<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 17:56:05 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Dreams of a Brownman</title><description>I'll try to share here my joys, sorrows and inspiration on my way to achieve my goal.

Join me in this journey to achieve the Dreams of a Brownman</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-1616686635453650925</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T07:30:29.301-08:00</atom:updated><title>this is a test, please ignore</title><description>Testing.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-1616686635453650925?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-test-please-ignore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-3755473841532811799</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 12:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T09:56:05.395-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hectic Day</title><description>          &lt;font size="3"&gt;Last saturday was the most tiring day of my life so far. I mean physically&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My shift ended around 8:30 AM and I was up for some coffee but then I ended up having some Dark Cherry Mocha Frappucino all by my self!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My manager and I were one time talking about why the hell would starbucks come up with ridiculus flavors of coffee. I mean hello to toffee nut latte???? I treat my co-workers (which translates to my agents who cant say no to the flavors of coffee that I treat them with). Well at least one of my agents really likes the oh too sweet Dark Cherry Mocha which I too has adapted my palate with. It has a kind of Black Forest Cake taste like which I enjoy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Toffee Nut Latte was the one that I couldn't get used to... may be because its too nutty and I personally not like peanut butter and I don't know why. So if there is some one who likes toffee nut latte let me know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still yet have to finish a cup of pepermint mocha since I have not gathered enough courage to actually order it. I got a taste of it but from one of my co-workers when she ordered it but I wasn't really able to appreciate it that much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Drinking coffee alone at Metro-walk the rain started to fall down so I just enjoyed the moment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time was really passing by slow and since I always have my swim gear with me, I decided to walk to ULTRA and have a swim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I swam five laps of the Olympic size pool and damn I was really tired. I knew at that time that I need to stop smoking already. My lungs wasn't  responding just like it used to when I last swam about two years ago. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After hitting the pool at ULTRA I spent some time walking around Megamall to scout for a new phone unfortunately I wasn't able to find one that suits my requirements at a certain budget.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time passed by and it was afternoon already. I decided to go to Marikina and run some errands. I was done with all of the things I needed to do by about 1PM and my daughter was asking if we could go to the nearest mall.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was almost six in the evening when we got home and nobody was in. So I stayed for a while and waited for every one. When my "mother-in-law" arrived she offered to take me to where I could get a ride back home.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But as a consequence we had to wait for one of my girl friend's brother so that they could drive me to cubao.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was feeling really tired already my body was aching all over and was begging for a massage. luckily I remember that there is a spa in Cubao, Sanai Spa. Its not a fancy spa like wensha that would give you the whole spa experience. Its more like of a massage place where they give you a straight blissful massage. The best thing is that they have one of the most affordable so I took their 1 and 1/2 hour massage for just 300 pesos.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the best thing I love about that spa is you really feel that the service that you get is the full hour of massage that you paid for. actually i think it was a good two hours before the therapist got finished. Since I was fully satisfied I gave the therapist a hundred peso for a job well done.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the massage I felt energized I then went straight home. I had a really good sleep thanks to the massage that I had. though extremely exhausted I had a great time that day being able to swim again and have a great time with my kid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hope that I could do that again.... unbelievably  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-3755473841532811799?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/11/hectic-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8870659625667166436</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 12:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-22T09:04:07.960-08:00</atom:updated><title>Voila!</title><description>Oh yes! you are damn right! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally the cross posting capability of my launchpad website. I know I missed (or my launch pad made me miss) a lot of posts for my blogger site but I'll try my best to repost them manually.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So thank God that my cross posting now works.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8870659625667166436?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/11/voila.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-1002061372779746038</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 19:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T11:07:24.644-08:00</atom:updated><title>Updating .......</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am so sorry I have not updated this blog for quite some time now. But the truth is its caused by some technical error in my blog machine which is where I launch my blogs from. I just dont know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see it works like this. I write my blogs somewhere else then I publish them and cross publishes them on the appropriate blog of mine. But everytime that I publish them I think the cross publishing machine doesnt work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am writing manually to update you guys one blog at a time. But I promise that I will update this soon so with the blogs that you missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&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/28053938-1002061372779746038?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/11/updating.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-6786115907080788230</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Aug 2009 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-02T14:35:36.755-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cory Aquino</title><description>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Good Bye Tita Cory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 95px; height: 169px;" class="alignright" src="http://www.army.forces.gc.ca/41CBG_HQ/images/370px-Yellow_ribbon.svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up about 4:30 this morning, I can still feel my gum hurting because of the stitc&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://fjsanchez.