<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260</id><updated>2011-09-08T08:46:19.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random journal</title><subtitle type='html'>originally entitled "simula" and then realized, i have to change the title to its real purpose...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110761467532321553</id><published>2005-02-05T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T22:44:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from Paris (real life Barbie imitation)</title><content type='html'>Yes, the following is an excerpt from Paris Hilton book. I dont know but she really reminds me of a Barbie doll. Anyway, Im quite busy lately and not everything is turning out roses...and it's already February!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caught my attention..read: i cant wear very high heels..does it mean i can be an heiress?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you walk into a room and know you're the most exciting person in the room because...you are, then you're feeling like an heiress. All you need after that is a good handbag, a great pose, and very high heels, and you're on your way. (Long blond hair doesn't hurt, either.)&lt;br /&gt;MY INSTRUCTIONS ON HOW TO BE AN HEIRESS&lt;br /&gt;1. BE BORN INTO THE RIGHT FAMILY. Choose your chromosomes wisely. This may seem like ludicrous advice, but actually it isn't. If an heiress is in control of everything, why shouldn't she be in control of who she's born to? You know how everyone always says there are no accidents? Well, I believe you choose who you're born to. And if you do have the misfortune of being born into the wrong family, remember: No one has to know. Airing family laundry is definitely a big no-no for an heiress. You can always reinvent yourself and your lineage if you have to. Half of Park Avenue and Bel Air have. Lineage can be a state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;2. HAVE A GREAT NAME. If you are going to be an heiress, you can't have a normal name, unless you're British. All British people have plain names, and that works pretty well over there. But in America, you've got to have a name that stands out. I love my name. Paris is my favorite city. And Paris without the P is "heiress," isn't it? In sixth grade, people would make fun of me and call me "France" or "London." Well, I'm going to name my own daughter Paris! An heiress needs to have a glamorous — or a really cute — name. My sister Nicky's name is cute. An heiress's dog also needs to have a cute name. My teacup Chihuahua is named Tinkerbell, so she acts like a Tinkerbell. If you have a cute name, you will act cute. If you have a glam name, you will act glam. It's that simple. Future moms should make a note of that.&lt;br /&gt;3. HAVE ABSOLUTELY FLAWLESS SKIN, BUT DON'T FRET OVER IT. Pile makeup on and never, ever have a breakout. Perfect skin is a birthright, and it means you can never really take a bad photograph. No amount of junk food or Coca-Cola can change your skin. And if, God forbid, it does, have a great makeup artist standing by. It can't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;4. EAT ONLY FAST FOOD OR THE MOST FABULOUS FOOD. Greasy chips or perfect crab cakes. Cotton candy or caviar. Fast food or fois gras. French fries or black-pepper shrimp from the Ivy in L.A. Cheesy junk or expensive cheese. Being an heiress is all about extremes.&lt;br /&gt;5. DEVELOP A WAY OF ENTERING A ROOM THAT LOOKS ROYAL AND REGAL BUT NOT SNOBBY. Learn how to pose in an onslaught of flashing lights without blinking. (Note to celebrities: You can always improve.) Always know your best angle — for your body and your face — and work it. Study your own pictures and you'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;6. NEVER, EVER WAKE UP BEFORE TEN; NEVER GO TO BED BEFORE THREE. Normal hours are for normal people. You never want to be normal. Anyone can be normal. How boring. I'm yawning.&lt;br /&gt;7. ALWAYS TELL EVERYONE WHAT THEY WANT TO HEAR. Then do what you want. That way, no one ever gets mad at you. They get very confused, then blame it on themselves. If anyone confronts you, smile sweetly and act coyly. Particularly with guys. And bosses. Try not to have bosses if you can avoid them. Or have your manager deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;8. NEVER HAVE ONLY ONE CELL PHONE WHEN YOU CAN HAVE MANY. Lose one all the time. That way, if you haven't called someone back, you can blame it on the lost phone. It's very important to get a new model the minute it comes out. Nokias, Ericksons, Motorolas — those are the coolest. Always have at least two numbers: a friend line and a business line. If I feel like avoiding a call, I answer my phone in a phony British accent and say, "Hello, Paris Hilton's line," or something like that. I do that if I'm expecting a call from a guy I've changed my mind about and I don't want to have dinner with him anymore. Every woman has the right to change her mind from time to time; therefore heiresses have more of a right.&lt;br /&gt;9. NEVER WEAR THE SAME THING TWICE. This is particularly important if you're going to be photographed a lot, which I am. If you double up, people will think you have only one outfit — and that's annoying. And untrue.&lt;br /&gt;10. DON'T WEAR A DRESS THAT'S IN ALL THE MAGAZINES. That's for girls with no imagination who just buy what magazines tell them to buy. Look for the cool, unusual dress that no one else has the nerve to wear. Dare to be different. Dare to wear colors and prints. All the boring New York socialite girls wear black. Do you ever see a girl in a magazine wearing black? I don't think so. Don't run out and buy the bag of the moment or the dress of the moment. I like expensive things, but I like cheap things, too. I like anything that's cute and makes me happy. I haven't met too many clothes I didn't like — except black clothes.&lt;br /&gt;11. IF YOU'RE HAPPY, WEAR PINK. If you're depressed, wear black. Black is for people who don't want to have fun with clothes and who are always hiding — in other words, depressed. No one with a truly great body wears black, trust me. And if you really want to stand out and be confident, wear white.&lt;br /&gt;12. MAKE PLANS, PLANS, AND MORE PLANS. Invite everyone you know to come along. If there aren't enough hours in the day, don't worry, there will be. You live in a different time zone: Heiress Time.&lt;br /&gt;13. ACT DITZY. LOSE THINGS. It throws people off and makes them think you're "adorable," and less together than you really are.