<?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-8501967755965964371</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:22:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-6272879369787889845</id><published>2008-09-23T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:22:49.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chevy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj7ElJW_HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BjOW1eKlrbQ/s1600-h/2201895261_557119a8a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj7ElJW_HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BjOW1eKlrbQ/s200/2201895261_557119a8a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249221421809728626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj6TBAVGCI/AAAAAAAAACs/cGopjHqd9Vk/s1600-h/chevy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj6TBAVGCI/AAAAAAAAACs/cGopjHqd9Vk/s200/chevy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249220570294589474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj6Aq4VFJI/AAAAAAAAACk/tELuLbFdnSU/s1600-h/chevrolet_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj6Aq4VFJI/AAAAAAAAACk/tELuLbFdnSU/s200/chevrolet_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249220255117808786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to be part of Chevrolet Sales Team! Go Chevy!!! Happy Centennial Anniversary to GM motors!!! Since  1908 of quality service! Check out our website www.gmnext.com. For chevrolet Philippines www.chevrolet.com.ph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-6272879369787889845?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/6272879369787889845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=6272879369787889845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/6272879369787889845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/6272879369787889845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/09/chevy.html' title='Chevy'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/SNj7ElJW_HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BjOW1eKlrbQ/s72-c/2201895261_557119a8a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-8290872731039224826</id><published>2008-02-19T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:24:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality Type</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Life                  as an &lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ENTJ  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Extravert,                  Intuitive, Thinker, Judger)&lt;i&gt;                          &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People                  of this type tend to be: friendly, strong willed, and outspoken;                  honest, logical and demanding of selves and others; driven to                  demonstrate competence; creative with a global perspective; decisive,                  organized, and efficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The                  most important thing to ENTJs is demonstrating their competence                  and making important things happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-8290872731039224826?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/8290872731039224826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=8290872731039224826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/8290872731039224826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/8290872731039224826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-personality-type.html' title='My Personality Type'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-7946881557240666274</id><published>2008-02-19T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:26:13.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about GUYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;1.--Guys may be flirting around all day&lt;br /&gt;but before they go to sleep, they&lt;br /&gt;always think about the girl they truly&lt;br /&gt;care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.--Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.--Guys will do anything just to get&lt;br /&gt;you to notice him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.--Guys hate it when you talk about&lt;br /&gt;your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.--Boyfriends need to be reassured&lt;br /&gt;often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.--Don't talk about your guy friends&lt;br /&gt;to your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.--Guys get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.--Guys are more emotional than they'd&lt;br /&gt;like people to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.--Giving a guy a hanging message&lt;br /&gt;like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make&lt;br /&gt;him jump to a conclusion that is far&lt;br /&gt;from what you are thinking. And he'll&lt;br /&gt;assume he did something wrong and&lt;br /&gt;he'll obsess about it trying to figure&lt;br /&gt;it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.--Guys are good flatterers when&lt;br /&gt;courting but they usually stammer when&lt;br /&gt;they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.--A usual act that proves that the&lt;br /&gt;guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.--Guys love you more than you love&lt;br /&gt;them if they are serious in your&lt;br /&gt;relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.--Guys think WAY too much. One small&lt;br /&gt;thing a girl does, even if she doesn't&lt;br /&gt;notice it can make the guy think about&lt;br /&gt;it for hours, trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.--Guys seek for advice from girls&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;other guys. Because most guys think&lt;br /&gt;alike, so if one guy's confused, then&lt;br /&gt;we're all confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.--When a guy asks you to leave him&lt;br /&gt;alone, he's just actually&lt;br /&gt;saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.--If a guy starts to talk seriously,&lt;br /&gt;listen to him. It doesn't happen that&lt;br /&gt;often, so when it does, you know&lt;br /&gt;something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.--If your best guy friend seems to&lt;br /&gt;avoid you or is never around when&lt;br /&gt;you're with your boyfriend, he's&lt;br /&gt;probably jealous and likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.--When a guy tells you that you are&lt;br /&gt;beautiful, don't say you aren't. It&lt;br /&gt;makes them want to stop telling you&lt;br /&gt;because they don't want you to&lt;br /&gt;disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19--When a guy looks at you for longer&lt;br /&gt;than a second, he's definitely&lt;br /&gt;thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20--Guys don't like girls who punch&lt;br /&gt;harder than they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21--A guy has more problems than you&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22--Don't be a snob. Guys can be&lt;br /&gt;intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23--Guys talk about girls more than&lt;br /&gt;girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24--Guys hate rejection, but they hate&lt;br /&gt;being led on even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25--If you are going to reject a guy,&lt;br /&gt;just do it. Don't say they are like a&lt;br /&gt;brother or just good friends, it just&lt;br /&gt;hurts even more. Tell them that you&lt;br /&gt;aren't interested in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;and they will respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26--Guys really think that girls are&lt;br /&gt;strange and have unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;decisions and are MAD confusing but&lt;br /&gt;somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27--When a guy sacrifices his sleep and&lt;br /&gt;health just to be with you, he really&lt;br /&gt;likes you and wants to be with you as&lt;br /&gt;much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-7946881557240666274?