Internet

After I went out of the office, I went directly to the Internet cafe, searching some videos in YouTube, I came across this beautiful video from Kansas University.



if you can comprehend what it means...then maybe you can understand who is using who.

We are the WEB, We are the machine or the other way around.

~ciao!

I miss my baby

Hmmm......after a tiring day in the office, I just want to go home and relax with my girlfriend...unfortunately, I can't! Because she has to go home early, and she had to work too you know, we both are busy with work, and are exhausted during the day.

We often see each other after work, just to unwind the workday, and eat our dinner together, then after that we hang out in my place. Spend some intimate time with each other, relaxing, watch a movie or what's on TV. After that, she would go home, and I let her ride on her way home. But today, we didn't see each other, we are so busy with office work and she has to go home early too. But I decided to stay in the office and finish the remaining jobs I had.

I will call her before I go out in the office.

I miss my baby!



~ciao!

Office Work, office work

Wow, I can't believe what I have done, I was productive today! I'm so proud of myself. Hehehe, just joking around really, but honestly I have done a lot today in the office.

1. CS160 Class, finished discussing, chapter 7 and five more chapters to go, and we are done! I also reminded them about the assignment due 6:00 in the evening. Another exam is on the way tomorrow, coverage chapter 5-7.
2. CS114 Class, I was about to begin discussing JavaScript, but I decided to let them finish the FORM and INPUT tag exercises. Discuss JavaScript tomorrow.
3. I had submitted my Lecturer's utilization for January to Karl, long overdue last Jan 31, but it was submitted nonetheless.
4. I gave the newly hired lecturers TNA(Traning Needs Analysis) an assessment of what subjects they can handle and capable of teaching, and needs more enhancement.
5. Assigned numerous lecturers, to upcoming ICL Courses this SAT and SUN, I had assigned a former Informatics student Abigail Mancelita to XP6MS Course(Basic Word, Excel, Internet & Email). At least she would have exposure to teaching, and I have to follow-up the teacher tomorrow for the MYOB course this coming sunday. And follow-up the lecturer for Advance Excel.
6. Updated the Part-time Lecturer's List for list of courses they can teach, contact numbers and merge them with Mam Lyn's list of part time lecturer. Tomorrow, I'm gonna assess the newly hired lecturers, so that I can post them on the list. This list is needed by the Course Consulting Department so that they would know what courses to offer, depending on the availability of the lecturers and their respective field of expertise.
7. I had to clean and organize the installers, used last week during the installation of ROOM A.

Wow, that's a lot, it consumed my whole day doing those stuff. It may not be that many in terms of numbers, but it took me the whole day just to achieved those!

Plans for tomorrow:

• Conduct CS160 Exam, Coverage: Chapters 5-7
• Lunch Break @12nn!
• Discuss JavaScript on CS114
• After my CS114 Class, assess newly hired lecturers, and assign possible course to teach/handle
  
• Follow up MYOB Lecturer for sunday.
• Talk to Jay regarding, Advance Excel Lecturer
• Give Lecturer's Manual to XP6MS lecturer
• Discuss Arrays/Structures/File Handling to CS115 Students
• Finish organizing the Installers in the drawer.
  
• update List of Lecturers both for part-time and full time
• update to do list!

Hmmm.....that's it for now....I have to go home and eat my chow! Im starving.!


~ciao

Suddenly I'm thinking of $iomai

Late last year, I have been contemplating on selling "siomai" one of my favorite snacks to eat, just thinking about it makes my mouth to water! *YUM*

I got this idea, from the place where me and my girlfriend eats siomai in Labangon. The name of the place is "Way Tugpahay", it's a place in Tisa, Labangon, Cebu where siomai is the main menu. As I have observed, many of the customers there eat siomai everyday. From snacks to dinner, many customers buy siomai at the same place.

My girlfriend suggested, "Why don't you sell siomai in your place". Hmm...what a good idea, and from that it give me inspiration to make business of selling Siomai! First off, let's get some recipe to get us started...wait, what's a "SIOMAI"??

Siomai is a dimsum of Chinese origin which is also quite common in the Philippines. One can order different kinds of siomai but the base is always pork. The ground meat should have some fat otherwise the cooked siomai will be too tough. I tried to experiment on chicken siomai some years back and made the mistake of taking out the skin and fat and it turned out to be tough. Prawns or shrimps can be substituted for part of the pork if desired. For the binder, some use flour or corn starch but I find it to leave a raw taste so I use egg instead (proportion is 1 egg to 1 kg pork).

