<?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-13943193</id><updated>2011-12-02T01:24:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger's block</title><subtitle type='html'>"ano nga ba ulit yun?"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-5342912370096493674</id><published>2007-09-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:19:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cyborg Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com/webimages/handyvac-TITO.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Thorough Infiltration and Troubleshooting Organism" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cyborg.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Cyborg Name&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-5342912370096493674?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/5342912370096493674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=5342912370096493674&amp;isPopup=true' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/5342912370096493674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/5342912370096493674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-cyborg-name.html' title='My Cyborg Name'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-1462361415053715873</id><published>2007-08-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:25:26.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a Tarot Card...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/fantastical/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Fool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-1462361415053715873?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/1462361415053715873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=1462361415053715873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/1462361415053715873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/1462361415053715873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-i-were-tarot-card.html' title='If I were a Tarot Card...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-4206561663079346392</id><published>2007-02-25T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:35:54.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/ReETpUkwKqI/AAAAAAAAABM/HIlOEw2yHao/s1600-h/nintendowii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/ReETpUkwKqI/AAAAAAAAABM/HIlOEw2yHao/s400/nintendowii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035327458995350178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May bago akong kinababaliwan ngayon. Yes, the Nintendo Wii. Nakuha ko siya 2 weeks ago at magmula nun, nahook na ko. Yun lang gusto ko lang i-share. Kaya sa may mga wii din dyan, add niyo ko sa wii friends list nyo. Here's my number: 5053-2324-1077-5116.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-4206561663079346392?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/4206561663079346392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=4206561663079346392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/4206561663079346392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/4206561663079346392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2007/02/may-bago-akong-kinababaliwan-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/ReETpUkwKqI/AAAAAAAAABM/HIlOEw2yHao/s72-c/nintendowii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-2879579995958487893</id><published>2007-02-16T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:35:54.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Nomad UK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/RdVeo0kwKlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D4TsyaJHGdo/s1600-h/12022007695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032032214056970834" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/RdVeo0kwKlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D4TsyaJHGdo/s200/12022007695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate goodbyes. Puro iyakan na lang pati senti senti pero may magagawa ba ko? ganun talaga eh. May mga bagay talaga na kahit gaano ka excited sa mangyayari sa future mo, hindi mo talaga maiiwasan na malungkot dahil may maiiwanan ka as you go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ang nangyari sakin dito sa IBM. Andito pa ko ngayon sa office at ito ang huling araw ko dito. Looking back, sobrang maraming nangyari sakin dito. Magmula sa pagsalubong sakin nila joe nung first day ko, hanggang sa pagsenti senti ko sa binigay nilang surprise video sakin na ginawa nila para sakin. Madaming masasaya at meron ding mga malulungkot. Lahat ng mga yon ay hindi ko makakalimutan dahil sa mga memories na yon nakasama ko ang mga masasabi kong tunay kong mga kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na ko masabi pa kundi ang mag thank you sa inyong lahat. Thank you for the happy and sad moments. Thank you for being my friends. Thank you for being part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss many things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My workstation ko(Alagaan mo yan wendy!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fellow BC islanders at ang kabilang isla&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang Nomad extension&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang pag-scavenge ng mga lunch ng mga Nomad UK girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SHAWARMA RICE!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang english lessons ni Vangie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang malalim na boses ni Kathy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang mga dilat na mata ni Yora&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang nakakabinging boses ni Jeff &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang maamong mukha ni Jonar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang career talks namin ni Jaja&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang makulay na pagibig ni Kissy at Macky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang makisig na katawan ni Maan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang mga tunog na nagmumula sa bibig ni Nicky (sound effects)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang mala "radar" na tingin ni Peter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang mga runway looks ni Gene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang bihirang pagtatanong sakin ni Wendy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang collage ni Kas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang napakagandang mukha at katawan ng minamahal kong Kat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang mahinhing tawa ni Mara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang crayola ni Joe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ang maliit na mundo ni Philip at ni Tower 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At syempre ang pag-aaudit. Auditing showed me the purpose of my life...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ayun..To Nomad UK + extension, ingat kayong lahat! sana walang kalimutan! may friday club pa din tayo ayt?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always remember, If you can't demonstrate (documentation) it, you cannot perform it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tito aka Meux, Smartie, Titopotpot and Tito Teddie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-2879579995958487893?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/2879579995958487893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=2879579995958487893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/2879579995958487893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/2879579995958487893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-nomad-uk.html' title='To Nomad UK'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UqMr8CJuakU/RdVeo0kwKlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/D4TsyaJHGdo/s72-c/12022007695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-116091882062546740</id><published>2006-10-15T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:27:00.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore oct 11-15 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/270122170/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/82/270122170_da1b1f8c0f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/270122170/"&gt;singapore oct 11-15 2006&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;jurong bird park, singapore zoo, night safari, sentosa island..basta ang dami... yan ang pinuntahan namin ni nicholas sa singapore. may finger na si nicky, nakapaglibot pa kami! hahahaha. sobrang saya. gusto kong bumalik dun. sarap ng food pero mahal ng ibang bilihin. ang linis at disiplinado ng tao dun. basta nasulit namin ang trip dun! :) babalik ako dun!! hehe&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-116091882062546740?