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/7946881557240666274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=7946881557240666274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7946881557240666274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7946881557240666274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-about-guys.html' title='All about GUYS'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-5012593860176233523</id><published>2008-02-09T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T13:21:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 DRESSES FACTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R7pnL6l0g6I/AAAAAAAAACc/OffNyhsOvzA/s1600-h/27dresses-1sheetboxart_160w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R7pnL6l0g6I/AAAAAAAAACc/OffNyhsOvzA/s200/27dresses-1sheetboxart_160w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168556976765174690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jane (Katherine Heigl) is the living embodiment of the old saying "always a bridesmaid, never a bride." Just when she thinks her life can't get any lonlier, her sister Tess (Malin Akerman) announces her engagement to the man of Jane's dreams. But which sibling will eventually end up standing at the altar first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/katherine-heigl/f1027092"&gt;Katherine Heigl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/james-marsden/f1127082"&gt;James Marsden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/malin-akerman/f1156818"&gt;Malin Akerman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/edward-burns/f1034982"&gt;Edward Burns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/melora-hardin/f1006544"&gt;Melora Hardin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/judy-greer/f1065726"&gt;Judy Greer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/27-dresses/c915568/comedy"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Director(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/anne-fletcher/f1063221"&gt;Anne Fletcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Writer(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://movies.go.com/aline-brosh-mckenna/f1130472"&gt;Aline Brosh McKenna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Status&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; In theaters (wide)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Genre(s)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of my "must see" movie this week.  Katherine Heigl as Dr. Izzie Stevens in Grey's anatomy.  I still remember her first leading role in 1994 "My father the hero" a comedy movie.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" class="bigusername" href="http://www.watch-greysanatomy.com/member.php?s=fee5d0ed833652833a0b0b1c41938e99&amp;amp;u=278"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=movdetails) --&gt; &lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=movdetails) --&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_start(name=movdetails) --&gt; &lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=movdetails) --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-5012593860176233523?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/5012593860176233523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=5012593860176233523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/5012593860176233523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/5012593860176233523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/02/27-dresses-facts.html' title='27 DRESSES FACTS'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R7pnL6l0g6I/AAAAAAAAACc/OffNyhsOvzA/s72-c/27dresses-1sheetboxart_160w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-2750707776036448724</id><published>2008-02-09T07:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:31:19.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The silent explosion of log management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" class="postBody"&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; What's the fastest-growing data source at large organizations? Video? Maybe at YouTube, but not at Citibank. The answer is log files. Yup, those mundane text messages produced by every conceivable technology device are growing like a proverbial weed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Why the &lt;a title="The invisible log data explosion  -- Tuesday, Oct 16, 2007" href="http://www.news.com/8301-10784_3-9798165-7.html"&gt;log file explosion&lt;/a&gt;? First off, every IT shop has more and more devices to manage each day, and more devices mean more logs. In the past, most IT managers paid limited attention to logs, but this too has changed. Driven by security monitoring, regulatory compliance reporting, and IT troubleshooting, large organizations now aggregate, analyze, store, and archive terabytes of log data every month. Indeed, the log management snowball is rolling down a very steep and very snowy hill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; It's certainly time that the IT industry recognizes that log management is no longer a tactical domain of IT administrators. Rather, think of log management as the foundation of a Network Information System (NIS). Analysis of log data (as well as other data sources like NetFlow and SNMP) is quickly becoming the difference between effective IT security/operations management and flying blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; As log management gains strategic importance, look for the big guys to swoop in. EMC/RSA and IBM are already there, and HP is working with SenSage on its play. There are also several strong pure plays including ArcSight, LogLogic, and LogRhythm. All this said, where is everyone else? Log management seems like a natural for Cisco Systems, especially in concert with its whole Data Center 3.0 initiative. Symantec is also missing from the party thus far, as is CA, McAfee, Microsoft, and loads of others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Logs seem trivial, and log management appears like a tactical task at the bottom of the IT stack. Maybe in the past this was true, but in today's world, information is power and logs are device-specific information. Aggregate these logs, add some intelligence, and provide tools for analysis, and you get a great temperature reading of what's going on across the IT system. Seems pretty important to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;                           &lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" class="blnw_bio"&gt;         &lt;div class="blnw_bioWrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                          Jon Oltsik is a senior analyst at the Enterprise Strategy Group.          