&lt;br /&gt;14. IF ALL ELSE FAILS, ACT BORED. Not boring. There's a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;15. PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION ARE OKAY, in limited amounts, but only with your serious boyfriend, because that's exactly what someone with a famous family name is NOT supposed to do. It makes other boys think you're dangerous, so they will all want you, too. Guys like women they're a little afraid of. No, make that a lot afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;16. ALWAYS HAVE A VERY BIG BODYGUARD. It intimidates guys. If a guy does have the nerve to approach you when your bodyguard is around, you know he's got to be pretty fearless. 17. ALWAYS HAVE A TAN. It looks like you've been in an exotic (i.e., expensive) place. It can never look fake, even if it is. Get the spray-on tan, so it doesn't get all over your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;18. CHANGE YOUR HAIRSTYLE ALL THE TIME. Everyone expects you to have the same hairstyle in every photo, and only dull people do that. Tell everyone you're wearing hair extensions even if you aren't, because they don't expect you to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;19. NEVER DRINK DIET SODA. It shows you have no nerve. Only drink real colas, caffeine-packed energy drinks, or Vitamin Water. Hate champagne, because that's what everyone expects you to love. Energy drinks are the best party drinks. You never get tired. You never have a hangover. And you can make fun of all the loaded people who think they're clever but are really acting stupid.&lt;br /&gt;20. FEAR NOTHING — EXCEPT INSECTS. And sweaty guys who insist on kissing you when they come up to say hello. There's nothing worse than a sweaty guy who kisses you on both cheeks. Once is bad enough, but to have to go through it twice is really two times too much.&lt;br /&gt;21. NEVER BE PREDICTABLE. Always surprise people. That way, they will never get tired of you.&lt;br /&gt; 22. IF THE MEDIA PLAYS WITH YOU, WELL, PLAY WITH THEM. I went on Saturday Night Live soon after my name was in the headlines every day for something I wasn't too proud of, and which had really upset my family. On "Weekend Update" with Jimmy Fallon, the script had him asking me, "Is it hard to get a room in the Paris Hilton? Is it roomy?" and he wanted to cut it. But I wouldn't let him. No way. That was the funniest line. And I got the upper hand with the media the moment he said it on national TV. That's when it all clicked and things started to change. People knew I could laugh at myself, and that one bad incident was not going to make me lock myself in my room.&lt;br /&gt;23. MAKE FUN OF YOURSELF. Never take yourself, or rules, too seriously see all above rules).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110761467532321553?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110761467532321553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110761467532321553' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110761467532321553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110761467532321553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2005/02/lessons-from-paris-real-life-barbie.html' title='Lessons from Paris (real life Barbie imitation)'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110571543575791458</id><published>2005-01-14T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T23:10:35.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got this in my mail today.a cool way to blog the year right, huh? happy new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let it go for 2005 By T. D. Jakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are people who can walk away from you.And hear me when I tell you this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When people can walk away from you: let them walk.I don't want you to try to talk another person intostaying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming tosee you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone.When people can walk away from you let them walk.Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left.The bible said that, they came out from us that it might be made manifest that they were not for us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19] People leave you because they are not joined to you.And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.Let them go.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just means that their part in the story is over. And you've got to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep trying to raise the dead.You've got to know when it's dead.You've got to know when it's over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me tell you something. I've got the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I believe in good-bye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, and I know whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me.And if it takes too much sweat I don't need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stop begging people to stay.Let them go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are holding on to something that doesn't belong to you and was never intended for your life, then you need to......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and see your worth.....LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If someone has angered you .......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents ......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you have a bad attitude.......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take you to a new level in Him......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you are struggling with the healing of a broken relationship.......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you keep trying to help someone who won't even tryto help themselves......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're feeling depressed and stressed .........LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If there is a particular situation that you are so used to handling yourself  and God is saying "take your hands off of it," then you need to......LET IT GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let the past be the past. Forget the former things.GOD is doing a new thing for 2005!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get Right or Get Left.. think about it, and then ....LET IT GO!!!"The Battle is the Lord's!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110571543575791458?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110571543575791458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110571543575791458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110571543575791458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110571543575791458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-for-2005.html' title='Something for 2005'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110546289118213898</id><published>2005-01-12T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T01:01:31.