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/116091882062546740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=116091882062546740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/116091882062546740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/116091882062546740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/10/singapore-oct-11-15-2006.html' title='singapore oct 11-15 2006'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-115737164519381773</id><published>2006-09-04T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:07:25.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puerto galera 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/233700205/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/96/233700205_f460ea0379_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/233700205/"&gt;puerto galera 2006&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;dami kasing photos kaya ginawa ko na lang na collage. hehe. halatang tamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang late ko na naexperience ang summer ko. better late than never diba. puerto galera kami ni nicky and maan. kahit poor man's boracay, sobrang enjoy kasi nakapagpahinga kami and at the same time na enjoy namin mga ginawa namin. lakad-lakad sa beach, snorkling, inom, lamon, picture-picture, at nag stargazing! ang konti pa ng tao and ang baba ng rates kasi off-peak. nag-cooperate pa ang weather samin. mejo human tocino nga ako eh. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya ayun. belated happy birthday maan and advance happy birthday nix!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-115737164519381773?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/115737164519381773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=115737164519381773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115737164519381773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115737164519381773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/09/puerto-galera-2006.html' title='puerto galera 2006'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-115700058241907323</id><published>2006-08-31T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:03:02.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mula sa utak ng isang introvert...</title><content type='html'>share ko lang ang thoughts ni peter, officemate ko. sayang lang kasi kung mabura na lang to eh sumakit ulo nun sa paggawa nito. caution lang: malalim to! hehe. so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a void exists inside all of us. sometimes it becomes more apparent than other moments. We try to make sense of the space that is present by affirming all the other things that we have achieved. However, we get to understand that it is not entirely up to us to fill that void. Only someone else can show us the way. But the way is always not so clear, and we must rely on our capacity to learn from our mistakes. Essentially, everything is trial in error and unless we are open to these risks and mistakes, can we only truly fill that void." --Peter Morales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice diba? *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-115700058241907323?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/115700058241907323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=115700058241907323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115700058241907323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115700058241907323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/08/mula-sa-utak-ng-isang-introvert.html' title='mula sa utak ng isang introvert...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-115591878462492768</id><published>2006-08-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:33:04.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ano nga ba ulit yun?</title><content type='html'>"blogger's block" yan ang bagong title ng blog ko. parang "designer's block" -- yung wala kang maisip na idea. obviously, kaya eto na ang title ng blog ko kasi yan parati sakit ko. ang dami dami kong ideas na puedeng ilagay dito pero pag magsisimula na ko mag-type, ayun, wala na. clueless na. as if walang naisip. pero paminsan pag tinopak nakakasulat naman ako, magulo nga lang. tulad nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibahin ko na style ko dito. tutal napagtatawanan din lang naman ang pageenglish ko, gawin ko na tong tagalog (paminsan taglish/englog). kaya din naman ako nahihirapan magsulat dito kasi nauubusan lang ako ng english, nagdudugo lang naman tenga at ilong ko eh sayang lang bulak namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try kong maging personal to as possible. kasi ako tong blog na to. reflection ko to. kung ano iniisip ko, dito ko inilalabas. bahala na kung gulo gulo o mali mali ang punctutation marks, ang importante nailabas ko ang naiisip ko at naishare ko sa lahat. ganun naman ang true meaning ng blog diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bakit ganun? pag sa utak ko ang dami dami kong gustong sabihin pero pag isusulat ko na dito hirap na hirap akong maglabas. tulad ngayon, every word ata na itype ko nagkakamot ako ng ulo. di ko kasi alam kung tama ba o maayos tong sinusulat ko. ano nga ba ulit topic nito? ang layo ko na ata sa dapat na napaguusapan dito eh. bahala na nga! type lang ng type! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok na siguro muna to..aba ok ah, may entry na ulit ako..malabo nga lang..astig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-115591878462492768?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/115591878462492768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=115591878462492768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115591878462492768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115591878462492768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/08/ano-nga-ba-ulit-yun.html' title='ano nga ba ulit yun?'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-115406757283586433</id><published>2006-07-28T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T14:22:42.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enthusiast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float:left;padding-right:15px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/icons/type7M.gif" border=0 alt="Enneagram" title="Take the Enneagram Institute's Free Enneagram Test"&gt;&lt;br&gt;free enneagram test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The busy, productive type. Sevens are extroverted, optimistic, versatile, and spontaneous. Playful, high-spirited, and practical, they can also misapply their many talents, becoming over-extended, scattered, and undisciplined. They constantly seek new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by staying on the go. They typically have problems with impatience and impulsiveness. At their Best: they focus their talents on worthwhile goals, becoming appreciative, joyous, and satisfied.