Siomai Recipe

Ingredients:

1 cup chopped shrimps
1/4 cup ground pork
1 cup chopped singkamas
1/4 cup chopped green onions
1 onion, finely chopped,

1egg, beaten
1 teaspoon soy sauce
salt and pepper to taste
1 pack siomai wrapper
oil for brushing



more to come....


Recipe and Images Courtesy of:
http://recipes.com.ph/show/siomai/
http://pinoyfood.nimrodel.net/2006/08/08/pork-siomai-steamed-pork-dumplings/
http://karen.mychronicles.net/?p=6

a day in the office

Yesterday, I arrived in the office early. I turned on my PC, check my todo list, had to follow up some paper works from a colleague, made a couple of calls, and viola, im done. I checked my mails, updated my todo list, checked a couple of schedules, and open my mobile phone to transfer some old message on my PC. My inbox is getting clogged up with messages from a person I don't really know of personally, and keeps on sending me defamatory and unkind words. Pretty ironic, because I know for a fact this person is a devout in thier chosen relegion.

Anyways, after transferring a few messages, I noticed that students are arriving in to their respective rooms, and inquiring here and there about thier classes. I went out of my office, and began my rounds to check every classes if it's intact and going without any delays. After my round, I went back to my office, checked my email again, and continued to transfer messages from my phone. After a while I saw one of my faculty who just arrived, I checked the time, it's around 10:15am-10:30am.

I just went on with my transferring of messages. After a while a knock came on my door, one of the faculty came storming to my office with looks of frustration and/or anger(?). The frist words that I heard was an apology for not report for work a day before, and then the word I dreaded the most "RESIGNATION". I ask to talk about it, I asked why, the answer came to me just as I suspected. It was about the conflict that has been brewing for some time now, between a superior and another employee. She said that she feels pressured whenever the other person is around, and she doesn't like the way the Superior is treating the employee. In as much that I wan't to disclose the details between the argument between the superior and the employee, I rather not, it's getting personal already and I can sense that the superior is getting very very personal.

My poor colleague is so pressured that she wants to resign within 15 days. She doesnt want to be in a hostile working environment. After the details of our personal talk(which I will not disclose here), I adviced her that it would take around 30 days for the effectivity of the resignation, that is the mandate of the HR manual and we are bound to follow it. I advised her just to hang on a little bit, for the reason that if she would resign, she has no company to transfer to, second, most of the companies during the last quarter of the year stops hiring additional personnel, and alots funds for the upcoming Christmas Party and employee bonuses. I told her just to stay put for a while, just hang on a little longer, and just don't think about the pressure coz it's not her thats at fault.

We also talked about how the company is turning around from the previous manager's mess, I also emphasized that as of now, the company is gaining revenue and the company is getting positive revenues every month. I don't know if I am wrong or right in my advices, all I know is that when we talked, I didn't have to think of what words to say regarding the company, and her performance, and brewing conflict....it was spontaneous....it came from my heart.

Deep inside me I was saddened and troubled. I was saddened because my team was getting agitated as the result of the conflict and they are now expressing thier intention to resign, albiet in a form of a joke or in a serious talk like we had with my colleague. I came to realize that all their troubles roots to the conflict between the superior and the employee, and it is affecting their performance in the office, and it is affecting them as a person. What can I do? We can't tell our superior to be professional or to stop doing what they might be doing wrong. They are our boss, we don't have the right to tell them that they are wrong nor we can't order them to stop pressuring other employees, and we don't have the courage to go against them.

The same day also, I received the letter of explanation from the two of my team members from the NTE(notice to explain) letter I gave them last saturday regarding their violation. After reading their response, I gave the letter to my immediate supervisor and reviewed them, he advised me to schedule their respective suspension without affecting their classes. I went back to my room and checked the calendar, and decided that it would be best to serve their suspension next week, during midterm exams. They would just leave the questionaires to other faculty.