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/1726/640/saying5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/1726/320/saying5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it will..ill try ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110546289118213898?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110546289118213898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110546289118213898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110546289118213898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110546289118213898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-yes-it-will.html' title=''/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110546236519865323</id><published>2005-01-12T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T00:52:45.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/1726/640/blue.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/34/1726/320/blue.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a leap for 2005&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110546236519865323?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110546236519865323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110546236519865323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110546236519865323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110546236519865323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2005/01/leap-for-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110537559562659017</id><published>2005-01-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:46:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a PS for 2004</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a month before, and it is now a new year..happy 2005!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, i should have blogged a long time ago but due to my laziness ( i must overcome this--but then i dont really subscribe to new year resolution's thingy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as my title suggests, i just have to put in writing the important events in my life that happened in 2004. it has been a very good year for me. it would probably be one of my best if tragedies (natural and otherwise) didnt struck my fellow human beings. world wide, it seems that 2004 is such a disastrous year..earthquakes, typhoon, floods,fires and of course there's this overwhelming tsunami that kind of change my image of a serene and tranquil beach.perhaps, its nature way of saying...stop "bitching" around..there's more to life that we should appreaciate, huh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2004 is definitely one important year in my almost three decades of existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is the year i gained another degree..yeah..i wonder if all these degrees will really be useful. but then i do hope so since am continuing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and it is something that i really never expect to happen. i used to think that at this age, i should have a career to speak of and family of my own..but nada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;five years ago, i thought i was at the peak of my career.i really thought so. who wouldnt?meeting industries bigwigs ( where i learned that this CEOs really start their day very early. like having meetings at 7am.), government secretaries , the former and present Presidents (yeah, shes an inch smaller than me and the former Pres. Ramos remains a favorite) and most importantly (but most humbling) was meeting Nelson Mandela. but then..there must be a reason that i ended up choosing a path less travelled ( not accepting those high profile industry offers, missing the opportunity to wear make-up, designer clothes and high heels shoes). but i dont think am missing anything. im so thankful to HIM for where he led me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this year, one important highlight was He let me visit the last house of Mama Mary. in Her house, i couldnt ask for anything but to just thank Her for the blessings her Son gave me. my paper got published. i had the opportunity to visit Europe and even got some job offer. the latter, im really hoping that everything will still fall on its proper place at the right time. moreover, He made me realize that am taking the right path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but like any good stories, theres a trade-off..while something seems to happen in my career..my personal relationships with my significant other (SO) is not so well ( i think). one, due to distance.( a thousand miles, and almost a year of not seeing each other) two, there are some people (my other "significants") confusing me. yup, this part of my life is so colorful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i left with a heavy heart before and found someone significant here only to realize that he too has to relocate away. and then there, in the summer of 2004, overlooking times square-the one that gave me that heavy feeling and i were taking a kind of romantic dinner. and both of us wonder, what are we doing..we both have our SOs back home?! anyway, to cut the long story short..i just need to have a "closing" . we parted ways "before midnight", the second time around (but then the first one is another story). i think i had a closing but im not sure if we really had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then theres my best friend.my SO used to tell me that i should only have one best friend and that is supposed to be him. but for some strange reason..i cant give him up and he is always there..he's been there for a quite a long time.i cant remember how long and he knows my past relationships and everything...and i still end up meeting him. our friendship is quite different and for a while i look forward that hell introduced me to his own SO. but so far, he never did. and so far, its good for me.o well. whatever. as hugh rawson wrote: if it's aint broke..dont fix it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;maybe that will be my motto for this year, huh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110537559562659017?