tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30606137065097024792024-03-05T07:39:55.838-08:00...,'*Live Well, Love Much, Laugh Often, Lets Enjoy Life ,Lets Soar High*',...It's all about Life including my Life...Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-28176215699249356162013-03-26T23:27:00.002-07:002013-03-26T23:27:22.370-07:00IT'S BEEN A WHILEIt's been a while bloggers... Life has been great..Can't believe it's been too long since I visited my blog. I was totally alienated by my posts from before LOL.. should I start blogging again?.. hmmmm maybe, well see :)Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-4291759173906847572009-01-28T22:43:00.000-08:002013-03-28T21:41:32.194-07:00Sinulog 2009, Viva Pit Senyor<strong></strong><br />
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<strong>Sinulog is one of our famous festival in town.Here in cebu it's a yearly event that represent the history of our religion. This is where Christianity began. Magellan landed and influence us to this belief and culture. He was carrying the little Jesus or more known as Senyor Santo Niño. Here are some picture's we had on this memorable time.</strong></div>
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Santo Niño de Cebu<br />
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People waving their hands to honor the blessed child.</div>
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<strong>Sinulog is a dance festival. People do this as offering to the blessed child. This is now the modern Sinulog.</strong></div>
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A giant puppet during the parade<br />
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A wonderful Float<br />
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One of the contigents...</div>
Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-19085318120612266942009-01-11T23:03:00.000-08:002009-01-12T00:07:10.301-08:00BE THE BEST YOU!<div style="text-align: center;"><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=DUTIFUL%20DAUGHTER&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib20.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter23.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=65&swfWidth=424&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=1&fontsize=45&num=23" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="424" align="middle" height="65"></embed><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=SMALL%20STEPS&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib20.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter24.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=42&swfWidth=158&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=24" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="158" align="middle" height="42"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's a known fact that parents are paranoid-of us growing up way too fast, falling in love too soon, and running away. So don't so anything that would aggravate that paranioa! Stick to your curfew, tell Mom where you are (be honest!), and show them a decent report card every quarter. Do not go home drunk. Believe me, parents have supernatural senses when it comes to detecting cigarette smoke and liqour. Even if they don't tell, they know. And your going to have to live with that.</span><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=BE%20%20THE%20%20BEST&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter24.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=49&swfWidth=185&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=24" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="185" align="middle" height="49"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The greatest gift a parent can receive from a child is openess and communication. It's going to be hard enough for them to see you grow up before their eyes, so do them a favor and tell them everyday things, no matter how insignificant you think they are--like when a guy is courting you, when you have a problem, or when you get a good grade on a tough test. These may seem simple, but that's great mystery of the parent-child bond--It's a bond, and material things can never make up for it.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRXylqCmbGDR0eJJK1wboNFtDsmgMf-DsxEK4DcOrQzOrx8As26cGdKwQdTQJym6UDj5lULhzd4_w1pXobpsxFyg4hMPBJbg8Juw8cAPoRWC4Xkd8lH_2dewT15rCR9miwcICfW0qd9r8/s1600-h/bxp61622.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRXylqCmbGDR0eJJK1wboNFtDsmgMf-DsxEK4DcOrQzOrx8As26cGdKwQdTQJym6UDj5lULhzd4_w1pXobpsxFyg4hMPBJbg8Juw8cAPoRWC4Xkd8lH_2dewT15rCR9miwcICfW0qd9r8/s320/bxp61622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290304784857499602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=PERFECT%20PARTNER&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib20.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter23.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=65&swfWidth=432&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=1&fontsize=45&num=23" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="432" align="middle" height="65"></embed></div><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=SMALL%20STEPS&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib20.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter24.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=42&swfWidth=158&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=24" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="158" align="middle" height="42"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Here's rule number one: Kills the jealousy monster. Guys tend to veer away from overly clingy, overly protective girls. See the common word? Over. That's what your relationship will become if you take away his space. Give him a chance to spend time with the boys, or have a little "me" time! And during this time, do not require him to text you by the hour. Where's the trust, girl?<br />Rule Number Two: Know when to give in during a fight. If it's your fault, say sorry and give him a big hug. Chances are, he's going to mellow down too and hug you back.<br />Rule Number Three: It's not expensive to be sweet. Burn him a CD of his favorite songs, take him out on a picnic or leave Post-it notes between pages of his favorite novel. Sure, buying him a new jacket or gadget would be cool, but he'll difinitely be more touched by the effort and thoughtfulness you put into homemade stuff than any Nintendo Wii out gadgets, but a pretty girl like you thinking of ways to put a smile on his face? PRICELESS.</span><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=BE%20%20THE%20%20BEST&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter24.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=49&swfWidth=185&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=24" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="185" align="middle" height="49"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Not Everything has to be about you. In the same way that he tolerates your shopping trips and endless rants about not being thin enough, surprise him by showing genuine interest in what he likes, be it science fiction, rock music, or photography. 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Your bond is held together by secrets, experiences you share, and mostr of the time, fights you got over. This is the reason why you probably turn to each other first for help, no matter how trivial or grave the problem is--a manicure gone bad, a fight with your mom, or the breakup. Although you may feel like your best friend will always be there for you, this is not an excuse to slack off and take his or her friendship for granted. Nourish what you already have by writing letters to each other, surprising each other with your favorite treats, or by being available at 1:00 in the morning when crisis strikes. If you do not go to same school or work, make it a point to meet monthly and catch up on each other's lives over a warm cur of coffee.</span><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=BE%20%20THE%20%20BEST&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter10.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=49&swfWidth=185&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=10" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="185" align="middle" height="49"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> When your friend is feeling low, drop by his or her house instead of just talking over the phone. Your physical presence will be even more comforting, and you'll make your pal feel loads better. Bring some ice cream, chocolates (yup comfort food!) to make the visit even more special. 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Or fine the time to be a</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tomboy and play Fight Night with your younger bro. These are things that will result in fun-filled experiences they'll remember years from now--that their older sister is cool enough to be a kid again! As for your older sis, try not to bug her when boyfriend comes to visit. Instead of waiting for them to kick you out in annoyance, give them privacy, so that you'll have your grateful older sister all to yourself when lover boy leaves!