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-2750707776036448724?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/2750707776036448724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=2750707776036448724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/2750707776036448724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/2750707776036448724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/02/silent-explosion-of-log-management.html' title='The silent explosion of log management'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-5724742631745553070</id><published>2008-02-01T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:32:38.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Why is it that I can’t have both? Yes, I am happy with my love life right now very much happy. But I’m not happy with my career. Before I graduated college, I told myself that when I reach the age of 25 I will be a successful businesswoman or a salesperson. That’s why when I graduated college I got a job immediately. I worked in a credit company and after a year I worked as a territory sales manager in a pharmaceutical company. But I was based in Cebu. Yes, I am happy with my life in Cebu. My career was on peak, I have my own pad, car, and money. I can do anything, from partying, shopping, and traveling anywhere with friends. I enjoyed a lot being single. But there’s something missing, LOVE. I was 24 years old that time, and I realized that “yes” I had a good career, but it’s time for me to love someone special. But of course I’m not looking for someone that time, it just happened that I went home to Iloilo for a vacation and I met someone by accident. Our relationship at first was on the rock. Why? Because I was in Cebu and he was in Iloilo, quite far. We communicate only through phone calls or text messages. It was hard, our relationship was on and off. So I decided to give up my career. I went back to Iloilo and I worked in a call center. Honestly, it was a good choice to give up my career coz now we are engaged and we just celebrated our 3rd year anniversary. After leaving Cebu I worked in a call center until now, but I’m not happy. Honestly, I was so disappointed with my job right now. But I don’t have any choice, it’s either I have to leave and pursue my career that I want or giving up my fiancé`. My fiancé` doesn’t want me to work somewhere, only in Iloilo. Honestly, I pity myself right now. If only I have an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s already 2008, and I’m turning 27 this March. At the age of 27, I was not able to reach my goal yet. I’m happy with my love life but not happy with my career. Good thing that the mom of my fiancé` offered a place for me to do business. I’m planning to resign from my work soon, and start up my own business. I just keep my fingers crossed that this time, I hope that I will be successful with the path I chose. I know it’s not too late. I hope! I hope! I hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-5724742631745553070?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/5724742631745553070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=5724742631745553070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/5724742631745553070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/5724742631745553070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-and-career.html' title='Love and Career'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-7779450271527374270</id><published>2008-01-30T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:33:34.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got this from a Friendster Bulletin.&lt;br /&gt;Please read and try to analyze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love you not because of who youare, but because of who I am when I amwith you.&lt;br /&gt;2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't makeyou cry.&lt;br /&gt;3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. 4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;5. The worst way to miss someone is tobe sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;6. Never frown, even when you are sad,because you never know who is fallingin love with y our smile.&lt;br /&gt;7. To the world you may be one person, out to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't waste your time on aman/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the rightone, so that when we finally meet theperson, we will know how to begrateful.&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't cry because it is over,smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;11. There's always going to be peoplethat hurt you so what you have to dois keep on trusting and just be morecareful about who you trust next timearound.&lt;br /&gt;12. Make yourself a better person andknow who you are before you try andknow someone else and expect them toknow you.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't try so hard, the best thingscome when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that everything happens for a reason. Get your strength from God Almighty and you will surpass all the problems that you will encounter. Be strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-7779450271527374270?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/7779450271527374270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=7779450271527374270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7779450271527374270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7779450271527374270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-1440404106790632498</id><published>2008-01-25T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:52:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinagyang Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5mq68imryI/AAAAAAAAACE/HBRvndLCqrs/s1600-h/dinagyang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5mq68imryI/AAAAAAAAACE/HBRvndLCqrs/s200/dinagyang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159342777790017314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is January 25, 2007 , 2 days to go before the highlights of Dinagyang 2008.  During lunch break I went to my fiance` house in  City proper to return his stuffs that he left yesterday in my car.  It was really a hell for me because I was stuck in a traffic. I only got an hour lunch break.  Anyway, the city was so busy.  They are preparing the "kiosks" for the foodfest tonight.  Some intersections are closed.  The traffic was bumper to bumper, slowly moving and I'm already pissed off.  So I find some alternative ways to avoid the traffic but still its useless.  It's almost 1pm and I haven't eaten my lunch yet.  So I decided to buy a BigMac for my lunch and I came back to the office late.  It's almost 6 in the afternoon and an hour to go before the foodfest will start.  Lot of concerts starting tonight until Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those you want to witness Dinagyang in Iloilo, you still have time.  Believe me you will enjoy our festival. Viva Señor Sto. Niño! Happy Dinagyang everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-1440404106790632498?