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Basic Fear: Of being deprived and in pain&lt;br /&gt;    * Basic Desire: To be satisfied and content—to have their needs&lt;br /&gt;          fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;    * Enneagram Seven with a Six-Wing: "The Entertainer"&lt;br /&gt;    * Enneagram Seven with an Eight-Wing: "The Realist" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 (At Their Best):  Assimilate experiences in depth, making them deeply grateful and appreciative for what they have. Become awed by the simple wonders of life: joyous and ecstatic. Intimations of spiritual reality, of the boundless goodness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 2: Highly responsive, excitable, enthusiastic about sensation and experience. Most extroverted type: stimuli bring immediate responses—they find everything invigorating. Lively, vivacious, eager, spontaneous, resilient, cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3: Easily become accomplished achievers, generalists who do many different things well: multi-talented. Practical, productive, usually prolific, cross-fertilizing areas of interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4: As restlessness increases, want to have more options and choices available to them. Become adventurous and "worldly wise," but less focused, constantly seeking new things and experiences: the sophisticate, connoisseur, and consumer. Money, variety, keeping up with the latest trends important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 5: Unable to discriminate what they really need, become hyperactive, unable to say "no" to themselves, throwing self into constant activity. Uninhibited, doing and saying whatever comes to mind: storytelling, flamboyant exaggerations, witty wise-cracking, performing. Fear being bored: in perpetual motion, but do too many things—many ideas but little follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 6: Get into conspicuous consumption and all forms of excess. Self-centered, materialistic, and greedy, never feeling that they have enough. Demanding and pushy, yet unsatisfied and jaded. Addictive, hardened, and insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 7:  Desperate to quell their anxieties, can be impulsive and infantile: do not know when to stop. Addictions and excess take their toll: debauched, depraved, dissipated escapists, offensive and abusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 8: In flight from self, acting out impulses rather than dealing with anxiety or frustrations: go out of control, into erratic mood swings, and compulsive actions (manias).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 9: Finally, their energy and health is completely spent: become claustrophobic and panic-stricken. Often give up on themselves and life: deep depression and despair, self-destructive overdoses, impulsive suicide. Generally corresponds to the Manic-Depressive and Histrionic personality disorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key Motivations: Want to maintain their freedom and happiness, to avoid missing out on worthwhile experiences, to keep themselves excited and occupied, to avoid and discharge pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: John F. Kennedy, Benjamin Franklin, Leonard Bernstein, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kate Winslet, Elizabeth Taylor, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Steven Spielberg, Federico Fellini, Richard Feynman, Timothy Leary, Robin Williams, Jim Carey, Mike Myers, Cameron Diaz, Bette Midler, Chuck Berry, Elton John, Mick Jagger, Gianni Versace, Liza Minelli, Joan Collins, Malcolm Forbes, Noel Coward, Sarah Ferguson, Larry King, Joan Rivers, Regis Philbin, Howard Stern, John Belushi, and "Auntie Mame" (Mame).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-115406757283586433?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/115406757283586433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=115406757283586433&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115406757283586433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115406757283586433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/07/enthusiast.html' title='The Enthusiast'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-115193307148288781</id><published>2006-07-03T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:24:31.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>After months of saving up my money, I finally assembled my very own PC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen in my previous blog &lt;a href="http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/goal.html"&gt;"GOAL"&lt;/a&gt;, I was planning to setup my own PC for many reasons. One of which is to pursue my dream in Web designing. I thought this will never happen but lucky for me it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The specs for my PC ended up better than what I wrote before. It's a P4 3.0ghz processor, 1GB RAM, 160GB Hard Drive, DVD-Combo Drive creation assembled by my very own two hands! It's not yet complete though but I can use it now...actually I'm using it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so great accomplishing such goal. I've been longing to have this and now it's right here. Dreams do come true. Hehe! tama na ang drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be saving some more for a good video card, a wireless keyboard-mouse combo and a LCD monitor. So again, Good luck to me! But I know I can do it...If I did  it before, why can't I do it again? tama ba? hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-115193307148288781?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/115193307148288781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=115193307148288781&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115193307148288781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/115193307148288781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-114758145373685599</id><published>2006-05-14T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:39:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala Akong Paki Vol.1 - Noymaxx</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dw0PLPBV0s"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dw0PLPBV0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My cousin, together with his friends, created this music video of the song he wrote. Astig diba? hehe!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-114758145373685599?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/114758145373685599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=114758145373685599&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/114758145373685599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/114758145373685599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/05/wala-akong-paki-vol1-noymaxx.html' title='Wala Akong Paki Vol.1 - Noymaxx'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-114512637087063579</id><published>2006-04-16T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T11:50:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I can't sleep..Im just lying here on my bed and using my phone trying to think of something to type para antukin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Just had my birthday last april 1st (sige na, sige na, april fool na). Tanda ko na. I can't see myself at my age right now. Parang I'm not yet matured enough to be 24. Pero what the hell! At least I'm enjoying it...Or am I?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Madami na rin nangyari sakin na I consider na "eye opener" para sakin. These are things na sobrang madami akong na-realize. It may or may not be for my good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;It is good to know and I'm very happy that my sister passed the Bar Exams (astig ka ate!). Finally, we have an attorney in our family! Sarap pakinggan diba? Ang parents ko successfull with our business, my brother is an Engineer and recently my sister became a lawyer. How about me? Eto, isang empleyado lang sa isang kumpanya. Wala akong ipagmalaki sa magulang ko. The pressure in my part is so strong. I don't what to do. Should I get a medical degree para maging doctor ako? But then it's not who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I don't want to think na isa kong failure sa family ko. Nakikita ko lang kasi status ng mga kapatid ko eh. I can't help but to think talaga. Sobrang nakakapressure na hindi...Basta!! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;May mga iba pang mga bagay na gusto ko pa makuwento kaso huwag na lang. Sakin na lang yun. Ang point lang is may mga pangyayari sa buhay natin na hindi maganda pero magugulat ka dahil may magaganda ka rin na mapapala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;For the good part...I get to know who really are my friends. Andun sila kahit makinig lang sa problema mo, dadamayan at tutulungan ka. Yung tipong iisipin mo sana kapatid mo na lang siya (no offense to my fellow siblings hehe). Ngayon ko narealize na kahit malunod ka na sa problema, may mga tao talagang hindi mo aasahan na iaabot ang kamay mo para sagipin ka.&lt;br /&gt;Still can't sleep! Akala ko pa naman aantukin na ko nito! Oh well, I'll start counting sheeps na lang. 1...2...3...4......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-114512637087063579?