</span><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/show.swf?message=BE%20%20THE%20%20BEST&font=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/fonts/plainn_lib.swf&glitter=http://www.jellymuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/glitters/glitter20.swf&clickURL=http://www.JellyMuffin.com/generators/flash_glitter_text/&clickLABEL=JellyMuffin.com&swfHeight=49&swfWidth=185&bevel=1&shadow=1&glow=1&blur=0&fade=0&blink=0&fontsize=20&num=20" quality="best" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="glitters" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="185" align="middle" height="49"></embed><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> If you made a promise. Well, keep it! Spend time with your sis or bro's and make them feel important and loved. As for your older siblings, take note that they need a listening ear sometimes--especially from you. Be and angel and hear them out, and stay true to your word that you won't spill to Mom. One of the many perks of having siblings is having each others back!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrrKT3RR4pIMmH3yE9YS47EC2bxzm-GU1hDVZYjO3PjVaml8TosKaRKD1C4Y5ponKn8S1hYcvl6wvVnNhRE-XQ87l9WZ7DUCqoSmcXw94DNOsTcr1Zzd_BlPFKh-s1pJb0XIxFgIRVu9S/s1600-h/PCH3657.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrrKT3RR4pIMmH3yE9YS47EC2bxzm-GU1hDVZYjO3PjVaml8TosKaRKD1C4Y5ponKn8S1hYcvl6wvVnNhRE-XQ87l9WZ7DUCqoSmcXw94DNOsTcr1Zzd_BlPFKh-s1pJb0XIxFgIRVu9S/s320/PCH3657.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290315568573740530" /></a>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-21525589251690576562009-01-11T05:30:00.000-08:002013-03-28T21:52:50.767-07:00"Where I was Mold"<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span> This is the church that influenced my faith. 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Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-10110822330323144682009-01-10T05:52:00.000-08:002013-03-28T21:57:28.669-07:00I AM A SERVANT OF GOD<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span> I am a Servant of God...I love serving and praising God since I was 8, I joined catechism and became a catechist teacher at the age of 13. I teach my fellow brothers and children. I also became a psalmist and during mass I sang praises to God. I am A member of the Blue Army or The WAF (World Apostolate of Fatima) and Liturgical Arts and environment. Our task is to collect gifts and offerings and voluntary cleaning. God Is So Good, and as long you keep a close relationship to him...You will always feel his presence...God is Good All The TIME...<br />
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Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-59550867688453878602008-12-14T20:57:00.000-08:002008-12-14T21:04:50.911-08:00"Where Have you BEEN?<span style="font-weight: bold;">Wow, how many weeks since I was here at my blog? 3 or even a month now... I wasn't too busy, but I wasn't having enough time when I come to computer... There are things I did past weeks ago. I went to a religious Christmas party and Anniversary of the Group...Still gonna upload the picture's from the party. I chatted with my husband and go off and went sometimes to my friends... Do house chores too, and mostly just watched tv. In short was being lazy to come to my blog this days hehehe. But I am back... I am here again...So Hi to everyone!!!<br /></span>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-45296550488520087602008-11-24T20:03:00.000-08:002008-11-24T20:58:31.325-08:00" Tired and Stressful Day? "<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWK0TZjBzi8iyys4DR5bT7lyKLC_FMQNFzDpddYjTa83QoiMHJA8xZ0Y-0M5_yLyDtbdDB5HvdKpUWtJHwrdzoqvayeRFGsdOUVD11Fep0Nk1PMtMTLK88wNYNscml9vO8FLWQMLKyS8vq/s1600-h/mad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272449661120649250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWK0TZjBzi8iyys4DR5bT7lyKLC_FMQNFzDpddYjTa83QoiMHJA8xZ0Y-0M5_yLyDtbdDB5HvdKpUWtJHwrdzoqvayeRFGsdOUVD11Fep0Nk1PMtMTLK88wNYNscml9vO8FLWQMLKyS8vq/s320/mad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Return to the Hobby</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong>When you were a kid, what kind of hobbies did you enjoy? Stamp collecting? Hair Clippings? Practicing ballet? Or just plain kis play/game?</strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong>Well we're no kid now and the things we face day by day is work and house hold stuff and others</strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong>Rushing hours, working, house chores, kids stuff at school can sometimes make a day stress, and you're doing it the whole week days that makes us burst out from the stress and makes us sometimes look grumpy. Urrggg!</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Stop! Don't let your self over of Stress. </strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>You need to Relax and unwind your self. One way of that is to go back to our hobbies. It is one of the great way to relax, unwind and be creative! This is also a part of physical fitness.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Hobbies are an awesome way to show off your inner you! The problem is that as we grow older, we spend less time doing those fun things that we enjoy because there's so much else we need to do.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>We even might think we are silly acting like a kid again or picking up and old hobby from long time ago. But that is not true.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>You need to make time. Forget about your worries, and that the people might say your wasting time if you take up a hobby.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>What is it that makes you special? The things you love to do when you are still kid, or maybe pick a new hobby. Dancing maybe?, Watching old movies or reading mystery novels? Have a knack for decorating on a budget? Love to sing ---- or thinki you might?</strong></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNl4KT2skkGWH_lBR-_-yE3RFl_GCkro3ljbub2_X-GlzHJz0COQgdXWXNeO-QOg05cVhzqxykIwPESkbemKLsBSlcAeCLA7BR_uAB-jGzSmjB8mikAlAkhGwxb3wc_tlooekFtlbvOzZk/s1600-h/RWF00014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272454551113061106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNl4KT2skkGWH_lBR-_-yE3RFl_GCkro3ljbub2_X-GlzHJz0COQgdXWXNeO-QOg05cVhzqxykIwPESkbemKLsBSlcAeCLA7BR_uAB-jGzSmjB8mikAlAkhGwxb3wc_tlooekFtlbvOzZk/s320/RWF00014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Go ahead and enjoy it! It doesn't matter what you do; a hobby is anything enjoyable that allows you to chill out and embrace your creative side.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>So staring today, take on a new hobby or pick up your old one,even if it means putting aside an hour or two a week to spend to get it. Get a friend or your children r especially your spouse involved, or just enjoy your new found "me" time.</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>It'll be worth for you and you might meet some new people, make new crafts ---and you'll efinitely discover a new side of your self. The clock is ticking!</strong></div>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-65882862712283395222008-11-20T22:22:00.000-08:002008-11-20T22:49:28.570-08:00What is Life to us?<strong>Think about this . . .</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>There's a bridge. It weights 200 kg and it's the wieght it can only carry. If any thing that passes through it the weights more than 200 kg, it will collapse. Then came a man/woman who weights 190 kg. but he is carrying 3 boxes and each boxes weights 3.5 kg. If you add the weight of the person and the weights of the 3 boxes it is more than 200 kg. If you are that man/woman, what will you do to cross the bridge bringing those 3 very very important boxes without letting the bridge collapse?</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Answer: We should know how to juggle. Focus on the catching not on the throwing in order to be success in passing the bridge. In the story the bridge represents our Life and the 3 very important boxes represent our joy/happiness, our sorrows/lost, and our success and achievements. These three things have always been a part of our lives so we consider it very important. We should keep on juggling these things, as we are passing through our life and that we should focus in cathing as we juggle in order to easily throw it and catch the next thing. So life will be easy for us because as we learn how to juggle this things we can't feel the weight. Sometimes we get to feel things are so tough, we stop juggling and we fall together with our bridges. So keep Juggling and have strength and Faith.</strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-24589462506006466142008-11-18T21:54:00.000-08:002008-11-18T22:13:20.622-08:00Be More CaringAs mom and wife, we have so many challenges to face to make us a better wife and mom. We tend to research to know what to do to show of caring for the family member especially hubby. One way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but of course we will want to serve something delicious, but make sure it is safe. One way of making them feel you care for them is to serve them something delicious and rich with minerals especially for the brain and you can tell them how good it is for their brains especially if hubby's having porblems with memory gaps or also your kids and they'll probably always think who's the best wife and mom in the world. If hubby won't like a food you'll always have the options to what kind of food are you going t serve him. Just make him understand too that you're doing it for his health and add it up with some sweet words.