this word. Especially with all the resources that we have on the internet. So after another 30 minutes of searching and browsing I then decided to ask her again what the word meant and she actually did tell me what the word meant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly turned out to be a pleasant surprise! Je'Taime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113821568536697064?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113821568536697064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113821568536697064&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113821568536697064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113821568536697064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/jetaime.html' title='Je&apos;Taime'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113803145760938714</id><published>2006-01-23T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T03:15:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darnit!</title><content type='html'>I've been struggling with this feeling for a couple of days now. I know that I shouldn't be feeling this way, it's just too fast and besides we never really know each other that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she have this effect on me, this ain't right! It just would not work, we both have our own lives to live. Aside from the fact that she'll be leaving the country in a few weeks to pursue her career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's something in me that screams out her name. Her voice calms my troubled sentiments and leaves me hanging by her every word. My day seems to start and end with the thought of her. I've never felt this way in a while. Feelings of contentment, satisfaction and pure bliss ran through me whenever Im with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113803145760938714?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113803145760938714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113803145760938714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113803145760938714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113803145760938714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/darnit.html' title='Darnit!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113794759389952919</id><published>2006-01-23T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T02:14:36.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacman! Pacman! Pacman!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I last updated my blog. Just been busy this past few days, anyways here Iam to once again fill you in on what's been happening to me this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to Lou and Jessa's despidida party last night at Music 21. Unfortunately my parents called me (I was at April's house), around 6-7 pm telling me that I needed to accompany my tita to Laguna because she had to get something from our lola's house and bring it back for my mom. It was a bit heavy so she needed to have someone tag along and help her carry it back to our place. Bummer! I was really looking forward to seeing some of my former co-workers and it really was disappointing. Well, maybe we could just do this again some other time in Dubai. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/pac1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/320/pac1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/320/pac2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to congratulate Manny Pacquiao for destroying Erik Morales by dishing out a 10th round KO in their fight which was held earlier today. Manny Pacquiao proved to be the better conditioned fighter, outlasting his counter part and proving once again that he is a force to reckon with inside the square ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through Morales, talks have been lingering on who Pacquiao would fight next. According to sources, Pacquiao and Morales signed a contract binding them to 2 more fights under their current promoter. Which means that the rubber match between Pacquiao and Morales is a definite possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also talk about a Pacquiao-Barrera rematch for the WBC Super Featherweight Championship. A Pacquiao-Marquez rematch also seems to be a possibility, especially because their first match ended up in a draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey whoever they decide to throw at Pacquiao, bring 'em on! Im sure our very own "Pacman" Pacquiao would make minced meat out of 'em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113794759389952919?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113794759389952919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113794759389952919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113794759389952919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113794759389952919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/pacman-pacman-pacman.html' title='Pacman! Pacman! Pacman!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113735526590393942</id><published>2006-01-16T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T04:43:05.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/Lemar.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/320/Lemar.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's one song that has really caught my fancy. I love the melody plus the singer's voice (Lemar), is so soothing. The song's title is WHAT ABOUT LOVE by Lemar I suggest you download a copy of the song and listen to it. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT ABOUT LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I took my time to love you?&lt;br /&gt;What if I put no one above you?&lt;br /&gt;What if I did the things&lt;br /&gt;That really mattered?&lt;br /&gt;What if I ran through&lt;br /&gt;Hoops of disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one would care if&lt;br /&gt;We never made it&lt;br /&gt;We're in this alone&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we face it&lt;br /&gt;There is no room to&lt;br /&gt;Blame one another&lt;br /&gt;We just need time to&lt;br /&gt;Forgive each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;What about love?&lt;br /&gt;What about feeling?&lt;br /&gt;What about all the things that make life worth living&lt;br /&gt;What about faith?&lt;br /&gt;What about trust?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me baby...what about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I give this&lt;br /&gt;Love a new beginning?&lt;br /&gt;How can I stop the rain?&lt;br /&gt;It's never ending&lt;br /&gt;How do I keep my soul believing?&lt;br /&gt;Memories of how we&lt;br /&gt;Should be keep calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the rivers rise&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the happy times&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the moments of disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113735526590393942?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113735526590393942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113735526590393942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113735526590393942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113735526590393942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-about-love.html' title='What About Love'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113727173859211515</id><published>2006-01-15T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:48:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indecision</title><content type='html'>I guess it does come in everybody's life, this thing they call QUARTER LIFE CRISIS. At 25 years I've come to a point where I don't exactly know what to do with my life. I mean don't get met wrong Im not complaining, but for some reason I sense that I need a major change in my lifestyle. It's as if there's something that I need to do, achieve, change, I just couldn't get a grasp as to what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I've been planning to go abroad and pursue my career. Some of my colleagues will be flying to Dubai this February 2 and I was thinking of following them probably by March or April with some of my other officemates. But the thought of leaving my family, friends, loved one makes me second guess whatever decision I've made regarding this matter. Of course we should strive to improve our status in life but I just don't think I'll be able to leave everything that I've got here and try my chances in a foreign land. So Im caught up between the thought of advancing my career, living the good life as they say or staying here with the ones I love and living a  "so-so", lifestyle. Thus the indecision....