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/114512637087063579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=114512637087063579&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/114512637087063579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/114512637087063579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2006/04/cant-sleep.html' title='can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-113560644855398650</id><published>2005-12-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T22:15:40.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2005</title><content type='html'>aahhh... Christmas... ang bilis talaga ng araw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family celebrated Christmas very simple. It was my Mom's birthday on Christmas Eve and we went to tagaytay. It was really cold!! First we went Horseback riding with my nephew. With all that smell and dirt, It was fun just to see my nephew enjoy the whole ride. Next, we ate dinner. The food was really good. 17 oysters! Imagine the whole plate of oysters gone because of me! hehe. After dinner, we went to the church to hear the christmas mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day came. As usual, I woke up late. I opened the presents my friends at the office gave me (Thanks! I like them all!!). All of my cousins and relatives went here and had a get-together lunch and dinner. We also had a share of alcohol also. We drank all day and night. I ended christmas drunk but all in all, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is what I get from all the stress that I get from work. Not that I'm complaining, It's just that maybe I deserve to have a break, relax and to have time for other things besides work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone!!! I can't wait for the New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-113560644855398650?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/113560644855398650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=113560644855398650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/113560644855398650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/113560644855398650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-2005.html' title='Christmas 2005'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112511947766269769</id><published>2005-08-27T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:13:00.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/1600/Tits%20%26%20sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/320/Tits%20%26%20sarah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Baby, please try to forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Stay here&lt;br /&gt;Don't put out the glow&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother&lt;br /&gt;If every minute it makes me weaker&lt;br /&gt;You can save me from the man that I've become&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness is tragical&lt;br /&gt;So help me&lt;br /&gt;I can't win this war&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;Touch me now&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother&lt;br /&gt;If every second it makes me weaker&lt;br /&gt;You can save me&lt;br /&gt;From the man I've become....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;With my confession&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to hide no more&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;But to show you&lt;br /&gt;The shape of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin back&lt;br /&gt;On things I've done&lt;br /&gt;I never wanna play the same old part&lt;br /&gt;Or keep you in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;Now let me show you the shape of my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112511947766269769?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112511947766269769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112511947766269769&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511947766269769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511947766269769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/08/9.html' title='9...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112511773758839530</id><published>2005-08-27T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T12:42:17.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Meal - 3rd Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/37282861/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos26.flickr.com/37282861_84323f3c4e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/37282861/"&gt;Business Meal - 3rd Party&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was Maan's Birthday last 08/25. We celebrated her day at Mang Jimmy's near UP Diliman. Food and Laughter filled the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to let sarah meet my friends @ work (she gets to see the office too, hehe). Surprisingly, one of my friends is her friend before in High School..What a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to be with them together outside the office. It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why "Business Meal-3rd Party"? You should be a Nomad to know that :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112511773758839530?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112511773758839530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112511773758839530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511773758839530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511773758839530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/08/business-meal-3rd-party.html' title='Business Meal - 3rd Party'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112511543462779847</id><published>2005-08-27T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T14:11:25.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy @ Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/36943797/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos24.flickr.com/36943797_722a94c2d8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px dotted rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/36943797/"&gt;Busy @ work 2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being an IBMer is not all fun and games. We also do work you know. Ironically, our work is our stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Freaks is one of our major responsibility. Together with Joe, we make sure that we are getting the rhythm by striking and pressing the right buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Life is hard...you just have to get thru tough times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112511543462779847?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112511543462779847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112511543462779847&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511543462779847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112511543462779847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/08/busy-work.html' title='Busy @ Work'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112271161620590960</id><published>2005-07-30T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:20:16.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Happiness is a conscious choice we make every day of our lives. For reasons unknown to me, many choose to be miserable, frustrated and angry most of the time. Happiness is not something that happens to us after we get something we want--we usually get things we want after we choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be happy, be.  ~Leo Tolstoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112271161620590960?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112271161620590960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112271161620590960&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112271161620590960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112271161620590960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112169564967349223</id><published>2005-07-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T22:07:29.