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Food for the brain</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><em>Fish:</em> The original "brain food" contains lots of omega- 3 fatty acids and fish oils, especially like cold water fish like salmon and cod. Omega-3s are beneficial in a number of ways, includin promoting neuronal growth, improved cholesterol and fortification of myelin sheaths, which facilitate communication between neurons. If hubby doesn't like fish then you can go to the next choice.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><em>Vegetables:</em> This is great source of antioxidants, which may reduce risk of developing cognitive impairment by diminishing oxidative stress. Spinach, Brussels sprouts, broccoli and cauliflower are among the top candidates. </strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><em><strong>Fruits:</strong></em> <strong>Like vegetables, fruits are rich in antioxidants. However, fruit tastes better. Some of your healtiest options are blueberries, papayas, blackberries, cranberries, strawberries, plums, avocados, oranges, red grapes, red bell peppers, cherries and kiwis.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><em>Water:</em> Be sure to get enough to keep your body and brain hydrated. Dehydration can cause a headache now, and can lead to long-term neuronal damage sustained from elevated stress hormones.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><em>Chocolates:</em> Last (and arguably least benefecial) are cocoa beans, which contain the flavonal epicatechin and antioxidants. Dark chocolate us best, and avoid candy bars with lots of added sugars. Also, recent research suggest that chocolate can improve memory.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>A complete and balanced diet is probably the soundest advice, but some specific types of foods are especially good for brain health. The aforementioned are few of the best.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><em><a href="http://friendster.com/chocomocha">Friendster</a></em></strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-21066185817628639932008-11-14T23:14:00.000-08:002008-11-14T23:35:04.492-08:00Health is Wealth<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Energy Boosters</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Daily Exercise is already a part of our Living and for taking care of our Health as our health is one of the most important things to be taken care of. Exercise is a way of giving our self enough energy but we also need to take a little energy booster before and after exercise. This is one fitness tip you will like.</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Exercise is hard work. When you're grabbing a snack before or after you workout, remember to pick something that's healthy. By eating something non-fattening, you aviod putting back the calories you've just burned! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Some options are veggies,fruit, cheese stciks,low-fat cottage cheese or yogurt, a piece of toast or some whole-grain breakfast cereal, and a piece of pita with hummus or bean dip.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">These are all smart, low calorie ways to replenish energy. Make the dips and spreads at home so you can control the salt content. Remember to stay hydrated, too. Water is always the best choice, so drink plenty of water before and after you work out. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">If you need something with a little more substance to keep you going, try a glass of skim milk. It has the nutrients you need, but it doesn't have all the sugar you'll find in those fluorescent-colored energy drinks. Now , thats the way to hydrate!</span></strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-50569619480718664422008-11-12T20:56:00.000-08:002008-11-12T22:01:38.614-08:00"Neighborhood"Have you tried to have a neighbor that treats other like not a neighbor? Or are you like this, well here is a small story to share and think of it.<br /><br />On the first months of moving to a new place in Loving Street. The couple Lis and Charisse are very known for their kindness. Luis treated everyone of his neighbors, friendly and kindly and always give a smile and say hi to anyone he sees. Same as his wife too. Their house is always open to everyone they know and on their nieghbors and to the poor ones especially when they have occasions. But as time goes by the nieghbors have seen they are changing and their true color have revealed. The couple started to choose who to talk and invite to their house then until they put a big huge gate around their house and a dog so no one can go easily inside their house place. If someone goes to ask for help and assistance they snub them and get to talk back behind some of them. Then they seem to act like they are the owner of the street. With that time came that no one of their neighbor like's to talk or be nice to them but they seem not caring for it as they think less of them.<br />Till one day while the couple are at their work duty and their kids at school. No one was left at home, their was a sudden fire from their house that burns and eat their house and because they have huge gate arround the fire did not affect any other houses on neighbor's. The couple got home shocked and crying for help and for feeling so bad of loosing a house. No one of their neighbor's have helped them nor joined them in their grief. With that the couple realized that it's not really good of not having neighbors and treating them bad. No man is an island.Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-79203692827004442522008-11-11T22:20:00.000-08:002008-11-11T22:34:54.387-08:00" What I did yesterday and Today "Yesterday was more of doing chores at home. My husband went to a friend's birthday party so we didn't talked on chat. I did a little thing to get busy. I went over to my friends store and we decide to make a dessert. Mmmm and it's one of my favorite dessert. Everyone knows of it. It's called Mango Float. It's so easy to make and was having fun making it. Mira, my friend just decide that I make it so they will taste my own mixture of it. Then was excited to put in the fridge but we have to wait till today for that. I just killed my excitement for a while so I can wait and went to a person I know who lend a help about my immigration problem and so I was for that but did not have much of achievements with that.<br /><br />But today it was more of having lot's of things to do. We went to that Immigration representative's house and I got at least his office number and I am ready to phone him anytime. I went to Mira before I go online to chat my husband and will feels excited again for my mango float so we decide to taste it and was so Happy they liked my recipe. Yes it really taste delicious and I am glad to know that I have a gift of it as I love cooking and I think cooking likes me. Now I'm off and readt to go to have my mango float. Yipeee... so I got to go guys... I am craving for my float. Woof Woof..!Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-49465714695822430562008-11-11T05:48:00.000-08:002008-11-11T22:09:41.896-08:00"Learnings to Share"<strong>Here are some question or a small quiz. You don't have to answer this just read it straight and get the point.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.</strong><br /><strong>2. Name the last five Academy Award for best actor and actress.</strong><br /><strong>3.Name the last five winners of Mr. Universe.</strong><br /><strong>4. Name the 20th President of the United States.</strong><br /><strong>5. Name the last decade's worth of WorldSeries winners.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>How did you find the Question? Hard isn't it?</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>The point is, none of us remember the headliner's of yesterday. These are second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Certificates and Plaques are buried with their owners.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Here is another quiz. See how you do on this one.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>1. List a few teacher's who aided your journey through school.</strong><br /><strong>2. Name 3 friends who have helped you and never leave you in your difficult times.</strong><br /><strong>3. Name five people who taught you something worthwhile.</strong><br /><strong>4. Think of a few people who have make you feel appreciated and special.</strong><br /><strong>5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Easier?