<?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-9144927962615345929</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:43:18.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..cherry..</title><subtitle type='html'>simple...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144927962615345929.post-2359170980682672162</id><published>2008-10-15T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:27:48.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haiku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bright light of the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A new hope for everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's morning again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Disciples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Loving each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;They share same culture and faith:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Blessed sons of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9144927962615345929-2359170980682672162?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/2359170980682672162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=2359170980682672162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/2359170980682672162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/2359170980682672162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiku.html' title='haiku...'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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-9144927962615345929.post-5756057540806813162</id><published>2008-10-15T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:54:36.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-reliance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hno.harvard.edu/gazette/2003/04.03/photos/01-emerson2-450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.hno.harvard.edu/gazette/2003/04.03/photos/01-emerson2-450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;This essay by Ralph Waldo Emerson is really an inspiring one. Emerson urges the reader to be bold and unafraid to voice his inner thoughts to the world at large. Emerson cites Moses, Plato and Milton as examples of men who used non-traditional thinking for their time and were unafraid to voice their own original thoughts and ideas. He suggests that it takes practice for a man to become aware of his thinking and to recognize when he has an original thought.&lt;br /&gt;Emerson states that each person has to produce according to his own ability, without striving to imitate another. Each person is unique in his ability, and each individual creates something only he is capable of producing. The common experiences of humankind have a unique response in each individual. Each person is responsible to strive to his utmost and do his best, no matter what the task. If one slacks off in his labor, no work of genius will result. He counsels the reader to trust himself and to work within the circumstances in which he is been born. He also praises youth and youths' ability to hold fast to their ideals even in the midst of great opposition. Just because children or young people are not as articulate as older people, it does not mean that they have no power. Emerson warns "seniors," or adults, that youth can make adults become unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;He also believes that one must be a nonconformist in order to be a man. There is no idea that should be considered too accepted to be questioned. Emerson believes that most men are virtuous as a way of feeling less guilty. He thinks it better to live a less virtuous life if it is more sincere. Rather than being concerned about repentance, Emerson would rather just live his life as it unfolds. He does not believe a man's actions are necessarily a good indication of his character. Emerson is confident of his own worth and does not need any other person to tell Emerson he is worthwhile. One should not miss reading this essay.&lt;br /&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/9144927962615345929-5756057540806813162?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/5756057540806813162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=5756057540806813162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/5756057540806813162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/5756057540806813162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/10/self-reliance.html' title='Self-reliance'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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-9144927962615345929.post-316435365007318672</id><published>2008-10-10T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:01:39.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I am not a DOST scholar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I be here at NDMU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I did not take physical science as my field of specialization?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I take biological science instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I fail in one of my subjects this semester?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I pursue my course?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if I and my boyfriend broke up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still be happy as what I am now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I got a serious sickness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;What would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will there be someone who would care for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I will die tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I leave tears in the eyes of my loved ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How many of them will attend the funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if my father is alive now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still long for a father’s love and care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am a boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;What would be my name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still have many friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I was born in a different family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will they love me the way my family do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am not a Filipino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Do I still have to study the Philippine history?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What would be my nationality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I was born during the time of Jesus Christ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I go with Him as the disciples do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am the most intelligent person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still find difficulty in physics and calculus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am the richest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still have a lot of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I fail to pass the teacher’s board exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I still become a teacher? What would my future be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am a princess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I be as beautiful as the Disney princesses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I have a happy ending? Who will be my prince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I lost my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I have someone to look after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if no one loves me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I be a complete creature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I perfect my exam in thermodynamics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I jump as high as I could because of too much happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I get lost to a place where I can see no people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I find my way back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I will be kidnapped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I be brave enough to escape from them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will there be people who would worry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I do not exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will there be someone who is similar to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I am a politician?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I build nations or destroy them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if my mother aborted me when I’m still in her womb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I struggle to cry for justice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if I fall asleep for 100 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will I woke up in a different world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What if there is no God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Will I exist?