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110537559562659017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110537559562659017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110537559562659017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110537559562659017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2005/01/ps-for-2004.html' title='a PS for 2004'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110182752983268963</id><published>2004-11-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T23:12:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month before the year ends..</title><content type='html'>in 10 mins. (my time here) it will officially be december 1.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent blogged since november 11.&lt;br /&gt;where was i?&lt;br /&gt;ive been busy, i neglected my cyber space.&lt;br /&gt;what keep me busy?&lt;br /&gt;just reading and not writing (and my handy dissertation guidebook says that i have to atleast write 15 minutes a day, and it can be anything! not necessarily academic)!&lt;br /&gt;and i havent done anything lately.&lt;br /&gt;but no am not just reading.&lt;br /&gt;ive been travelling -shuttling from the suburbs to the city.&lt;br /&gt;the city: i call it my trip to sanity..&lt;br /&gt;sanity in a crazy city.&lt;br /&gt;hmmn..make sense.&lt;br /&gt;it does..since it is where i see my good old friends are.&lt;br /&gt;friends who has been there for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;and still they are here&lt;br /&gt;across the oceans.&lt;br /&gt;my treasure.&lt;br /&gt;and the city is all light up..&lt;br /&gt;coulndt help being mesmerized...&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it is a happy reality..&lt;br /&gt;advent was celebrated..&lt;br /&gt;soon it will be winter&lt;br /&gt;and yes, christmas!&lt;br /&gt;in the mean time..work, work work..&lt;br /&gt;prepare gifts..&lt;br /&gt;finalize proposal..&lt;br /&gt;work the conference materials&lt;br /&gt;endless but still&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110182752983268963?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110182752983268963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110182752983268963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110182752983268963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110182752983268963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/11/month-before-year-ends.html' title='a month before the year ends..'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-110018498916582265</id><published>2004-11-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:56:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when do you stop being a youth?</title><content type='html'>ive been busy lately..actually ive been busy wondering if what makes me really preoccupied at the moment will really give me a good career in the future..im worried, that soon, i wont be able to take advantage of the many opportunies given to the youth population. youth- that is those early 20s to 35 age bracket..then ive read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Youth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Samuel Ullman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is not a time of life;&lt;br /&gt;it is a state of mind;&lt;br /&gt;it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees;&lt;br /&gt;it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination,&lt;br /&gt;a vigor of the emotions;&lt;br /&gt;it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease.&lt;br /&gt;This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody grows old merely by a number of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We grow old by deserting our ideals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not in any organization's definition..it is not in the numbers..it is how you think..&lt;br /&gt;guess, i wont stop belonging in this sector  then : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-110018498916582265?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/110018498916582265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=110018498916582265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110018498916582265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/110018498916582265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/11/when-do-you-stop-being-youth.html' title='when do you stop being a youth?'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109930495688318990</id><published>2004-11-01T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T18:29:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween blues, life and a can of beer</title><content type='html'>ive got a pretty hectic weekend lately...starting with tgif  (thank God, it's Friday!) tingy.having a girl's  (single, nursing a broken heart, in a long distance , blah and blah) night out- , a coffee with an older (okey, wiser), now-single (married at 28, annulled-legal term in a country where there is no divorce, at 40plus...) lady friend in Tullys (a break from the traditional venue-starbucks), teaching two cute kids where the older one was not her good mood, only to find out she was just acting out--she had this halloween cookies for me after.sweet. and yesterday i had a great dinner with a happy family and their visitor where we talked about how life it is away from home, migration plans and whether to neuter or not to neuter a cat.  o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was clear though was how we missed halloween parties in my home country and ofcourse visiting the cemetery. even our priest forgot that it is all saint's day today and all soul's day tom in our sunday mass. normally, we put the names of our dead relatives in an altar where our priest i think pray over it. i felt so bad not having that i dreamt of my dead grandfather last night:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it is a busy week for me..so ill just post something i got from one my emails a long time ago that kind of give me a good excuse on why i stuck some cans of beer in my ref...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE AND A CAN OF BEER.   When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar ------and the beer. &lt;br /&gt;       A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. "Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. "The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff.  If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." &lt;br /&gt;          One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.  The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Need  I write more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109930495688318990?