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/cory_aquino1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hes it has due to the extraction I had from yesterday. I decided to open up my laptop and visit the social networking sites and update my self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I got bored since there was not much happening since most of my friends are still at work. So I decided to open the television to watch and that is w&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hen I learned about Tita Cory's passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reports say that about 3:18 Tita Cory passed away due to Cardio Respiratory Arrest. Between 4-5 in the morning Noynoy came out of the hospital and &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;confirmed that his mother has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Cory has led the co&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;untry to freedom from the past administration. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She has inspired a lot of people to move and do something for the country. She is a perfect example of a leader for me. During the times when her husband was fighting for us she&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was always there supporting her husband and taking good care of her children. When Ninoy was k&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;illed she moved from the backdrop of the story to the lime light, even though she did not knew so much about politics what she new was she loves her country and that she will do everything for it.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her term she was able to bring back democracy. She brought compani&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;es back to their righteous owners. She ordered that we should have a constitution that &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will empower people. during her time, people felt loved&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and care&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d for even though there was a lot of ba&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;d th&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ings happeni&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng, blackouts, water shortage arm revelries, but she with&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JuZlShU5gUo/R5rg0Pmt8JI/AAAAAAAAACU/O1hCJwxqlIk/s320/cory+aquino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stood it and fought back to defend the freedom that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never stopped helping people through her personal capabilities. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She helped communities and cooperatives by tying them together with private institut&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ions to help them d&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;evelop their members.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Cory relinquished her post just right after her term. She did not show &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;any ambition to stay in power. In fact she had chosen to ride a simple car i&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nstead of having a luxury car bring her home which any way was part of her privilege for being a form&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;er president. It was her joy that she was able to transfer the power to another one.It is her sense of accomplishment.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the current administration would learn from &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what Tita has taught us. I hope that they will not manipulate&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e and use their powers just stay at their position. I&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hope that they will use their vague statements that they recently gave and trick us. I &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hope that we all have learned what Tita Cory had taught us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/giannerory/misc/cory-aquino-headshot.jpg?t=1249091704" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Credits belong to the people who took and made the graphics on this blog. No plagiarism/copyright theft intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-6786115907080788230?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/08/cory-aquino.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JuZlShU5gUo/R5rg0Pmt8JI/AAAAAAAAACU/O1hCJwxqlIk/s72-c/cory+aquino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8979323032951988805</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 08:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T01:23:03.828-07:00</atom:updated><title>The New Yahoo! Home Page</title><description>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/mntl/ww/events/p.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just this morning about 6:42 AM here in Manila and 6:42 PM EST I was browsing through the internet using my wireless broadband (which I really like btw), I accidentally typed in yahoo.com instead of my usual direct to the mail address of mail.yahoo.com.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.ctv.ca/archives/CTVNews/img2/20050804/160_yahoo_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise Yahoo! got a new face!&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that yahoo was getting a face lift and that its gonna be a lot different from the previous but I did not&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; expect that it would be like this. I had a sneak preview of how its gonna be and I didn't like it that much because it was like taking so much features away from its predecessor. It was very minimalistic and simple to the point that it almost looked like it was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yahoo! homepage has evolved so much over the past years adapting to the current trends that the internet is dictating. But at one point in time Yahoo dominated the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 174px; height: 123px;" class="alignleft" src="http://bizbox.slate.com/blog/google.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back a survey was done and people was asked what do they think about the internet, most of the people answered that they thought that Yahoo! was the internet. Yahoo! gave us the most coveted and almost always imitated homepage where everything was sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Yahoo is struggling to get back on the top of the game. On recently released news it was said that Yahoo! had partnered with MSN, nope they did not say if it was a merger, to deliver more compelling services that would rival Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this competition thing would be the best for all of us and give us more services that would help us in our daily living which is the ultimate goal of technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8979323032951988805?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-yahoo-home-page.