&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/9144927962615345929-316435365007318672?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/316435365007318672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=316435365007318672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/316435365007318672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/316435365007318672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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-9144927962615345929.post-4877328069518028093</id><published>2008-09-30T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:18:31.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/film/media/film/2l/L/life_is_beautiful_lg_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.ethnicgirl.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RYTMQwoKCrcAABR8f0I1/movie_life_is_beautiful.jpg?et=zqeKEG7RiYgxKmhiCW9ddw"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.ethnicgirl.multiply.com/image/2/photos/upload/300x300/RYTMQwoKCrcAABR8f0I1/movie_life_is_beautiful.jpg?et=zqeKEG7RiYgxKmhiCW9ddw" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guido, a lovable Jewish Italian goes to Rome as a waiter in his Uncle's hotel. He lives in a pre-World War II Italy. He always accidentally bumped into his princess Dora who was a school teacher. In series of events, he wins her heart by surprising her several times making it appear as if the Virgin Mary is cooperting with him. He was used to greet her "good morning Princess". Dora is already engaged to a city official. Guido saved her from that stodgy clerk and they marry. Several years have passed, they had a son named Joshua. After five years, Guido owned a bookstore which is managed by the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems so good for them in spite the fact that Mussolini has just signed a pact with Hitler to implement the Nazi policies with regards to Jews. At Joshua's 5th birthday, he and his father is kidnapped by the Germans. His wife who is not Jewish chooses to go along just to be with the family. They are taken into a concentration camp wher they suffer as prisoners. Joshua go along with his father while Dora is separated to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of saving the life of his son, Guido takes a big risk treating the whole camp as a game. He made his son believed that it's merely a game and that they have to earn 1000 points to win the prize, a real tankwhich is Joshua's unfulfilled birthday gift. He also told Joshua that he has to hide for additional points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was great that it makes you laugh in the start and may leave you tears at the end. &lt;em&gt;Life is Beautiful&lt;/em&gt; is a touching story which portrays a father's genuine love to his family.&lt;/strong&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/9144927962615345929-4877328069518028093?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/4877328069518028093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=4877328069518028093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/4877328069518028093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/4877328069518028093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is Beautiful'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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-9144927962615345929.post-8399861338999309652</id><published>2008-09-30T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:25:58.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T'nalak Festival 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9XyYsYhdI/AAAAAAAAABk/zM4bK2ZfJhw/s1600-h/2671190382_43ac911fd2[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255515813298341330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9XyYsYhdI/AAAAAAAAABk/zM4bK2ZfJhw/s320/2671190382_43ac911fd2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A one of a kind event is held once a year in South Cotabato particularly in Koronadal City being the center of its enormous activities. It was the annual celebration of the Foundation of the Province, dubbed as the T'nalak Festival.It was named so because of the premier product of our native people, the T'nalak cloth. With full of excitement, this year's feast launching happened lat July 11 and ended successfully on July 18. The one-week celebration marks memorable events to every South Cotabateños as well as to some tourists. Witnessing such occasion is so enriching - from which one can gather memories worth reminiscing for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parade is of the activities, headed by the mother of the Province, Gov. Daisy Avance Fuentes. Some local artists joined in presentaions and hosted different events, which truly added good to the celebration. Many enjoyed the concert every night. During the concluding night, everyone was amazed by the fireworks display. In spite of these various activities, the esence of being a South Cotabateño was shown when the street dancing competition was launch. This reveals the culture of the land. Different Local Government Units within the place participated and the host of the event prepared prizes for them also. The heart-warming welcome of its inhabitants play a big role to the success of the celebration.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/9144927962615345929-8399861338999309652?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/8399861338999309652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=8399861338999309652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/8399861338999309652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/8399861338999309652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/09/tnalak-festival-2008.html' title='T&apos;nalak Festival 2008'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9XyYsYhdI/AAAAAAAAABk/zM4bK2ZfJhw/s72-c/2671190382_43ac911fd2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9144927962615345929.post-8047361336580280536</id><published>2008-08-19T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:17:45.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPINESS &amp; SADNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9V2t_sK2I/AAAAAAAAABc/lJPMwrVB3oQ/s1600-h/51015703[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255513688712686434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9V2t_sK2I/AAAAAAAAABc/lJPMwrVB3oQ/s320/51015703%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;A man is happy as long as he chooses to be happy. If a man wants to feel happiness then one should decide to be happy. When a man gets happy by just going to the mall instead o going to the park, certainly he decides to be happy every time he go shopping. Therefore, happiness has something to do also with decision making. In the same way, a man is sad until he prefers to be happy. It is just a matter of attitude, as many people say. Happiness, in simple definition, is the sense of being happy. It's a life with no worries. A man is considered happy when he has the fulfillment of something he wants to achieve. It is when he is enjoying pleasure or contentment. Happiness is the sense of satisfaction in every pleasurable thing you do. It's so nice to be happy, says a song. So it is foolish for a man to live a life away from happiness. All of the thongs that are not mentioned in happiness brings about the idea of sadness on th other hand. Therefore, it's up for a man whether he wants to be happy or suffer living in sadness. As long as you have a happy heart, happiness could be found anywhere, inside a home, in a circle of friends or within a community.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Do everything but let it produce happiness. A famous quotation from a person goes this way, "try to live this world a little better than you found it, and when your turn comes to die, you can die happy feeling like it was worth it." Reflecting on this, we can see the real essence of happiness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9144927962615345929-8047361336580280536?l=cherry2691.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/feeds/8047361336580280536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9144927962615345929&amp;postID=8047361336580280536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/8047361336580280536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9144927962615345929/posts/default/8047361336580280536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cherry2691.blogspot.com/2008/08/happiness-sadness.html' title='HAPPINESS &amp; SADNESS'/><author><name>..cherry..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09530768906777853502</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y_C08fVLfk0/SO9V2t_sK2I/AAAAAAAAABc/lJPMwrVB3oQ/s72-c/51015703%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