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/1440404106790632498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=1440404106790632498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/1440404106790632498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/1440404106790632498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinagyang-fever.html' title='Dinagyang Fever!'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5mq68imryI/AAAAAAAAACE/HBRvndLCqrs/s72-c/dinagyang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-6877574146589124834</id><published>2008-01-25T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:03:52.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love or Dignity</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that falling in love is the greatest gift in life. Now, try to ask yourself. How much you love your partner? Are you willing to give up everything for him? Does he still respect you? Does he still care about you? Does he still appreciate the things you’ve done for him? There are a lot of questions in mind that you can’t even answer. Why? Because sometimes we are blinded with the so-called LOVE.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You do everything just to please him coz you thought that it’s one way of showing your love for him. Yes, you’re right. But don’t give everything, leave something for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Why am I saying this? Because I was so shocked with what happened to my friend. I came home late last night coz we still have to meet her. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Imagine, her boyfriend is cheating her. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She caught her boyfriend not only once, but so many times. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But still, she sacrifices everything because she loved him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But does he respect you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One mistake is enough but DUH?!?!?! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He cheated on you for so many times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh please, stop it! Stop being a “martyr”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I was so mad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mad at her boyfriend who also happened to be our friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My respect to her boyfriend has faded.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can say that, I don’t know him anymore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t believe that he was doing it to my friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what can I do? I’m just there to give advices.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pity her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know how she feels.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let’s just hope that one day her boyfriend would realize what he has done.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I hope it’s not too late.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe in KARMA.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What goes around comes around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-6877574146589124834?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/6877574146589124834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=6877574146589124834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/6877574146589124834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/6877574146589124834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-or-dignity.html' title='Love or Dignity'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-8044868019018143276</id><published>2008-01-25T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T02:51:27.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about MEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Are men really born polygamous?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is it because of the ratio of 1:10, that there are more women than men?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That they got a lot of opportunity to choose women? Or collect women?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Polygamy is a practice of one man having more than one wife.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, who came from a Christian family don’t agree that men are polygamous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A woman is destined to a man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once you are committed you must take a stand to your vow to love only the woman you married. That’s why marriage is not only a ceremony or a piece of paper that you sign as a proof that you are officially husband and wife, but it is a responsibility.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Responsibilities to love, protect, and respect your partner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But why is it that most men cheated?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Especially married guys? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Is it because that you fall out of love? So why marry a person if you are not sure of your feelings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is it because you just want to prove to everybody that you have the capability to collect women?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, it’s a gay thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Having a lot of women doesn’t mean that you are the most handsome guy in the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your integrity as a person is at stake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don’t deserve a respect because you don’t even respect your own self. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For guys, is it really hard to be faithful to your wife?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Be a man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A real man to your partner.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;And you will gain respect from people around you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-8044868019018143276?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/8044868019018143276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=8044868019018143276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/8044868019018143276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/8044868019018143276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-about-men.html' title='All about MEN'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-535696008012358315</id><published>2008-01-24T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:04:46.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luzon Escapade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l8ncimrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/luDo7NmTdxI/s1600-h/1_585289100l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l8ncimrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/luDo7NmTdxI/s320/1_585289100l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159291865247690450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was my first time to have a road trip with my friends from Visayas-Luzon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was an enormous trip.