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8929956223989842208</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T10:21:45.120-07:00</atom:updated><title>Techie Mom</title><description>Today, my mom asked me how to sign up for multiply so that she could make a site for her organization, Valenzuela Persons with Disabilities Federation Inc. It is a nice thing that my mom is very much open to new technology and that she wants to learn how things work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I taught her how to sign up and showed her how to post things online. But of course since she is not getting any younger she tends to use her "where is that thing" techniques so that she could get things done much faster.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I thought that how is she going to learn if I am just to give in on her every request. She wouldn't learn if I just do the things for her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But at least she is not afraid to new things in fact she loves it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways I will continue to help her build the site so that she could help more people with disabilities. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would also like t commend her in her effort to raise social awareness about the rights of disabled people through programs like the one that just concluded held at SM Valenzuela titled: Valenzuela People with These-Abilities.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So if your parents ask things about how new things work, be glad that just means they are keeping an open mind about things and that they'd still would want to learn. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8929956223989842208?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/07/techie-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-5384112443311479869</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-16T03:47:58.550-07:00</atom:updated><title>the start</title><description>    This is the start of the rest of our lives.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have been waiting for this for the longest time, our patience almost ran out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; There were no more tears shed as we part knowing that this is for the best for the three of us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-5384112443311479869?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/07/start.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-6322086944324355502</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 16:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T09:26:51.996-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cross Posting</title><description>I have been posting a lot at my other site (iandelapen.a.multiply.com) only to find out that the cross posting thing isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't have plans of copying and pasting the posts that weren't cross published I'll just let it be. But I'll try to make sure that it does get crossed posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its working now. The post below is a cross post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-6322086944324355502?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/07/cross-posting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-6539882858102972629</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jun 2009 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T23:26:45.908-07:00</atom:updated><title>I'll get there..... just wait.</title><description>I have been awake since 4:30 this morning and I have been surfing a lot... getting a bit tired now... still have work tonight....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I get to be inspired a lot when I surf. I see a lot of things that stimulates my imagination and takes my thinking into new dimensions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It gives me hope but at the same time it gives me this feeling that I am left behind and that I have to move now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am not in the same situation that other people are in which makes it easy for them to do what they want to. But then acceptance is a virtue that should be learned.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will work my way to the place where I want to be, just wait i WILL be there.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-6539882858102972629?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-get-there-just-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-4120551029865211663</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 05:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-23T02:53:24.334-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I recently subscribe to Suncellular's broadband service, yes the wireless one. and so far I have been very satisfied with the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are offering unlimited wireless connection anywhere here in Metro Manila Initially for just a flat rate fee of 650 pesos per month if you have a Suncell post paid phone for at least 6 months and just 799 pesos per month if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can beat the savings and the power that you get from Sun's broadband service. Comparing from other broadband services Sun is offering up to 2 mbps and yet they still made some room for improvement they have set their modems capable of bursting upto 3.6 mbps! whew! Now that is what you call power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mentioned that compared to other broadband services a while ago, what I was referring to was the hard connection type of service. The ones that you still have to install in your homes with all the wires and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These service providers charge up to almost 2,000 pesos for 2 mbps and yet you cant take it anywhere that you need the service. the only downside of the wireless service is the availability to the provinces. But hey can you take your hard connection with you even just a few blocks away? I dont think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be thinking that I may be getting a bit unfair with the other providers. Okay well lets now compare apples to apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart Broadband service the good thing about smart broadband is that they have connection almost anywhere you go! you can be assured that you will get a signal even if you are sunbathing in the beach or retreating in the mountains. But here's the thing, Smart charges 10 pesos for every 30 minutes that you consume. iregardless if you have consumed that whole 30 minutes or not as long as you get disconnected form your current connection that is an automatic ten bucks for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have these plans where you get "40 Hours" of internet connection but then again the 30 minute rule applies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets see Globes Visibility Service. I actually admire Globes spirit of competing with Smart. Why? Because with Globe's service, you only pay five pesos for every 15 minutes. That just means that you dont have to stay online for the next how many minutes because you dont want to waste the money that you bought for your load forcing you to surf the net without enjoying at all. However Globe is also strugling (at least that is what i see) with some technical glitches in their continous effort ot improve their system. When I tried Globes Visibility service in our house, It was a mess. The activity monitor for the connection was like a flat lining patient in the emergency room. Man I was like waiting for the next morning just to view the page. Unfortunately Globe was not a very good experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hesitant to get Suncellular's service at first. I tried signing up with Sun's Robinsons Galleria Sun shop for a demo run but after a few months nothing happened. They did not even contacted me so I just assumed that they just cant provide me the service because they dont have enough signal here in Valenzuela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-4120551029865211663?