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shallow T2</title><content type='html'>Lucky me! It's still my second day at my new work and I already get to experience some of the great things they give to us employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our town hall meeting. I thought it would be a whole day of boring talks but I was wrong. We actually had a game-- It was kinda like a "amazing race" type of game wherein we have to go what the clues tells us to go to until we reach our final destination. Clues were scattered all over Eastwood and it's up to us to find the clues and to finish the race. Along the way, we received food...for our team its fazolis pizza :)...After minutes of searching and solving clues, we finally reached our final stop which is in the cinema area. We were surprised that all of us would end up there. We get inside the theater and started with the meeting. It was really brief and they awarded some people. After that, we get to watch a movie, for free!!! It was Herbie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it's kinda shallow to think that I enjoyed the whole day today. I guess I'm just happy for the fact that I won't have any problems with my new work since they take care of their people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day have passed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112169564967349223?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112169564967349223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112169564967349223&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112169564967349223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112169564967349223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/shallow-t2.html' title='Shallow T2'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112147627949929678</id><published>2005-07-16T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T13:01:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello IBM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color:#9BC4E2;padding:20px;color:#4A708B;border-style:solid"&gt;Yesterday was my first day of my new job. I was hired by IBM Business Services to be one of their Pre-Auditors in IBM UK. I felt very nervous for the work that I will be doing. I felt very excited as well because it will be a new thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered their office, I was welcomed by my new team. They were so funny and comical! One of them approached me and said that he will be the one who will train me for the meantime since my new team leader is on paternity leave. He introduced me to everyone in the room. I felt very welcomed with their presence but of course my shyness conquered me so I was quiet the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're so funny and so noisy all the time. I guess it's because they just want to become free from their work that they're having. With that I remembered my accenture friends...for they are the same. I can't remember all of their names but some that I've remembered are Joe, Nicky, Javi, Ma-an, Mara, Capi....hmmmm...I'm so bad when it comes to remembering names...but no worries I still know their faces :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed that all the things that I'm doing from my previous job would also be the same for my new job. The only difference is the terms that they use and its more complicated. It was very complicated in fact that at the end of the day, I got a headache due to information overload! They are so many things to do and to remember! but fortunately they said to me that I don't have to memorize all, you just have to understand the concept and eventually I'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day of work was a bit tiring. I guess I still have to adjust since I haven't rested from my previous work. And I guess with the new people I met, I won't be having a hard time. Good luck to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112147627949929678?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112147627949929678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112147627949929678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112147627949929678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112147627949929678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-ibm.html' title='Hello IBM'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112135254199575355</id><published>2005-07-14T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:52:27.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Project Neptune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/1600/Image%2823%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/320/Image%2823%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" width="50%"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After almost a year of work, I'm finally leaving the one thing that I will never forget...Accenture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first job-- I didn't realize what my true potentials are until I started working here. Looking back, I was really afraid because I might not be the best of the bunch...and it happened. It was our first meeting with Mitch Gross and he was asking us some questions and unfortunately I was the only one who didn't answer right. Not only I stuttered but my english was really bad! After that I was so embarrased of myself and I thought It was the end. But looking myself now, I can't believe how much I accomplished-- I reached the level wherein I process the most complicated type of insurance claims; I was chosen as one of the auditors of our group; I was even chosen to be the point person who will be responsible for reporting audits to our foreign client; Lastly, I was chosen to be part of the panel to interview potential candidates for supervisory/team lead positions in other projects of Accenture. Thru hardwork, dedication and inspiration, I was able to reach far from I what I imagined. I've done all this not by myself, but with the help of my teammates which I consider my best friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met new and fresh faces when I entered the MSE Bldg on my first training day. They were my teammates. I thought I would have a very hard time to get to know these people but I was wrong. They are so friendly, warm and very open to themselves. We became friends immediately. We had the fondest memories and also the saddest. These memories made me realize that I wasn't alone. But one memory that I surely will never forget is when I was sitting on a bench outside the building and this girl suddenly approaches and gave the warmest smile...her name was Sarah...and after many months we became together. One simple smile led to many different things. It was her that made my life worth living...She opened my heart to love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life changed completely because of Accenture. and now that I'm leaving, I will never leave the things that I earned here--respect, memories, triumphs, and of course my friends. It's not them why I left, In fact they were the ones that kept me from leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words aren't enough to express how I'm feeling right now... I thought I was nothing but because of you guys, you made me realize that I'm someone and for that I would like to thank you for everything. Just like what you guys said to me "This is not a goodbye but see you later"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in life and Good luck on everything! You will surely be missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112135254199575355?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112135254199575355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112135254199575355&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112135254199575355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112135254199575355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-project-neptune.html' title='To Project Neptune'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112117061504192161</id><published>2005-07-12T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:25:44.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semacode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/25434692/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/25434692_1a2b8fbffc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px dotted rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/25434692/"&gt;Semacode&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The future of bar codes... Semacodes! visit &lt;a href="http://www.semacode.org/"&gt;http://www.semacode.org&lt;/a&gt; to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's basically a bar code type image. To see what's in it, all you need is your cameraphone and it's software to interpret it. You can download the software at their website. You can even create one of your own! If your cameraphone is ready to read semacodes, try this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112117061504192161?