</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>The Lesson. The people who make a difference in your life are not the one's with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones that care's. You can do it for you to be remembered too. The most important in this life is not the achievements and success we have fulfilled by our selves but how much happiness and memories we have fulfilled with the people close to us that until your death you can bring it, the nice happy memories and you'll leave them something to remind them of you always and keep you in their hearts.</strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-10379082012443673982008-11-09T20:13:00.000-08:002008-11-09T21:36:48.181-08:00"Happy for the Miss Earth 2008 "<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajq6tkrD_flJlSoB42prJL1lT-qVY5oJsM49HN10T0cRotks-UHk7GXkNHi1WTLTZQ4-kozj4xzko98-1gD_LC79KFmGePukYQ1CxoQyaDaH_JrOgGssfHnM6Zt4UAWjSlaWwEu8ktJEK/s1600-h/Karla+Paula+Henry.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajq6tkrD_flJlSoB42prJL1lT-qVY5oJsM49HN10T0cRotks-UHk7GXkNHi1WTLTZQ4-kozj4xzko98-1gD_LC79KFmGePukYQ1CxoQyaDaH_JrOgGssfHnM6Zt4UAWjSlaWwEu8ktJEK/s320/Karla+Paula+Henry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266880283525276338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Congratulations to the Miss Earth 2008 winner. Miss Earth- Philippines. It is a pride for us Filipinos for the Victorious winning of our country's representative. I watched the prestigious pageant last night and the competition was really a tension for the candidates and also for the viewers. It was really a deserving crown for Miss Philippines because her beauty and concerns fits to be the Miss Earth 2008.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4TP2G4tYNlZDGJw58qyVvjEAXB1t7M9NmYGttwyqcNUlShcn_l7rgZ7HICaQLI7wtukMOyxEFY0HPlWWsLPHjFxZKulJjegQpX-6pApRUbi8QdiESn9-57ZWEbGYYqfdoKF23pxvuvMD/s1600-h/cebu1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4TP2G4tYNlZDGJw58qyVvjEAXB1t7M9NmYGttwyqcNUlShcn_l7rgZ7HICaQLI7wtukMOyxEFY0HPlWWsLPHjFxZKulJjegQpX-6pApRUbi8QdiESn9-57ZWEbGYYqfdoKF23pxvuvMD/s320/cebu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266895077798340370" border="0" /></a>Miss Earth 2008 is Karla Paula Henry and she is from Cebu which happens to be my birthplace too. So I was so happy when she was crowned as the new Miss Earth 2008, another victory for all of us Pinoy and once again we proved that we are strong and that we can go far, we can do what they can. Mabuhay ang Pilipino!Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-51716101247520112202008-11-08T23:15:00.000-08:002008-11-09T00:07:27.954-08:00"The Things That Makes a Woman Beautiful"<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>What makes a woman beautiful?</strong></span><br /><br />A truly beautiful woman is physically appealing. Not all women are gifted with perfection of physical features, but fortunately, this is not the only prerequisite for beauty. Women tend to take a critical look at theirr individual features and flaws and feel this is what makes then attractive or not, whereas a man tend to look at overall impression a woman creates.<br />What a woman does with what she has is very important in making herself attractive. Physical beauty is really within the reach of any woman.<br /><br />- Good Health makea a woman attractive. It adds more color to the face and skin and helps produce more energy. The most influential factor in a woman's physical beauty is her health. When a woman is healthy, she has an attractive glow about her. So, she need to have a good diet, enough rest and regular exercise.<br /><br />- Another key factor osfwomanly beauty is looking feminine. A woman should look like a woman, not a man. A woman can achieve this through her dress and hair style. Although she may have a short hair, she can still look feminine with the way she uses accesories. A physically attractive woman is also one who dresses modestly. A woman's body is designed to be attractive and arousing to men, and when a woman is revealing too much of herself in public, she is stirring up the wrong kind of feelings and will attract the wrong kind of attention. A truly beautiful woman aims for respect in the way she dresses.<br /><br />- Inner beauty is important. The many inner qualities include kindness, and graciousness. She is also kind and gentle, thoughful, and unselfish.<br /><br /><strong><em>So, Are you Beautiful?</em></strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-56989424818821513582008-11-04T22:32:00.000-08:002008-11-04T22:41:07.711-08:00" Kamunggay Soup Recipe "<strong><em>Ingredients:</em></strong><span style="font-size:85%;"> <strong>30pcs. young and tender kamaunggay fruits; 1 chiken sliced into serving pieaces; 8 cloves garlic, chopped; 2 medium size tomatoes, chopped; 8 pieces sliced spring onions; chiken broth.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></strong><br /><strong><em>Procedure:</em> <span style="font-size:85%;">Scrape off skin from the kamunggay fruits. Boil in three cups of water for five minutes. Sliced fruits in half lengthwise. Scrape off the meat. Discard the shells and place the pulp into the chicken broth. Remove chicken skin and marinate meat with salt and pepper. Add to broth. Cook till tender. Add sliced spring onions and other ingredients. Granish with kamunggay leaves.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Mommy's you can try this on at home. It's so easy to cook. Serve hubby a Filipino style food that will surely warm his tummy especially when he is sick. He will surely give you a big kiss for the thoughtfulness. Mwaaahhhh! Love it!</span></strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-39786302364868700412008-11-03T22:13:00.000-08:002008-11-03T22:33:11.633-08:00" I joined a new Group Today "<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopJYqG-_84iMk6HqXmSXy7rNjCYQhHFzCnp4X0ih_VMe-nCdU5XKfMKZ-P4rpGX7aTLaBHW8KjmTzCrv9c5QKph9DPQqKfq-6AzN345DascESgqfIHJy-SaWX9rmmqrQ8Spzbyz0d6Cea/s1600-h/mylot-48.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264686229353356594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 48px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopJYqG-_84iMk6HqXmSXy7rNjCYQhHFzCnp4X0ih_VMe-nCdU5XKfMKZ-P4rpGX7aTLaBHW8KjmTzCrv9c5QKph9DPQqKfq-6AzN345DascESgqfIHJy-SaWX9rmmqrQ8Spzbyz0d6Cea/s320/mylot-48.gif" border="0" /></a><strong>I just sign up on a website, the website is mylot, I am still learning and surfing on the site, it's a group discussion site which is for me is nice. I can put disccusions and comments from friends discussions, not only that I can meet new friends and I can learn from them on their discussions. I bet this a fun site and it is interesting too, because it is said you will earn from your discussions and participation. I see lot's are joining on it, but I don't know if the earing is true but if it do then it will be great. I don't have a job so I guess this will be a good thing to start to help a bit to my husband. If it really is an earning site, I hope so.</strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-36375166774805458362008-11-02T21:48:00.001-08:002008-11-02T23:11:58.098-08:00" I TOOK A GHOST FOR A RIDE "<strong>Halloween is one of the years time to talk about scary issues. Several people talk about their real</strong> <strong>scary experience of seeing a ghost. I would like to share a story, just a scary experience. Hahahaha! enjoy reading. Note: the name of the character and the name of paces are only an invented name.</strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Rick is driving on his motorcycle and is on his way to fetch his wife from work. It is a cold night and he is hurrying not to be late for her wife's expected time for him to get her. Rick look at his watch it is 10:40 pm and he has 20 minutes drive to get there. His wife's gonna be off from work at 11 pm. While driving his enjoying his self looking at the buildings and the road of Bilar City. There's not so much vehicle around already. Telling him it is getting late. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">He keeps enjoying looking until he pass into the bridge. It is getting darker and the bulding he was just looking earlier become trees and the vehicle noises become noises of creatures at night. It is a street called Malabuyok Street where he has to pass to reach his wife's work place. He drived miles from the bridge when suddenly he saw a woman walking hurriedly and look scared. He drive slowly until the both meet. "Miss why are you in a hurry?" he asked. The woman look at him. "Can you give me a ride please?". " I need to get home soon". the woman replied. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">He felt wierd as he finds himself driving for the girl to where she wants to go and now they are going back to Bilar City. He just had a thought why he didn't and can't say No to her and continue his ride but then for a second thought he decided to ignore it and just think to give help and will just be more hurry after.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">"Where do you live Miss?". he asked. "By the city in a Street called Torta Street near the first mall from the bridge.", the woman replied. Rick did not help his self to ask the woman about being to the dark place and what's she's doing over there. " I came from my work just next to that street and not to far from there, but yes there was no vehicles around so I decided to walk fast until I get passed to the bridge so from there I will just take a ride, thank God you came because I feel scared at that dark street." the woman replied. Rick smile and ask her name, her name is Marissa and he also introduce his self to her and then tell her to hold tight because they are going to be more faster and told her that he needs to get his wife from work after. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">When they get closer to the bridge Rick's mind is playing again and the silence and peaceful of Marissa makes him want to check her by looking at the side mirror of his bike. He almost loose his driving control as he looked up the mirror but he tried to calm his self and then look again at the mirror. He felt strange because at his first look at Marissa, he saw a broken face, lots of blood and wounds on it and he felt all his hair are standing up but he just convinced his self that maybe it was just a false image because he has not seen it anymore when he looked up again. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Still he feel a bit uneasy for that but he tried to hide it so Marissa will not noticed it. In a way of loosing the feeling he began to sing. "Are you a singer Rick? You have a good voice", at last Marissa talked. " Not that much but I like singing", Rick replied. " Well can I request one more to you then?, she asked. "Huh?" Rick get confused. " Can you sing for me tomorrow in the church?", Marissa requested. "Whats the occasion?". Rick wanted to know. " It's my special occasion tomorrow and I like you to sing my favorite song". "Your Wedding Day?" Rick asked. "You'll find out by tommorow, I will give you the church address or I will give you my invitation card when we get to my place that will be a good idea", "Please sing the song for me", Marissa asked him again. Strange again without thinking he just say Yes to her and he really start to feel weird from that.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">"Just please turn left and we are here". They stop and Marissa told him to wait for she will get the invitation from the house she pointed miles from the street but he can see it. He look at Marissa while walking to the house and like a bubble she disappeared. He was shock and confused with that but think maybe it is because the place is dark. He waited for minutes but the girl did not come back. Rick start to think again of the weird things he just had with the girl. Why of all she asked she can't say No when he is in a hurry to get his wife, but something is commanding him to follow her. The scary face he saw on his side mirror, the broken face and the bloods and the one he just saw, the woman just disappeared. He just remember his wife. He felt bad that the time is past 11 pm and he is sure that his wife is really mad at him for not showing up there. He thought he will just maybe go and not wait but he felt guilt for that. He keep looking at the house, he felt more strange when he more notice but did not earlier that it looks very bright over there and seems there are some people.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">He just find his self again walking to the house. He think that maybe he will just go and get the invitation to Marissa's house. As he gets closer and closer to the house, his heart start beating fast and he feel scared thinking how could it be that there is a funeral at the house where Marissa went and she didn't mention it. He reach the house, and saw the people being busy around, some playing cards and some talking. A guy saw his presence and came over to him to ask. "May I help you sir, I saw you from the street for minutes is there someone you want from here?", the guy asked. " I am looking for a woman, who had a ride on my bike, she went to this house to get an invitation card for me for tomorrow's occasion", Rick told the guy. The guy looked funny at him. " We here, didn't saw you with someone else when you stop by the street". Rick feel confused and then convinced the guy that he really was with someone and that the woman went to the house." Okay do you know what's her name then?" The guy asked. " Her name is Marissa", rick replied. The guy's eyes went big and look shock and for a while he look like that and then he asked Rick to go with him inside the house. The guy stand beside the coffin and said. " Is this the woman you were looking for?" said the guy. Rick felt cold like he has been poured with a bunch of ice and he can't even move when he looked at the coffin and see who's in there. It was the woman who he was with on his motor bike, the woman who asked him to give her a ride and the one who asked him to sing for her occasion. It's Marissa! Everything weird that he felt earlier has given an answer. The scary face he saw, her fast diappearance and why he can't say no to everything. He feel so cold, and shock from all of it. "She died from hit and run in Malabuyok Street"' the guy told Rick. " That is where we met", Rick replied. The guy introduced his self as Marissa's brother.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Rick is not himself as he drives home. His mind is flewing back to the place where he met Marissa and all the things he had with her. He find it hard to believe he just took a ghost for a ride home and is even requesting him to sing for her special occasion and that is a Funeral Occasion. He had mix feelings from it. As he arrives home, his wife was there waiting and he told him all that he has experienced as he tried to get her wife. Her wife too couldn't believe it but it happened.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Rick was holding the mic and sing the song with feelings. He rendered the song to Marissa and while he sang it. He can't help but fall his tears off from his eyes. Wishing for her to rest in peace.</span></strong>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-20212840654164272522008-11-02T00:41:00.000-07:002008-11-02T01:11:57.989-07:00"All Saints Day and All Souls Day"<div align="center"><strong>Do we know what all Saints Day and All Souls Day all about?</strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>We are celebrating All Saints Day and All Souls Day. It's a Catholic Celebration happens in November 1 and 2. It is intented for the Saints and the Souls. For Catholic Faithfuls we are also involve to it too. How? By Praying. Our Prayer's is indeed a help and plays a big role during this two special days. On All Saints day we used to give prayers to the Saints to help us in our intentions. It is the day we also give thanks and praise for the Saints and their good deeds here in earth. All Souls Day is remembering our love one who has left to join our creator. To pray for their souls, for their eternal peace and mercy for the sins they did. It is our help for them. As catholics we believe that by our prayer's we can give them help to release them on their suffering in purgatory and the more we pray for them the they can get a step in the stairways to heaven.</strong><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVU0sryMlkpRibvhQEzqD2uGT0DlCzp62JMC2apOk6ObzQ99jClR1oDdz1cAbgDo3cSVykNlrRqBps3hsdP4RTueL8ydvNk2mYZYuF-KAOnwu05QQtp104B3OEkU44F9Rh8s8Y4c-e2FCY/s1600-h/1967_19_19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263967831872401954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVU0sryMlkpRibvhQEzqD2uGT0DlCzp62JMC2apOk6ObzQ99jClR1oDdz1cAbgDo3cSVykNlrRqBps3hsdP4RTueL8ydvNk2mYZYuF-KAOnwu05QQtp104B3OEkU44F9Rh8s8Y4c-e2FCY/s320/1967_19_19.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><strong>All Saints Day, are the those who have perfect communion with God in Heaven.</strong><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8T5kYAhLw9VPpd69vRtxAyRy0OAnJqFJU9Ld430jfkyHQVltG4X5daxYCGjfaOoxF9FIEFEGxPDMFMFc4eUzoVi1npCtRj28nC0WbB4sfxAMGg8pzwB4giqp_k_XFb7URtoMUZtpSCS_d/s1600-h/giaquinto001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263968040814894354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8T5kYAhLw9VPpd69vRtxAyRy0OAnJqFJU9Ld430jfkyHQVltG4X5daxYCGjfaOoxF9FIEFEGxPDMFMFc4eUzoVi1npCtRj28nC0WbB4sfxAMGg8pzwB4giqp_k_XFb7URtoMUZtpSCS_d/s320/giaquinto001.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> <strong><em>All Souls Day, are those who suffer intense pain in purgatory of longing for God.</em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Pray for the Souls, Help save Souls. For they will Pray for us too when they get in heaven. </strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Have a Prayerful Day!!</strong></p>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-83095965289133610522008-11-02T00:09:00.000-07:002008-11-02T00:39:45.604-07:00" Picture's and Halloween Day "<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPWYC5dsKG6eVmgdO_qI0eURXzSug7udNZTPbLxC2H0kcVgziJ53yZ3_M9KgYzoZBNCNRA0IipITKfYkgt_yc_DTWy2BBZDZ6f6Xr8ZKfagtWv3dQAhbfYElSWM8ebFMFvi3e-c84CESo_/s1600-h/james+b-day+and+fundraiser+and+halloween+2008+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263955948209708786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPWYC5dsKG6eVmgdO_qI0eURXzSug7udNZTPbLxC2H0kcVgziJ53yZ3_M9KgYzoZBNCNRA0IipITKfYkgt_yc_DTWy2BBZDZ6f6Xr8ZKfagtWv3dQAhbfYElSWM8ebFMFvi3e-c84CESo_/s320/james+b-day+and+fundraiser+and+halloween+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>This picture was taken during, James birthday party. James himself (on the right). My husband's mom (back at the right) and My husband's friends, Judy and Terry (both left).