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-recently-subscribe-to-suncellulars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8694344182110419691</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T11:17:46.417-08:00</atom:updated><title>bwiset na mercan</title><description>arhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung nakapag post na ako ng tagalog dito sa blog ko pero kung hindi man ito na ang una.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naiinis na talaga ako. bwiset yang mercan canada na yan. up to this day, hindi parin nakakaalis ang girlfriend ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that i cant really make the move to plan my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am torn of this situation. mayroon nagoofer sa akin ng malaki kaso ngalang sa sa middle east. tapos meron naman maganda ang location, pero the pay really kamusta naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope makapag decide ako the soonest possible time bago mawala ang mga opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8694344182110419691?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/01/bwiset-na-mercan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-6932940920012022893</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 13:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T10:01:30.712-08:00</atom:updated><title>Today and Tomorrow</title><description>Sometimes do we even stop and think, are all of these seriousness good?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you ever thought about have I had enough fun to say that I have lived a good and full life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Many people think of others who they think have too much fun as people who don't care about their future. On the other hand, those people who loves having fun think that those people who think about their future are too serious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The question now in my mind is, how the hell do you really balance the two. Are all of your resources enough to do both? I mean have some for the future but at the same time still have something for fun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just stopped and thought about it... and sharing&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-6932940920012022893?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-and-tomorrow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-7197449883759885635</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 10:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-06T07:37:58.530-08:00</atom:updated><title>5 Years</title><description>5 years have past since we have joined the company that has changed our lives.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The last five years has been very colorful for me with the company that I am keeping. I have experienced joy, sorrow, pain, ecstasy, laughed and cried.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The company that I am keeping has been part of my life for the longest time that I can remember compared to the others that I have been with.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They say that most people in the call center industry just come and go. But I think that if you get to be with the right company that should not be the case. I should know.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But then again if you  are a kind of person that would want to continually grow, sometimes you would have to go outside of your comfort zone or maybe the company that you keep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd like to congratulate the people that has been with me and the people that has been part of my life for the last half a decade. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I truly feel that I have been blessed to have met you and I only pray for more success to all of us. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-7197449883759885635?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2009/01/5-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8784247856045289005</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T11:28:28.918-08:00</atom:updated><title>Phub Idol Poster</title><description>Phub Idol is getting more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are actually asked me to make posters for the judgment night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/STgvKnJPs-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/SVRxdOwmBZU/s1600-h/Judy+Idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/STgvKnJPs-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/SVRxdOwmBZU/s400/Judy+Idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276018822817493986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/STgvBqwGcfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vblwASXIFeA/s1600-h/dYO+Idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/STgvBqwGcfI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vblwASXIFeA/s400/dYO+Idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276018669166948850" 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/28053938-8784247856045289005?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/12/phub-idol-poster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/STgvKnJPs-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/SVRxdOwmBZU/s72-c/Judy+Idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8255944582921734942</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T11:22:50.630-08:00</atom:updated><title>Ohub</title><description>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8255944582921734942?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohub.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-6469722201075659343</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-16T03:34:35.777-08:00</atom:updated><title>Roxanne and Alexie Manila Ocean Park</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SSAE1usUNaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eTgcfxUW3dg/s1600-h/baby+and+alexie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SSAE1usUNaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eTgcfxUW3dg/s400/baby+and+alexie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269216885136962978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got Alexie face painted....&lt;br /&gt;Manila Ocean Park&lt;br /&gt;November 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-6469722201075659343?