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112117061504192161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112117061504192161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112117061504192161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112117061504192161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/semacode.html' title='Semacode'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112054473272976095</id><published>2005-07-05T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T14:27:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss of a friend: An Obituary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/1600/nokia3650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/320/nokia3650.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, something very important to me died. It was 3 years of fun, sadness, laughter, and love. Time is so fast that one snap of the finger, it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun memories with it-- Sending jokes, quotes and everything that's worth; Playing games with it; Calling to my friends just to say hello and Receiving pictures that will serve as memories. Of course, there is also sadness. It's been there for me when I found out the deaths of some of my relatives, shocking news, and even my first break-up. Through bad and good times, it has always been there for me. And now it's gone, All I can do is to move on and continue living without it. It's sad to know but I have to accept it. It's life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempts to reach you seems impossible for it is too late to turn back time and make things right. It happend and I can't change it. I was trying to hold on but fate makes you to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be in my memory. You will surely be missed. Wherever you are, I hope you are in good hands. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my listener, my speaker, my friend, my Nokia 3650.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112054473272976095?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112054473272976095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112054473272976095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112054473272976095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112054473272976095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/loss-of-friend-obituary.html' title='Loss of a friend: An Obituary'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112028029215469635</id><published>2005-07-02T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T12:58:12.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Elaine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26109476@N00/1991557/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1991557_a7274e1492_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26109476@N00/1991557/"&gt;simple me...&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/26109476@N00/"&gt;Chinits&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In celebrating her 23rd birthday, she treated us with a very delightful lunch in Good Earth at Metro Walk. Great food I must say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have more birthdays to come and good luck on all your endeavours. I wish you happiness and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生日快樂 !!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112028029215469635?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112028029215469635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112028029215469635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112028029215469635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112028029215469635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-elaine.html' title='Happy Birthday Elaine!'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112021879065949054</id><published>2005-07-01T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:00:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE: The Campaign To Make Poverty History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.one.org/images/greybanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.one.org/images/greybanner.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The One Campaign: “WE BELIEVE that in the best American tradition of helping others help themselves, now is the time to join with other countries in a historic pact for compassion and justice to help the poorest people of the world overcome AIDS and extreme poverty. WE RECOGNIZE that a pact including such measures as fair trade, debt relief, fighting corruption and directing additional resources for basic needs – education, health, clean water, food, and care for orphans – would transform the futures and hopes of an entire generation in the poorest countries, at a cost equal to just one percent more of the US budget. WE COMMIT ourselves - one person, one voice, one vote at a time - to make a better, safer world for all.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add your signature to The One Declaration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;Sign The ONE Declaration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/13943193-112021879065949054?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112021879065949054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112021879065949054&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112021879065949054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112021879065949054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-campaign-to-make-poverty-history.html' title='ONE: The Campaign To Make Poverty History'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112019942840190620</id><published>2005-07-01T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:30:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal</title><content type='html'>One of my goals for myself is to have a PC of my own. I'm planning to buy parts and to build it on my own using my own money. So far, I haven't bought any components since I still don't have enough money to buy them. I hope by end of this year I can purchase even just the half of what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While still saving up my money, I surf the net to canvass the prices of what I need. I need a PC that I can use mostly on web designing and multimedia so I focus more on components that is essential for them. After hours of searching, I came up with a setup which will be good enough for what I need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intel Pentium 4 2.4A Ghz 1MB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ECS P4VMM2 Motherboard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;80GB Hard Drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;256MB DDR266 Memory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ATI Radeon 9550 128MB Graphics Card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liteon CD-RW (52/52/32)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Antec Aria Micro-ATX Cube Case (I like it small and compact!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not yet final.. I may find better than them but for the meantime I'll stick to this one first and start saving up...&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112019942840190620?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112019942840190620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112019942840190620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112019942840190620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112019942840190620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/goal.html' title='Goal'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112018916964691419</id><published>2005-07-01T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:48:20.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr Badge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/22737101/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px dotted rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22737101_1f42876eba_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/22737101/"&gt;Flickr Badge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A Flickr Badge of my own! Want one? &lt;a href="http://flagrantdisregard.com/flickr/badge.php"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; For Flickr fans out there try this one out. Don't know Flickr? Don't just sit there... visit it now &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;www.flickr.com&lt;/a&gt;. Visit my Flickr page as well &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112018916964691419?