</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUWAXypKq0_n4KgpPYcajkmWJ2hV2VYw1uqQ8t6YVdLpu4oorg_k37VKxvECusQJhGvXtu-cSuL-JxgSFzEQYyWrtvSFko62o8czCQQAmVOP6kA8HKNSEX5ISmkEkwRuylYJQP8vLDPXI9/s1600-h/james+b-day+and+fundraiser+and+halloween+2008+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263956433850411698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUWAXypKq0_n4KgpPYcajkmWJ2hV2VYw1uqQ8t6YVdLpu4oorg_k37VKxvECusQJhGvXtu-cSuL-JxgSFzEQYyWrtvSFko62o8czCQQAmVOP6kA8HKNSEX5ISmkEkwRuylYJQP8vLDPXI9/s320/james+b-day+and+fundraiser+and+halloween+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>It's our daughter, Serenity on her spooky Halloween costume as a Skeleton. Holding her candy bag, she is so excited for her candy colleting. Dad's coming with her to collect lot's of candies. Hey! don't forget my chocolates!</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyprgD4ITqL50gSKwO6Z_0piO3GC1GOwXWMckHQHrHEgMcok41Yt28kenZodhJlJK-7O2Fq7-s9npwVrJOmuw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p><strong>This is a Halloween decoration, taken by my husband at his nieghbors garden. </strong></p>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-51609394768147321342008-10-31T04:25:00.002-07:002008-10-31T23:25:50.919-07:00"It's Halloween"<strong></strong><a href="http://74.50.124.205/image/images_full/129554385r129554386.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 208px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://74.50.124.205/image/images_full/129554385r129554386.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>It's Halloween Folks! I am sure everybody has their spooky costume prepared already and getting ready for the party!!! I hope you guys will have a good Halloween party night. Well I am sure most of here are on the kind of Halloween Tradition. To Wear scary or funny costumes, kids bring candy bags and go to nieghbor's houses to collect candies and chocolates. That sounds yummy mmmmmmmm! I told my husband that when I get to Canada I would like to be like the kids and go to neighbors to collect my chocolates during Halloweens, hehehe well maybe it won't be easy for them to guess I'm no kid anymore because I'm too cute, yikes! My hubby just laugh at me, but I will really want my chocolate too. Chocolates! Just hearing that makes me drool and wish so much it happens here too. Can only wish that for now, to also experience a Halloween. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>It's Halloween here too in Philippines but people here have more different tradition to do during this days. I know some that are aware and Filipinos here knows the tradition. Soon its going to be November here and 1 and 2 is a special day for us. It's the All Saints Day and The All Souls Day and everybody here is preparing for what we call "UNDAS". </strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzUPpG2ZuveA6urAxAlfcmUDMfAlWY8TjN5kV4k1B0Fn2gus8Hg77ogoNkZZJ_4NqjQgPJoVyhD-DuwCnOfxak8R_O9cE145k73r58xw8FVlBi_-LWBEonRUSaUcCVN1cjco5cWBfySeuc/s1600-h/undas2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263291777815042354" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzUPpG2ZuveA6urAxAlfcmUDMfAlWY8TjN5kV4k1B0Fn2gus8Hg77ogoNkZZJ_4NqjQgPJoVyhD-DuwCnOfxak8R_O9cE145k73r58xw8FVlBi_-LWBEonRUSaUcCVN1cjco5cWBfySeuc/s320/undas2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji616Ej8PBFgenXEdDl_gAf5AfRMaSpboGjWwwk4vduHqxw7JrknlnQHiJHVnr_A8JvfRTbzCEl4BiXLTIHEBzq00ThWXNPkbRplgxHcpwWi-WiC7cMBBSOrhUaB-e34ystGWhNsPq85V0/s1600-h/undas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263286249576491986" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 312px; height: 208px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji616Ej8PBFgenXEdDl_gAf5AfRMaSpboGjWwwk4vduHqxw7JrknlnQHiJHVnr_A8JvfRTbzCEl4BiXLTIHEBzq00ThWXNPkbRplgxHcpwWi-WiC7cMBBSOrhUaB-e34ystGWhNsPq85V0/s320/undas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Undas, is a Filipino tradition where Filipinos spend time in cemetery to stay at their dead love one's. It's our way of remembering the people we love, our family, relatives and friends who already left us to join our creator. It is a way to show love and care for them even if they are already dead by bringing candles to lit up, flowers and masses to offer most of all a Prayer for their souls for peace and life everlasting. Undas is like a yearly tasks for all Filipinos. Some prepare for an overnight stay at cemetery, some visit and stay couple of hours and go home and goes back. </strong></p><br /><p><strong>Everyone is as excited as having Halloween too since it is one of biggest event in the country. For some families and relatives, it is the day for them to have the family gather back together, like a reunion. To see friends and relatives or family member who has been away from them or from home. Some people who work on the other places spend this time to go home just to visit the lost love one. It brings back happy memories, for them and for their love one. It is really a day that for a while a peaceful cemetery will turn out to be a fun and loud day/night. Families and friends gather around, and they talk and have some fun time together. </strong></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKG1co5vC4uxAMpC5k3jkL8yEkZDNdHYZZZUZwsN8JQtBz-fR06CAQcvmGawBWr09gCtE5IDA1BudAueNp09ULAvgnyVC-KlJNfsxK-Kh86FusMu1volPq_WwKaRB1-5vxBC_2MKT0oEA7/s1600-h/family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263293200529030178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 256px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKG1co5vC4uxAMpC5k3jkL8yEkZDNdHYZZZUZwsN8JQtBz-fR06CAQcvmGawBWr09gCtE5IDA1BudAueNp09ULAvgnyVC-KlJNfsxK-Kh86FusMu1volPq_WwKaRB1-5vxBC_2MKT0oEA7/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Some here too, do the wearing of costumes and some do halloween night at cemetery and some, like this times to be talk about ghost and scary stuff. It's a choice of you of how you will make your "UNDAS" worthwhile but the most important thing for us is the moment of Sprituality. The moment to talk to the loveone you missed, to give prayers and to remember the Good things and memories they have left to us. To everybody and to all celebrating UNDAS, have a spiritual moment with your loveone. </strong><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong>To all Ghost and Scary Character..............</strong><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXm_dC0K44n1DYhSnYvrzFvFOQastUCXJNOHV_BGafECx742Y9tQegxtN7eQ6hGROn1Hu4VUVfoYEWWo3j2p-aGq1RmgeN40ivUT3tGCGKam5HPdc1AcQnlGlXjiOasEFsyJs0TxfjIv0/s1600-h/me.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263303556763251266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 210px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEXm_dC0K44n1DYhSnYvrzFvFOQastUCXJNOHV_BGafECx742Y9tQegxtN7eQ6hGROn1Hu4VUVfoYEWWo3j2p-aGq1RmgeN40ivUT3tGCGKam5HPdc1AcQnlGlXjiOasEFsyJs0TxfjIv0/s320/me.bmp" border="0" /></a>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-59529413047494928032008-10-29T21:45:00.000-07:002008-10-29T22:41:46.580-07:00"Reminiscing the Day We Become One"<strong></strong> It's been over a year since we got married. Hmmm maybe exactly a year and 9 months. It seems long now since that day, but how long it was never makes me forget that Day. It will always be the greatest day of all the days in my life. The day when we become one. Husband and Wife.<br /><br />How is my love before and now? It's as simple as saying, My Love is growing deeper as the days are passing by. I love you more today than yesterday, but it means a lot for me, it says a lot to him. I know my husband feels the same. I can see right in his eyes and I know our love will grow more, for more days, months and years to come and though for now we are still waiting to start a real family life. We still remain as who are we are, and showed love more to each other. The distance never stop us from believing, from hoping, to sharing, to stay happy and stay in LOVE. NO matter what, we will fight for our Love, knowing that someday everything will end for us having each other and to find each self on each other's arms. Anyway's this is another thing to share with you guys and friends. A very special event in our life. Our Wedding Day.<br /><br /><br />Our Wedding day is something we always remember and never forget and I know all other couples does and feels the same. I would like to share this special moment of my life to you all. For me it was a different, happy, funny and romantic wedding I have had in my life. I always love coming and coming back to this memory. It's not so much of photo but it shows the Love, Happiness, and Fun we had on our Wedding day.... So Everybody sit back and relax....Here we go...<br /><br /><br />MY WEDDING DAY <br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-65.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=72057594048002149&site=widget-65.