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, at 25 ideally I would have wanted to have my own family. April and I have had our relationship running for about 7 years and 4 months. We've been through almost everything and some. I really would want to settle down with her and start our own family but then there's the question of are we ready to take on this major responsibility. For one, I don't think that we're financially stable to start our own family. Add to that the fact that we've been having some issues this past few months. I truly hope we could get past everything and stay strong because I really would want to spend the rest of my life with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113727173859211515?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113727173859211515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113727173859211515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113727173859211515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113727173859211515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/indecision.html' title='Indecision'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113700997237988932</id><published>2006-01-12T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T04:43:28.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barako Boyz (2nd Session)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/cute.jpg" border="0" height="129" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/barako%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/barako%20logo.jpg" border="0" height="128" width="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our shift, me and the "Barako Boys," tropped to Barako Bar, now considered our homebase. We had another one of our weekly sessions which I've noticed has been becoming more frequent the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/barako3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 148px; height: 137px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/barako3.jpg" border="0" height="123" width="144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/barako1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 160px; height: 138px;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/barako1.jpg" border="0" height="125" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual we had tons of beer and "pulutan" to go around. I had 2 bottles of San Mig Light  and 2 cans of soda. I was so full that I basically had to drag myself home, man the food there was superb! We had barbeque, sisig, tokwa't baboy and the best chicharong bulaklak I've tasted. Also the prices are very affordable and the service is quite ok too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/barako2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/barako2.jpg" border="0" height="122" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session ended at around 11pm and I was able to get home at around 12 in the afternoon. Many thanks to Mr. Marvin Medina for shouldering most of the expenses, Belated Happy Birthday Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/barako%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113700997237988932?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113700997237988932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113700997237988932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113700997237988932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113700997237988932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/barako-boyz-2nd-session.html' title='Barako Boyz (2nd Session)'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113686711544173455</id><published>2006-01-10T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:18:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>I would like to greet my mother a Happy Birthday! Thanks for everything! Also, April's mom is also celebrating her birthday today, Happy Birthday ma'am. Good health and good luck to both of you and hoping that you have more birtdays to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/at%20Pete"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 109px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/at%20Pete%27s.2.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carlo sent me pictures of our class reunion last year. Thinking about it, I really miss our college days. The antics that we used to pull on some of our classmates. The "overnight sessions,'' that we used to have just so that we could submit our thesis in time for our graduation. The weekend night-outs where we were exposed to the "naked," truth, and believe me it was really naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/1600/4C%20Boys%20-%20Reunion.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 108px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7981/2071/200/4C%20Boys%20-%20Reunion.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But what I really miss are the friends that I've met during those 4 years of college. We rarely, see each other anymore. Anyways, hope this New Year brings us more oppurtunities to see each other again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113686711544173455?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113686711544173455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113686711544173455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113686711544173455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113686711544173455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday_10.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20601556.post-113666708677867024</id><published>2006-01-08T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:04:18.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Muvo V200</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:eSSPR7DCUT4J:211.78.161.52/gdpageimg/42251"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:eSSPR7DCUT4J:211.78.161.52/gdpageimg/42251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:eSSPR7DCUT4J:211.78.161.52/gdpageimg/42251"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.creative.com/iss/images/products/headers/prod10732_hdr_1_6_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my girlfriend today, her name is April. I was supposed to give her my very much delayed Christmas Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might ask, "why in hell did it take me 2 weeks to give her my Christmas Gift." Well for one I was checking out reviews for different MP3 players available in the market. I mean if I'm going to give her this as a gift it should be at least one of the best out in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason, was that my schedule was packed this past few weeks and I haven't been able to go to malls by myself. When I'm not at work I'm with April spending as you might all know, "quality time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after days of careful thinking and a couple of sleepless episodes I decided to give her a Creative Muvo V200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This contraption could also be a 512mb storage device also has an FM Radio and a Voice Recorder. It is actually a good buy because at the time when I bought it the sales lady told me that the Creative Muvo V200 was on sale. So I ended up getting a major discount, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope April enjoys her new MP3 Player! Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20601556-113666708677867024?l=stryker1927.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/feeds/113666708677867024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20601556&amp;postID=113666708677867024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113666708677867024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20601556/posts/default/113666708677867024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stryker1927.blogspot.com/2006/01/creative-muvo-v200.html' title='Creative Muvo V200'/><author><name>stryker1927</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02838131094518405957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://www.siamphone.com/picture/nokia/n91/n91_5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