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109930495688318990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109930495688318990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109930495688318990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109930495688318990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/11/halloween-blues-life-and-can-of-beer.html' title='halloween blues, life and a can of beer'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109886563110148788</id><published>2004-10-27T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T16:37:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catchy sayings from reading academic journal article!</title><content type='html'>i got the following sayings from the an academic journal article. it's an international journal that am hoping will get my work publish in the future ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "you cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus"- Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes me wonder, is my imagination out of focus? or do i have that imagination? how does one define imagination? am i just imagining that ill soon end up with that PhD degree (which am obviously dedicating to my mom- who missed out on having one because she personally raised four of us while working as a prof ;). and i have two and half years to do that. at present i have a thousand and one things to do. and two and half years is like an eternity! whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "imagination is more important than knowledge"- Alfred Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if Einstein used a lot of imagination...i bet am on the right track.hurrah. inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "the best way to make our dreams come true is to wake up." - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is a wake up saying for me. i should start waking up early, huh?! i dont need another morning earthquake (how come the tectonic plates are quite busy at this time of the year?!) to have me wake up early. since i started working on this degree, my body clock seems to be in disarray - i sleep late like 3am and wake up around 10-11 am and am in the asian continent. perhaps, this is an indication that someday, ill find myself again in a european continent? hope against hope, wish as in WISH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well, i have to get back to my research as this will be my passport to go home to my home sweet home this holiday as white christmas is not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109886563110148788?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109886563110148788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109886563110148788' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109886563110148788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109886563110148788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/10/catchy-sayings-from-reading-academic.html' title='catchy sayings from reading academic journal article!'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109768323226327372</id><published>2004-10-13T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T00:00:32.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2004 Ranking of Top 500 Universities.</title><content type='html'>upon getting this email, i promised myself that i have to blog on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out &lt;a href="http://ed.sjtu.edu.cn/ranking.htm"&gt;http://ed.sjtu.edu.cn/ranking.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wonder where your university ranked? fortunately, my 30 years old university managed to get in the top 200! am  quite impressed ha. i guess, it is one of the reason why our  department is kind of strict with published works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, am kind of busy lately...so ill just blog on how i came to know this site and some random thoughts on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day went this way today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seminar- had this usual 9-11:30 weekly lab "zemi".. all the presentation was in japanese. the other day, our associate professor asked me how many percent do i understand in my labmates' japanese presentation, and i say maybe 5-10%. and honestly, it can be really frustrating since i cannot comment nor understand their presentation- such wouldnt happen if am in an english speaking nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch- had lunch with my other foreign labmate who go frustrated cause we need to resume our seminar session after. and he asked me if i know which university in the world ranked first. i told him it is harvard. and am right without even seeing the study which he later forwarded to me. and he felt bad that there was no school from developing countries who managed to be in the top. told him that it is for obvious reason-lack of resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seminar - 5-6:30, we had a continuation and this time with one english presentation. i can feel his frustration upon seeing that one of the prof. was actually sleeping! golly! while it is quite normal for some japanese students to actually sleep when there is a class...i still think it is rude. more so if a teacher is doing it too. anyway, i wonder if such happens in other japanese university who happened to be ranked among the top? but then come to think of it, my professor  was a graduate of the number 1  (that's according to survey) school in Asia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; o well, enough of this rants. anyway, it's really nice to know that this study was done by a chinese university. like other blogs on china (especially on hazel's kwaderno), i agree that this country is really something to watch out for. infact, i told a friend that i think when ill have my kids, i think ill encourage them to study the chinese language. aside from spanish, i think chinese is one of the most useful language in the world (cmon, their population is in billions!). ops, discussing language is another blog article, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to this topic on the ranking of top 500 universities- i wonder if there will a university who will try to rank the top 500 universities in developing countries? hmmn..nice research proposal huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109768323226327372?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109768323226327372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109768323226327372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109768323226327372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109768323226327372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/10/2004-ranking-of-top-500-universities.html' title='2004 Ranking of Top 500 Universities.'