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=72057594048002149&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-65.slide.com/p1/72057594048002149/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=72057594048002149&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-65.slide.com/p2/72057594048002149/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=72057594048002149&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-65.slide.com/p4/72057594048002149/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><br /><br />For me that was so great and lovely. A wedding I will truly cherish forever. A happiness to stay always. A person to have beside you in ups and downs. A love to keep in our hearts FOREVER....... Thanks for your time of reading my blog...Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-37559753858519756262008-10-29T02:54:00.001-07:002008-10-29T02:54:39.149-07:00New SpringWidget<!-- SpringWidgets | RSS Reader (#23) | Blogger | Generated on 10/29/2008 --><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowNetworking="all" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" height="318" width="250" id="springwidgets_23" align="middle" data="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=RSS Reader.sbw" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0"><param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><param name="movie" value="http://downloads.thespringbox.com/web/wrapper.php?file=RSS Reader.sbw" /><param name="flashvars" value="param_param=http://feedproxy.google.com/BusinessOpportunitiesWeblog|¶m_style_borderColor=0x000000¶m_style_brandUrl=¶m_compactView=false¶m_blurbLength=512" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /><param name="bgColor" value="0x000000" /></object><div style="font:11px/12px arial;width:250px;"><a href="http://www.springwidgets.com/widgets/view/23/?param_param=http://feedproxy.google.com/BusinessOpportunitiesWeblog|¶m_style_borderColor=0x000000¶m_style_brandUrl=¶m_compactView=false¶m_blurbLength=512&width=250&height=300" target="_blank">Get this widget!</a></div><div><div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; -x-system-font: none;">Visit the <a href="http://www.springwidgets.com" target="_blank">Widget</a> <a href="http://www.springwidgets.com/widgets" target="_blank">Gallery</a></div></div>Jessie janicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08244350498565265559noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3060613706509702479.post-45245124997726942832008-10-26T23:47:00.000-07:002014-06-28T22:19:34.609-07:00"Experience Bohol, Experience a Wonder of Nature"<div align="center">
There is a new World campaign and I am sure everybody knows about it. It's the New 7 Wonders of Nature, I am sure this is a tough campaign because the nominees are really such a wonder. It is a privilage that our country Philippines is one of the nominees of the 7 wonders. We have 3 nominees and I hope all of filipinos will vote for our very own wonderful natures. I already voted my nominees for this and for everyone who has not yet voted you can go to vote by following this link <a href="http://www.new7wonders.com/">http://www.new7wonders.com/</a> ....<br />
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It was a really nice moment to have a time to see one of our very own wonders. It was a privilage for me and my husband to go and see and be amaze at this very nice place. It was more ever perfect to be here being with my someone special.<br />
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Yes. What I am talking about is the known Chocolate Hills in Bohol. A wonder to see, and experience it's relaxing and breathtaking view from a top of a hill manage by the governtment in Bohol. To view this wonderful place, it only cost you 25 pesos for entrance fee and you can enjoy staring at this amazing hills and it's fresh air that relaxes you. Being on a place like this, makes you feel and think you are in the top of your dreams, where you have enjoyed and be happy having it. </div>
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You don't just see only the hills for a nice view to took pics for, there are also nice and amazing stuff right before you see the hills. You won't need to worry to stay long in here because the place is complete with amenities and stuff around.</div>
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<em>A little cave, entrance going to the top of the hill</em><br />
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<em>The stairways going up to the hill to view the Chocolate Hills. It's not that easy to go up but it's fun. You can do a little bit of excercise as you go up to the stairways.</em></div>
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<em>The Wishing Well at the top of the hill from where you view the Chocolate Hills. Make a Wish! Hope your wishes comes true.</em> <br />
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So those are the other nice spots you'll love on the place. So we now go on to our favorite part. The Photo taking with the Chocolate Hills. Hmmm, it's nice to get lot's of photo memories on a lovely place like this. You cannot just enjoy watching the lovely hills but also could make fun with it by taking amazing pics. We couldn't do such a nice pics and do some stunts without photographer's around there. They can give you a hand of your camera and on to your poses to have such beautiful pics and the stunts brings you so much fun. With a little tip for them, we got lovely photo's in exchange. With visitors who don't have cameras! Well! you can still put that big smile on your face and enjoy the stunts and lovely pics because the photographer it self took pics with their cameras and can get the photo's right away after. It's as fast as that!</div>
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<em>Stepping on a hill! It really look real but it's not. I just put my leg up a bit and splash!. What a lovely pic. </em><br />
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<em>Oh this is one of my Favorite stunt. It just looked like we are flying above the Chocolate Hills. Isn't it a lovely pic?</em><br />
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Did you enjoy the nice poses we have? It is more enjoying when you do it on your self or with your friends and someone special. It's not just that, here are more other nice and lovely poses we have and you can have too, when you a get a chance to visit on this place.</div>
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Those were the unforgettable experience we had in Bohol but of course it was not the end of experiencing the place. There were more interesting site on the place. Bohol is rich of Natural Habitats and you can see these only here in Bohol Philippines. What are these find out with these pics by scrolling down.</div>
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<em>This is called as A Man-made Forrest. A naturaly grown forrest for 56 years. Wow! Can you imagine how old these trees are?</em><br />
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<em>This is the view you'll see when you pass to Loboc and Bilar, when you go see Chocolate Hills. The man-made forrest stretching in a 2 km stretch of densely planted Mahogany trees.</em><br />
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This Forrest are also amazing, they look like big sentinels guarding the road. From the roots to the trunks and the leaves, gives a beauty to road and looking at them gives you the creeps and you'll really say Wow! Lovely!...........How was that look for you? There's more to see yet...</div>
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Have you seen the Philippine Tarsier? One of the smallest primates in the World?. I am sure some have seen it already, but It was one of my lovely experience in Bohol, to see a cute, adorable animal like Tarsier. It is one of endangered species in the Philippines, and are now taken cared on a sanctuary in Loboc, Bohol. It has a smooth hair, cute little face and big eyes. It also has a very long tail. It is said it is only active during night, so at the day they are quite and peace staying on one place. I so much loved and enjoyed looking at this cute species.</div>
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<em>The cute, Adorable Tarsier.</em><br />
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<em>Look how small it is... It's really cute, isnt it?</em> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ4W7jjyKuO9BC4llEEIREEw9pGGlTQzSl1sfFF3saLGKnbdp0AEdd1Tt38yhtieXLLI1V0zwQLM01HI0LulZZolGRmfgfU0FMOBpBiItidlq1ZfGFEtSoSh6UIdkaaRHrITdjSPSOnSWR/s1600-h/1_717911126l.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ4W7jjyKuO9BC4llEEIREEw9pGGlTQzSl1sfFF3saLGKnbdp0AEdd1Tt38yhtieXLLI1V0zwQLM01HI0LulZZolGRmfgfU0FMOBpBiItidlq1ZfGFEtSoSh6UIdkaaRHrITdjSPSOnSWR/s320/1_717911126l.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262085162764135954" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /> <div align="center">
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So did we enjoyed the great spots and views in Bohol?.....Of Course, we had so much fun, enough to make us have tummy noises... Hehehe Hungry of course, but well with the hunger we have, The fun did not stop. There are still more to see and to enjoy. <br />