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We left our place (Iloilo City) at around 12mn and we arrived in Metro Manila by 7 in the evening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Imagine? You were sitting for 19 hours? It was really a burn in your ass, but it was fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because you happen to see different sights.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Actually for most people in our place the trip was called Ro-Ro it means Roll on – Roll off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From Iloilo City (visayas) going to Caticlan by land it will take you 4-5 hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And from Caticlan your car will be place in a big boat going to Roxas, Mindoro it will take you about 4 hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And from Roxas, Mindoro you have to travel by land going to Calapan, Mindoro and it will take you about 2 hours (by land).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From Calapan, Mindoro you have to cross going to Batanggas, again your car will be placed in a big boat and you will travel for 2 and a half hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And from Batanggas (by land) going to Metro Manila it will take you about 5-6 hours including the traffic in the big city.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For us, it took us 19 hours including stop over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If you have plans for Ro-Ro, I suggest to bring along with you the following:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Own Car with full tank gas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jackets/Coats (for tagaytay)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Food and Soda but I prefer water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Camera/Video Cam (souvenirs for the beautiful sights)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunglasses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Swimming get up (for Puerto galera)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And most of all enough MONEY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys! It’s really fun! You must try it!&lt;br /&gt;Next stop? Visayas-Mindanao trip! Explore PHILIPPINES!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-535696008012358315?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/535696008012358315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=535696008012358315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/535696008012358315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/535696008012358315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/luzon-escapde.html' title='Luzon Escapade'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l8ncimrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/luDo7NmTdxI/s72-c/1_585289100l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-988429438291159092</id><published>2008-01-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:11:24.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l9gcimruI/AAAAAAAAABM/1Z0YoHq8kjg/s1600-h/1_520121388l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l9gcimruI/AAAAAAAAABM/1Z0YoHq8kjg/s320/1_520121388l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159292844500233954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;January 29, 2005 is a special day for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Special coz it’s my boyfriend’s birthday and as well as our anniversary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Few days from now we will be celebrating our 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; year anniversary and the 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday of my boyfriend who is now my fiancé`.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;I’m satisfied with the love he gave me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He loves me more than I love him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was the right guy for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before I thought prince charming or Mr. Right only happens in fairy tales.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I was wrong, this is real and this is love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;I love the way he loved me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love the way he cares for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love the way he holds my hand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love the way he touch my hair. I love the way he gets angry at me. I love everything about him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love being loved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Loving a person does not just love him because of his good traits.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You must love him of what he is despite of his negative traits.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mr. Right exists, but Mr. Perfect doesn’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;But how do you know if the person you have right now is Mr. Right? Or Prince Charming? Simple, try to find out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still believe that it takes time to know someone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But remember, love yourself first before loving someone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;Wish us luck guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-988429438291159092?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/988429438291159092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=988429438291159092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/988429438291159092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/988429438291159092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='Greatest Gift'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5l9gcimruI/AAAAAAAAABM/1Z0YoHq8kjg/s72-c/1_520121388l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-7761455393810613850</id><published>2007-09-18T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:22:55.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallin in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;It’s really nice to see how people fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;The feeling of falling in love, and being loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;by the person you loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;It’s like an electric shock that flows into your veins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;that you can feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;The feeling that’s oh so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;The feeling of happiness both inside and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;The smooth feeling that you can’t actually describe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;That you want to conquer the world just to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;with the one you love for the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;But unfortunately some relationships succeed and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;some do not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Not all relationships ended up happily ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;It only happens in fairy tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Loving someone it’s like