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109751481342393219</id><published>2004-10-12T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T14:53:55.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying at 45/52 and Living up to  80</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A lot seems to happened since i blogged ten days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) my dissertation proposal got approved ; ) but then i dont really know how to move it from there : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but am really trying my best to psychologically prepare for it - even bought two books from amazon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) i finished reading my Banana Yoshimoto series ( i plan to blog on this next time), so i plan to start on DaVinci Code soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) my car stereo broke down with my Rembrants CD on it and even the radio wouldnt play! but i couldnt find time to bring it to the mechanic..grr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) it's been raining the last four days... there was even a typhoon last saturday that even stopped the subway trains from operating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) i couldnt really think if the other things ive done is significant or not ..except for no. 6..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) ive reflected on recent news and a particular opinion article ive read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the Philippines, almost all newspapers carried the news of Rio's battle with the big C and around the world, the most recent news (like today) is Christopher Reeve battle with his spinal cord injury. Both of them is young at 45 and 52 respectively. I got to know the former by watching her in a popular noon time show ages ago. Like her sister who became the Philippines first Ms. Universe, she is also a beauty queen herself.She has this particular happy disposition, so striking that I couldnt help but remember. Perhaps, it is the richness of her laughter. On the other hand, who wouldnt know Superman? I think he is the first Superhero that I got to know on the big screen. Anyway, when news of their personal battles were made public, am one of those who followed it. One, the former battle is so close to home. I got a grandfather who died of similar disease. And at the back of my mind, I know that just hearing the word of Big C scares the wits out of me. On the otherhand, just thinking of how quick an accident can change one's life also bring shivvers to my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But then their stories somehow changed my views...they die young and yet they lived a full life. They tried to overcome... and in the process enjoy and find the meaning of life. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Isnt their lives something we can say so, sweet and short? However, even if it is so short- if am not mistaken, Superman err Christopher Reeve was able to write a biography of his life entitled "Still Me". I think I will try to look for that book soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the otherhand, ive read Isagani Cruz article on Turning 80(&lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/opinion/index.php"&gt;http://news.inq7.net/opinion/index.php&lt;/a&gt;). So am greeting him here, happy birthday and congratulations! ( i doubt if he'll be able to read this but then if someone related to him read this..kindly extend this to him again.thanks!) Ive enjoyed reading his article for he seems to provide a very brief summary and lively anecdotes of his colorful 80 year old life. I wonder how thick will his biography be, if ever. Anyway, before reading his article, during informal discussions with friends, i always say that i dont really like to live a long life..but i like to live long enough to see my grandkids, perhaps around 75 years old? but then i realized, am not yet married and by my calculation and at the rate the future generation "might" also think..i dont think ill have grand kids at that age. And so it makes me wonder...what kind of life would i like? a short but really meaningful one or a long one that outgrows the rest of my contemporaries but see the unfolding of history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;o well, in the meantime, i dont think i have to really think of these things, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;have to enjoy and seize the day and be thankful of the MOMENTS that HE has given me to enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;got to get back to what am doing..that is- try to work on the list that ive written for this week...(oh, i think i have another article for my next blog..huh?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109751481342393219?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109751481342393219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109751481342393219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109751481342393219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109751481342393219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/10/dying-at-4552-and-living-up-to-80.html' title='Dying at 45/52 and Living up to  80'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109662359251717010</id><published>2004-10-01T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T17:39:52.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Anonymously...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it is the 1st of October..how time flies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway, ever since i got hooked with web surfing and with the opportunity to have 24 hours access to internet, i've been contemplating whether I will build my own site or not. of course, i have to learn that first but then Ive been wondering, do i really like that? and so the search on the best way to enjoy this cyber space went...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and obviously, i found the answer --am now blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my lists goes like this. 1) entertaining (ever wonder, hey, did I really wrote that?) 2) can be like a diary ( you can update it anytime, anywhere as long as there is an internet connection, but of course!) and keeps your memories either bad or sad 3) relaxing 4) makes you creative 5) learning experience 6) contemplative 7) can be an inexpensive hobby 8) let you get your space in the cyber world...i guess the list can go on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why go anonymous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it struck me while reading one of the blogs..why go public? so i wonder, why will i go anonymous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1) because i like to write what i feel at the moment and sometimes, it might involve people close to me. i dont want someone reading my blog saying..hey i know that person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2) that this is my secret world in the cyber space.. i just like to express what i feel , either bad or good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3) i like to get comments , advice from people i probably dont know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4) there is a sense of excitement..