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Our tour guide send us to a lovely, romantic lunch. It's eat all you can restaurant. What makes special about it? It's because it's on a little river cruise. While you are eating, you can enjoy watching, the view of the River, the trees and mountains and listen to the noises of the forrest. While floating in the river, the cruise itself has it small entertainment and fun for the customers. A little band that sings you a song while eating and also invites you to sing your piece and favorite song. Everyone really experience a fun afternoon and lunch at the cruise. To avail an eat all you can, you can choose cruise of your choice and pay 300 pesos per person, including the boat fare and you can have the lovely and enjoying lunch of your life.<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbwmrlAhNpnSrVaHlBiPHYpFzVjzhGiTdXC8cWYqCS6DfoTDar-mXRGmEJWHrIRDTuYUKPui5o_edZ0pXYdx1qNdzS2-tzxYXS5VLxSoHoC2TZQ0A9L60mXH5uiJK3_HgCdZnd6UdH5OH/s320/1_919391718l.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262086318646907410" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /> </div>
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<em>The Loboc River.</em></div>
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<em>The Loboc Cruise. Have fun on your lunch.</em> <br />
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<br /><br />That was an exciting lunch I had so far in my life. It was truly a memorable experience. It was special because I am with the man of my dreams, the love of my life and it just made it all Perfect. All that we had in Bohol are special things that I will and we will always remember for the rest of our lives. A truly lovely experience. A memorable moment of Love. The laughter we had shared, the smiles in our eyes we have showed, the Love of our hearts we have feel and the nice places we have seen. Makes the time worthwhile. Makes it all filled with love. Makes us had one of nicest time we had together as husband and wife. So if you had the chance, go and visit this nice place and make your time wothwhile and enjoy Life and wish you a Happy Trip. Experience Bohol, Experience the Wonder of Nature. To all filipinos please vote for the Chocolate Hills as one of the 7 Wonders of Nature.</div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Jesziel: My name is Jesziel, 20 years young. A young wife and a family oriented woman. I'm presently residing in Cebu Philippines but hopefully soon I will be living in Manitoba Canada with my husband, and to start the family life we have always wanted. I was married last January ,2007 and is now happily married to my husband Trevor LaForrest. I feel so much blessed in my life ever since he came and now I know my life will turn out perfectly and I will be strong enough to face the challenges in my life for I have someone beside me, for my strength, for a love to share..Forever</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmOhhJ38fjNU_Dw6o8KEepLZolRKhXLAFk6EBlhqtwLIe63TXNkbX5_uUcKWjYDXS3CtjsjlUhvT-T_sSSUhqlFfjpRN1xOl2cfnPNO1sppyFgifYdSx9NVhKRVlSLZLC9JN3oiHq_8WKL/s1600-h/465313r545046.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260602639376409778" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmOhhJ38fjNU_Dw6o8KEepLZolRKhXLAFk6EBlhqtwLIe63TXNkbX5_uUcKWjYDXS3CtjsjlUhvT-T_sSSUhqlFfjpRN1xOl2cfnPNO1sppyFgifYdSx9NVhKRVlSLZLC9JN3oiHq_8WKL/s320/465313r545046.jpg" style="display: block; height: 269px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-size: 85%;">Questioner: Oh I hope you are having a great marriage life, so what about your self? Stuff about you? Who and what are the qualities of a Jesziel? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Jesziel: ah well I am friendly, an easy outgoing person, sweet, funny, approachable,vulnerable and emotional. A kind of person having lots of dreams. I live and be what my imaginations and dreams are. I tend to imagine good things and do it, to make other's happy as well as my self too. I love to joke and laugh at it. I love exploring things and to learn from it. I am friendly and I always love to meet new friends, though sometimes it made me think there is no true friend since most, I find my friends turn their backs on me, but I still have true friends who never leave me it's my family, parents and most of all my partner, my husband. I know too I will meet a lot of new people and new friends and somehow I know I will meet someone I can call true friend. It's just maybe now, friends are just something that are passing by me, but I know that when someone goes someone new will come. God closes one door but he always open another, so for that someone out there! I hope to meet you soon. I am also a vulnerable and emotional person, I get easily hurt with things, that aren't making me happy, I easily cry from it but I never feel to get mad and hate because of that. I get hurt for sometime but cope from it, because I more want to be a happy person. I think being vulnerable one makes me think I am a weak person and I don't want to look like that to other's specially to my partner and to our kids.</span></span></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjISH1MysanzZi6pQtftWtfgUtkq2Z7Jj-apZL7g6dhxLttyXiI930ZbpkN3cYMkJSZK-GsGeDHoUm1ParqolXaQx0MkvtJUnTqEq-g_mYZ-VoBr7edh5_7VENr673eZ69LkIjzE6M1Tpv2/s1600-h/1_992005698l.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261360909025613234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjISH1MysanzZi6pQtftWtfgUtkq2Z7Jj-apZL7g6dhxLttyXiI930ZbpkN3cYMkJSZK-GsGeDHoUm1ParqolXaQx0MkvtJUnTqEq-g_mYZ-VoBr7edh5_7VENr673eZ69LkIjzE6M1Tpv2/s320/1_992005698l.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a></span></span><span style="font-size: 85%;">Questioner: How or what are your beliefs in life or things in your Life? </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Jesziel: I believe that life should follow us what our savior had in his life. To become good and do good as much as possible, to sacrifice in somethings that we need and want to get, to love your neighbors as yourself, to feel what life has to be, the happy moments, the sad moments, the hardship, most of all to love with no conditions and reasons. I know sometimes because we are just human beings we do wrong things and mistake, and some of it change our life so much, but actually, you can't change the fact you have made mistake like bad mistakes, but you can't be just get of feeling weak or running away from it. The important of having mistakes is to know how to accept it, to face it and be sorry for it. It is where you can find true peace. For me I love my life and that even if we get ups and downs but it just makes us see how our life means. The things we need to learn and how worth things we have and let go. I believe in true love as I have experienced that myself. I believe that life will mean so much, not for the things we have achieve but to what we aspires to. Life will end perfectly with all the happy memories to left to our love ones and to those who know us. It's worth dying and be remembered and never be forgotten in people's heart. It's worth living to love and be love truly and share the love for eternity. There are so many people in this world who don't yet understand or not yet go deeply on their lives. So many who don't see yet the most important things in life or even not believe on it, but for me the most important thing in my life, is when I know how to love and how I learn from it, how I see my self willing to sacrifice for love, how it made me do good things for making someone happy, how it made me feel I am special and I always feel that I can be all the woman in the world, because I have become what I should become.<br /><br />Questioner: What are the dreams you want to be? To become... </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Jesziel: I have so many dreams, but really it never mean something like I want to become professional and powerful. I have simple dreams with me. I like to become a chef but maybe because I wanted to know how to cook. I wanted to write stories too or anything that could inspire someone, but not sure if the writing likes me hehehe but I'll try. But really at this point of my life all I dream about is to become a good wife, a good mother and a good daughter. I am just contented to dream to have a happy and peaceful life. To make my loveones happy, by working hard for them, to cherish them and to show how much I love them. So far that is my greatest dream in my life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Questioner: Well I think we are knowing enough stuff about you and we hoped to know more of you. So any message for all the other bloggers?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Jesziel: Yes and I want to say that I feel glad to have found this blog site and really have lots of expectations to this site. I hope to meet friends, to learn from their blogs, to share learnings and to explore. I will really be happy to share things about me and my life and my family life, especially the things I will go through and changes I will have as my life goes on. The up's and down's, the happiness and sorrows, in short everything about my life. I do hope too that by this blogging, I will give help and received help like pieces of advices from you guys out there and to have an internet relationship with you all. Nice meeting you all and you are very welcome to send me messages. Thank you....</span><br />
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