gambling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Why? Because you don’t know if that relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;would last or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;In order to win, you must be wise enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Just be fair enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Love him the way he loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Leave something to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Don’t give too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Don’t rush too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;There’s a lot of time in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;There’s a lot of time for something for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Don’t be a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;If you think he deserves your love, go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Don’t waste your time to the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;who don’t know how to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Those persons are jerks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;For those who are in love now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;lucky for you coz you felt the feeling of being loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;But for those who are “losers” when it comes to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Better luck next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Always remember that there is a person who is really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;meant for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Just keep on trying and go on with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;I know someday you will find the the lamb of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;That would bring you total happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 51);"&gt;Always remember these ingredients in falling in love: There must be love, respect, trust, patience, loyalty, and he must be a God fearing person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-7761455393810613850?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/7761455393810613850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=7761455393810613850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7761455393810613850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/7761455393810613850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2007/09/fallin-in-love.html' title='Fallin in Love'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-9010875145204541913</id><published>2007-09-18T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:21:27.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R2NWmDkv_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kw2ShrMdGcI/s1600-h/20946570649306l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 182px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R2NWmDkv_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kw2ShrMdGcI/s320/20946570649306l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144050411181703010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Coz you made me missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I hurting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Coz you don’t understand my feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I in pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why am I in vain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Coz our memories still remain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Each passing day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;While your away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Forever in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                In my heart you’ll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-9010875145204541913?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/9010875145204541913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=9010875145204541913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/9010875145204541913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/9010875145204541913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2007/09/longing-heart.html' title='Longing Heart'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R2NWmDkv_2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kw2ShrMdGcI/s72-c/20946570649306l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8501967755965964371.post-921600642173473857</id><published>2007-09-18T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:19:27.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in your arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The time you were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I told myself to love no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Coz I know deep inside you’re still the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I prayed each night hoping you’ll come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But it’s really hard to accept the fact,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that you’re in another tracak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love is so powerful in unexpected ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That makes your life so meaningful in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One day our path crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You looked at me so tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want to cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when you asked me if we could give it another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want you to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I loved you from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no matter how many miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we may be apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you'll always hold a special place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And if you ever wonder why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't know what I'll say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I'll never stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My feelings for you will never change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just know my feelings are true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just remember one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8501967755965964371-921600642173473857?l=athanrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/feeds/921600642173473857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8501967755965964371&amp;postID=921600642173473857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/921600642173473857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8501967755965964371/posts/default/921600642173473857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://athanrina.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-in-your-arms_18.html' title='Back in your arms'/><author><name>B-L-U-E-B-E-R-R-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10367256666026964177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Hw7oqxSO19c/R5lPIcimrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Zh53HSqFu0/S220/2a8d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