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/11/roxanne-and-alexie-manila-ocean-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SSAE1usUNaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/eTgcfxUW3dg/s72-c/baby+and+alexie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-3250615012462955721</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 18:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T07:16:39.377-08:00</atom:updated><title>Friendship</title><description>There comes a time when you feel so lonely, here it goes again for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that this blog has been taking the beating of my emotions too much, that it does not have a fair share of happy thoughts. But then again, I thank this blog for being there to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may not be so many or any one replying or commenting to my posts but I know that the world is listening and that is enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part of being lonely is being at the middle of a crowd but still feel the same. The people you thought that are your friends are not there any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to an old friend of mine and realized that most of my friends are just reunion friends. I mean nothing bad about that. But it seems like you have them as friends because you see each other. But when you part ways because they move on professionally you don't get to see them any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my college friends the ones that I have way back in Bulacan. I just remember having the best of friends that you can have during college days, ironic isn't it? Ironic that you usually have your best friends from highschool. Though I have a best friend from highschool, I haven't seen her so much for the last couple of years because she got married a few years back, and it has been difficult to get our schedule jive now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I could get those kinds of friends again, not that I dont like the friends that I havce now, but its just that I miss those kind of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-3250615012462955721?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-3225113005134750089</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-05T12:13:49.987-08:00</atom:updated><title>Baguio Cathedral</title><description>Still in Baguio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned to love the city. I am even considering immigrating to Baguio if I could bring my self to buy that lot in naguilian road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here is the Baguio Cathedral with its colors manipulated... Just bought my first laptop so  now I could explore PS some more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH95TMnyiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjlFIkWKxTE/s1600-h/P1010083+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH95TMnyiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjlFIkWKxTE/s400/P1010083+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268600220404258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH-Fs3YEoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/czSfKl-kLIo/s1600-h/P1010084+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH-Fs3YEoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/czSfKl-kLIo/s400/P1010084+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265268813269045890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH-UzIcQjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5MvEfWGiv_w/s1600-h/P1010081+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH-UzIcQjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5MvEfWGiv_w/s400/P1010081+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265269072649273906" 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/28053938-3225113005134750089?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/11/baguio-cathedral.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SRH95TMnyiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjlFIkWKxTE/s72-c/P1010083+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-5357872384940434514</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-01T10:33:18.494-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>canada</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bluer than blue</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>roxzan</category><title>Bluer than Blue</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; I can catch uo on my reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; After you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; I'll have a lot more time to sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; And when you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; Looks like things are gonna be a lot easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; Life will be a breeze you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; I really should be glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; But I'm bluer than blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; Sadder than sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; You're the only light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; This empty room has ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; Life without you is gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#444433;"&gt; Bluer than blue"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It seems that by this time on Friday that would be the song playing on my head over and over. Why? My girlfriend is leaving for Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something that we have been hoping and praying for but it seems that all the angst because of waiting, the excitement of knowing it the first time has been all replaced with sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad that I'll be alone now shopping hitting the grocery and in doing everything that I used to do with her. It would be incredibly difficult to shop for new clothes now since I wont have the counsel of her opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, because she is leaving I was obligated to buy my own computer that I could use, this time its a laptop. so that I could chat with her any where i am be it in Valenzuela or in my own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is starting to sink in to me now that I am not able to see her for the next couple of months  until I could get there and be with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-5357872384940434514?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/11/bluer-than-blue.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-8489446311511509216</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-24T08:46:27.160-07:00</atom:updated><title>Baguio August 2008</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtmeKbTfI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CMnsoHETG5U/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtmeKbTfI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CMnsoHETG5U/s400/P1010022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260747084933058034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtdr_L8AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FEpzyNrCLaA/s1600-h/P1010023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtdr_L8AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FEpzyNrCLaA/s400/P1010023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260746934025187330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtNkNLLkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gtDEhE_8aN8/s1600-h/P1010021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtNkNLLkI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gtDEhE_8aN8/s400/P1010021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260746657058467394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to kill some time while waiting for Roxanne to finish her IELTS test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-8489446311511509216?