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112018916964691419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112018916964691419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112018916964691419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112018916964691419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/07/flickr-badge.html' title='Flickr Badge'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112011587612461345</id><published>2005-06-30T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:17:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened last night</title><content type='html'>One of our old PCs got broken and the motherboard needs to be replaced with a new one. Being interested in PCs, I decided to fix it myself so that there will be no money to be spent on labor and so that I can learn how to fix it for I was planning to build a PC of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new the parts ready, I began fixing it last night. Everything was doing well...but then when I start to boot it up...nothing displays on the monitor! It even shut down after how many seconds! Being paranoid and all, I've came up with theories why it went that way. I may had incorrectly connected something or maybe the motherboard is broken (I went crazy with the thought of it because the motherboard is brand new!) or maybe it's in the processor...I even thought of the silliest theories to support what happened-- I forgot to wash my face that's why it didn't work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother came to rescue. He checked the PC and made his theories also. I was so nervous that time because I thought I broke the motherboard which is just new and I can't afford to replace it with a new one. He told me that maybe I forgot to connect something on the motherboard but I thought that connection would be irrelevant. Hours passed and we still can't figure out what's wrong...We tried many attempts but it is still unsuccessful. We gave up and my brother told me that he will ask a PC shop nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All throughout today, I feel so nervous on what will be the outcome of the problem. My brother called me up with an exciting news. The motherboard is perfectly fine. I just forgot to connect something. The theory of my brother was correct. I was relieved with that and finally I can finish what I have started. I can't wait to finish it up tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is something that should be learned from this...then so be it...haha...I don't care... I just would like to share my thoughts to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112011587612461345?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112011587612461345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112011587612461345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112011587612461345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112011587612461345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-happened-last-night.html' title='what happened last night'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112003168785118358</id><published>2005-06-29T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:09:30.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think about this</title><content type='html'>Some questions that I want you to ponder on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What color is the Red Cross?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bamboo Organ is made of what?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can we sunbathe at night?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are there Chinese in China?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How many are the 3 Muskeeteers?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Serious questions have serious answers.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My wakko mind strikes again!!!!!!!!!! hahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112003168785118358?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112003168785118358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112003168785118358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112003168785118358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112003168785118358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/think-about-this.html' title='think about this'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112002698423195431</id><published>2005-06-29T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:36:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream of a wakko mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.volkswagen.com"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/1246/400/newbeetle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;a href="http://alboi.blogspot.com"&gt;Al&lt;/a&gt; is singing "Someday" for a Digital Camera, I'll be hiring a choir and will sing "Dream, Dream, Dream" for this one!! A Volkswagen New Beetle... *sigh* ...back to reality T2... back to reality...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112002698423195431?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112002698423195431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112002698423195431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112002698423195431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112002698423195431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/dream-of-wakko-mind.html' title='dream of a wakko mind'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112002553617836698</id><published>2005-06-29T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:13:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about me today</title><content type='html'>I'm done with my work! whew! Good for me I finished early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize what I did the whole day today at the office, I processed 81 claims (which is so many compared to our normal load), Ate lunch with my Sarah (I had Mcdo and sarah brought her lunch), and helping my friends fix their blogs. They want to customize their blogs by putting some stuff on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, I like customizing pages that's why I was willing to help them. My friend Al wanted to have a digital clock on his page and Sarah wanted an analog clock and a counter for her page. I was successful in putting clocks on their blogs..Want to see them? click here for &lt;a href="http://alboi.blogspot.com"&gt;Al's Blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://happilydreaming.blogspot.com"&gt;Sarah's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. The only problem that I have is putting a counter. I can't find a nice and free counter that I can use. Any idea where I can find one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like designing web pages. I'm not yet a professional web designer but hopefully I can be one in the future. I feel a sense of accomplishment when I make a good site. I only created few and they are not that still good enough to be considered as professional-looking. I learn designing web pages thru self-learning. I look for resources on the net, study them and experiment with it. Want to see my few creations? visit &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/wakko41.geo"&gt;my site&lt;/a&gt; or visit &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/chelaine"&gt;chelaine's aviary&lt;/a&gt;, a website I created for my friend Elaine dedicated to her pet birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about me for this day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112002553617836698?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112002553617836698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112002553617836698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112002553617836698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112002553617836698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/about-me-today.html' title='about me today'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-112000007227740648</id><published>2005-06-29T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T07:07:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outcome of boredom</title><content type='html'>It's 6:49 in the morning. I'm still not in the mood to work so I decided to post here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored right now. I know that there are a lot of things to do today yet I'm so lazy to start a single thing that is related to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I can't think of something right now...hmmm... Oh well, I guess there's no other thing to do but to start working...time to get things started...