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5) and mystery, after all, i probably know and they have an idea of who i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6) actually, i really dont know my reason..but then for every action there is a reason..so there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;simula ( a filipino word for start) perhaps, this is just a start..as i previoulsy mentioned.perhaps, also a start to find my true self -not that i dont know myself..obviously, am not really satisfied with my reasons...perhaps this SIMULA will lead me to finding why i go anonymously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109662359251717010?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109662359251717010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109662359251717010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109662359251717010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109662359251717010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/2004/10/blogging-anonymously.html' title='Blogging Anonymously...'/><author><name>deneinei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8352260.post-109627085823247692</id><published>2004-09-27T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T15:40:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knowledge claims aka assumptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;please excuse me but am in my academic mode today..i have to start writing my dissertation proposal that' s why (arghh). anyway, am reading this methodology book by john w. cresswell and found out that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;knowledge-ontology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how we know it- epistemology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what values go into it-axiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how we write about it-rhetoric&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;processes for studying it-methodology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;methodology..that's what am searching for...perhaps at the end of the book, eh? but golly, shall i start at the end?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i really think it is a good idea to start my proposal when am done witht the book..my mind is going blank...where are my stored knowledge??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how come i am having a hard time writing my assumptions when i thought i have them already ??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i guess, my title and even the intro of my blog today does not make sense...how can i make sense of what am doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is it me or the weather? it is rainy in this side of the earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;excuses.excuses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109627085823247692?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109627085823247692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109627085823247692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8352260/posts/default/109627085823247692'/><link rel='self' 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some of the cat laws worth sharing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CAT INERTIA: A cat at rest will tend to remain at rest, unless acted upon by some outside force, such as the opening of cat food, or a nearby scurrying mouse.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CAT MOTION: A cat will move in a straight line, unless there is a really good reason to change direction.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CAT THERMODYNAMICS: Heat flows from a warmer to a cooler body, except in the case of a cat, all heat flows to the cat.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST LAW OF CAT ENERGY CONSERVATION: Cats know that energy can neither be created nor destroyed and will, therefore, use as little energy as possible.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF BAG/BOX OCCUPANCY: All bags and boxes in a given room must contain a cat within the earliest possible nanosecond.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF FURNITURE REPLACEMENT: A cat's desire to scratch furniture is directly proportional to the cost of the furniture.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF PILL REJECTION: Any pill given to a cat has enough potential energy to reach escape velocity.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CAT COMPOSITION: A cat is composed of Matter + Anti-matter + It Doesn't Matter.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF SPACE-TIME CONTINUUM: Given enough time, a cat will land in just about any space.&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CAT OBEDIENCE: As yet undiscovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i miss my cat. cant have him anymore..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109568671201690063?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109568671201690063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8352260&amp;postID=109568671201690063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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train, instead of worrying only about your usual destinations, youd' be surprised how far you could go, just witht the money you have in your wallet right now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kind of relate this to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wonder what if life is a kind of a personal computer without internet (hence no blog)? all your actions, thoughts, feelings can be saved, deleted, saved again...and it become an endless cycle...till you have an option to upgrade..but have to constantly watch out virus attacks. o well..let's see where this "simula" will lead me to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8352260-109535204365023307?l=angsimula.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angsimula.blogspot.com/feeds/109535204365023307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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