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/10/baguio-august-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8PzEatHl6t8/SQHtmeKbTfI/AAAAAAAAAP8/CMnsoHETG5U/s72-c/P1010022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-1223278888381110441</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 17:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T07:37:40.219-07:00</atom:updated><title>Envious</title><description>Envious, people sometimes becomes and I am not an exemption. There are things in other people's life that I envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really a sin to become envious, I mean enviousness is a feeling and it comes to you as a rush of hormones that you cannot control. I feel that Enviousness becomes a sin if you do something sinful to get what you envy for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy people on a lot of things. I envy that they have very good vocabulary. I envy those who can fulfill their dreams because they are really capable of doing such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have money, people who don't have to care about any other thing but them selves so they could move on. But hey, is it really something to be envious about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through these hardships I gain experience, I become stronger than most. may be the things that I really am jealous about are the things that I can't have even though I try hard. like wisdom. In that case I just raise my hands to the sky and pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-1223278888381110441?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/09/envious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-5154885509109020143</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 18:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-11T11:26:11.764-07:00</atom:updated><title>Me Time</title><description>I know it may be a little to late to talk about this movie. But for the past few days my manager started to send us home an hour earlier than usual, or should I say, with just one hour over time rendered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I started to have a lot of time in my hands. I sleep around eightish in the morning and wake up around say three or past four in the after noon while work is at 8:45 pm. Now I have time to do something for my self.... a little "ME" time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie? Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are there for you anytime that you need them. But then again at times they do things that destroy you as well. but the thing is there a lot of them that really do stick with you through thick and thin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the movie a lot but, then again we cannot discount the people we love. I mean our Girlfriends or Boyfriends. We have got to draw the line where friendship ends there are parts of marriage where friends cant just meddle into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times when there's a lot of hands into one tub of water it just becomes so blurry. so from time to time we need to distance our selves and deal with things on our own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-5154885509109020143?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-it-may-be-little-to-late-to-talk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-2123814276849955748</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-26T09:28:44.439-07:00</atom:updated><title>Life on its own.</title><description>So, I have been living like this for the past few weeks since I joined this new program. I go to work around 8:45PM till about 7:30 - 8:00 in the morning where I get to commute going home about just a few kilometers away from the office... (thank God I live not that far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reach home by about 8:45 AM and try to get some sleep. I try to wake up extra early every other day so that I could go to the gym. like I mentioned in my previous blogs, I started going to the gym to improve on my health condition. Anyways, sometimes I fail going to the gym since i get home really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I need to do something to make my life more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do the stuff that I really want to do. like swim more often go to the courts and hit some rackets or maybe learn how to basketball.... my biggest frustration of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I need to start living the life that I want. I only get to be young once and I would not want to waste it to work alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back while talking to an old friend... I realized that there are things that we cant just turn back... like how I reminisce an regret that I should have been more adventurous when I was in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that we must do, because we are only given one chance to live these lives. One chance to do all the things that we can. It is true, when they say that do the things that you want,  and not look back thinking "What if" I did?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-2123814276849955748?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-on-its-own.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28053938.post-93504779782238100</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 18:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T11:40:38.539-07:00</atom:updated><title>Breaking Free to being me</title><description>At last! I am back.... back to my real home.... blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our IT guys here in the office previously blocked blogspot for reasons i don't really know. So i then utilized more my multiply account since I can also post whatever i post there, here. But now it is wide open again and I wanna thank those IT guys again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is up with me lately? hmmm..... well i haven't blogged so much about how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got transferred to this new account and i would not wanna talk about it. I just miss the people I use to work with. the people in our Meralco site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also this thing going on inside of me that I still need to resolve. I feel that I need to start living the way that I really want to. But how can I do that? I have a college student to put through schooling and some responsibilities at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking what do I really wanna do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna but an expensive camera and a laptop and go to places like Sagada, the top of Mt. Pulag, Jolo and other parts never been seen by ordinary people. I want to caputure the lights from these places and tell the world their stories. I wanna tell stories through pictures and music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28053938-93504779782238100?l=dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://dreamsofabrownman.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-free-to-being-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ian dela pena)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>