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-112000007227740648?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/112000007227740648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=112000007227740648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112000007227740648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/112000007227740648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/outcome-of-boredom.html' title='outcome of boredom'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-111976681599301318</id><published>2005-06-26T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T19:14:12.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots @ Sarah's Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/21592486/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/21592486_69c5fa306c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/21592486/"&gt;Snapshots @ Sarah's Place&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having fun is what we do...That's what we are...Al, Cy, Marvin, Tito and Sarah.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-111976681599301318?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/111976681599301318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=111976681599301318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111976681599301318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111976681599301318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/snapshots-sarahs-place_111976681599301318.html' title='Snapshots @ Sarah&apos;s Place'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-111976454183143455</id><published>2005-06-26T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T20:26:41.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sarah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/21583832/"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2px dotted rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" src="http://photos15.flickr.com/21583832_e7d9f0eee1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/21583832/"&gt;Happy Birthday Sarah!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was yesterday when we celebrated the 23rd birthday of my Sarah...Yep..it's 23.. don't be fooled by the picture. We're just having fun messing the cake up and interchanged the birthday candles. It was a very simple celebration. In the office, She gave us Yellow Cab Pizza and Ice Cream for lunch. And later that night, Al, Cy, Marvin and Me went to her place to have dinner with her. We had pancit and BBQ. After that, She blew her birthday cake as you can see in the picture. We stayed there for hours laughing, taking pictures while finishing the cake which I bought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she enjoyed her birthday. My only wish is for her to be happy in her life and may she have the strength to overcome her struggles that she encounters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sarah..I love you very much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-111976454183143455?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/111976454183143455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=111976454183143455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111976454183143455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111976454183143455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-sarah.html' title='Happy Birthday Sarah!'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-111968887486561750</id><published>2005-06-25T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:44:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go slow..listen..slowsounds..</title><content type='html'>Heartbroken? In Love? or just want to listen some slow and serene sounds that will surely touch your heart and your soul? then I've gathered up some of my favorite tunes that you can stream or download. I call it Slowsounds... Love can be felt by everyone even with the wackiest mind.. here's the link: &lt;a href="http://tito41.multiply.com/music"&gt;http://tito41.multiply.com/music&lt;/a&gt; ..thank you &lt;a href="http://www.multiply.com"&gt;multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-111968887486561750?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/111968887486561750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=111968887486561750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111968887486561750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111968887486561750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/go-slowlistenslowsounds.html' title='Go slow..listen..slowsounds..'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-111968773771612973</id><published>2005-06-25T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T16:22:17.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing someone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/47559/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/47559_82b1e9a683_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: dotted 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tito/47559/"&gt;me and my friends&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/tito/"&gt;T2&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss my hometown friends. We usually go out to alot of different places. We watch movies together, go barhopping, and having road trips. But with our work right now, we seldom see each other now... Deng, Abi, Ron, Mon and Tin wherever you are.. I hope we can get together again just like the old times..&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-111968773771612973?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/111968773771612973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=111968773771612973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111968773771612973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111968773771612973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/missing-someone.html' title='missing someone...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13943193.post-111967958067091476</id><published>2005-06-25T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T14:48:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..blog mania...</title><content type='html'>I can't help it. Everyone is doing it so why can't I? I'm talking about blogging. I've heard of it a long time ago but I never really appreciated it until now. I was never really into writing...I'm having a hard time thinking what words would I write and my grammar is so bad (this entry would be a perfect example of what I'm talking about) that's why I don't appreciate making any journals or stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like reading blogs. It's funny to see the blogs of people who use it to escape from reality or to use it as a way reduce their stress or to release their extreme emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm at the office and most of the people here are into blogging and they encourage me to have one also and with that here it is...my very own blog...and you know what, I actually starting to like it. Why? not only I can write blogs but also I can upload some photos and my favorite, I can customize my page in any style I want using HTML!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the coming days expect to see my wakko thoughts and experience the ultimate ride of my imagination... As for me, I'll start reviewing my grammar notes again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13943193-111967958067091476?l=wakkot2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/feeds/111967958067091476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13943193&amp;postID=111967958067091476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111967958067091476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13943193/posts/default/111967958067091476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wakkot2.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-mania.html' title='..blog mania...'/><author><name>T2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10448893794633988728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://photos1.flickr.com/27524_36ad3ae8b9_t.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