This is the first time I have to give a faculty member a suspension, not just one, but two. The fact that I'm their immediate head, and issuing them suspension coming from the orders of a another superior, makes me question myself. Why would I issue suspension to my faculty, they have not directly violated any rules of the company. I don't wan't to talk about it. Maybe, there will come a time that I will understand why I did what I did. I felt guilt deep inside when I issued the suspension.

*Sigh* Just another day in the office.

Back from Down Under

It's been awhile, and I haven't updated my blog for a very long time. It's been stagnant for months, and a lot has happened since then...I got a lot of catching up to do. But with my busy schedule in the office my only chance to catch up is to write small doses of my blog whenever I can have a free time.

Well, I'm back fresh and new...with the old/new me. ^^

If you've missed me....I missed you too.

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I have this poem in a poster in vacant room in our house and I've been wanting to copy it and post it in my office for inspiration. But the poster has partly been covered by the closet, I wasn't able to copy it whole. I've been scouring the net in the past few days but fail, and I tried again and succeeded. Well, thanks for posting this poem, to whoever you are, Turtle Princess.

Read below:
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Love Your Work

if you don't like your work,
you'll need three times the energy:
to force yourself to work,
to resist the force,
and finally to work.

if you love your work,
your desire to do it
will be like a wind
to propel your ship
with much less fuel.

if you like your work,
you work no more -
for work, when you like it,
is work no longer,
but sheer enjoyment!

if you enjoy your work,
you'll work and work
without counting the hours -
and you'll reap and enjoy
more earnings as well.


- H.L. Neri
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Thanks Turtle Princess

Positive Outlook in Life

I am thankful:
For the wife
Who says it's hot dogs tonight,
Because she is home with me,
And not out with someone else.

For the husband
Who is on the sofa
Being a couch potato,
Because he is home with me
And not out at the bars.

For the teenager
Who is complaining about doing dishes
Because it means she is at home,
Not on the streets.

For the taxes i pay
Because it means
I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a party
Because it means i have
Been surrounded by friends.

For the clothes that fit a little too snug
Because it means
I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work
Because it means
I am out in the sunshine

For a lawn that needs mowing,
Windows that need cleaning,
And gutters that need fixing
Because it means i have a home.

For all the complaining
I hear about the government
Because it means
We have freedom of speech..

For the parking spot
I find at the far end of the parking lot
Because it means i am capable of walking
And i have been blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill
Because it means
I am warm.

For the lady behind me in church
Who sings off key because it means
I can hear.

For the pile of laundry and ironing
Because it means
I have clothes to wear.

For weariness and aching muscles
At the end of the day
Because it means i have been
Capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off
In the early morning hours
Because it means i am alive.

And finally, for too much e-mail
Because it means i have
Friends who are thinking of me.

Live well, laugh often, & love with all of your heart!
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Today, before you think of saying any unkind word
Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the food that you eat
Think of those who has nothing to eat.

Before you complain about life,
Think of someone who went early to heaven.
And when you are tired and complaining about your job,
Think of the unemployed, the disabled and
Those who wished they had your job

And when depressing thoughts seems to get you down
Put on a smile on your face,
And thank God you're alive and still around.
Life is a gift. Live it well.

Worthy Risk

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There is a risk involved in everything
Every time you share a smile
Every time you shed a tear
You are opening yourself up to hurt.

Some people tread slowly through life,
Avoiding the closeness risk brings,
Sidestepping the things they can not understand
Turning away from those who care too much-
Those who care stay too long,
Those who hold too tightly.

There is never an easy way to love
You cannot approach it cautiously
It will not wait for you to arm yourself.

It does not care if you turn away
It is everywhere, it is everything.
Love is the greatest of all risks.

It is not reliable, it is not cautious,
It is not sympathetic
It is unprejudiced and unmerciful.
It strikes the strongest of mind,
And brings them to their knees in one blow.

Even in the best of times, love hurts.
It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,
It hurts to be the other part of someone else,
Without either of your consent.

But, from the moment it overtakes you,
It hurts worse to be all alone.
The risk of love never depletes;
It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.
But, it is in the total surrender of all defense,
That we, no matter weak or strong,
No matter willing or captive,
No matter what, we truly experience love.

Despite the many things love is not,
Outweighing it all are the things that love is.
Love is surrender without a loss.
It is a gift without the cost.
It consumes your every thought and desire,
Every breath you take.
It is the fire that fuels you
To do more than pass through life;
It urges you, instead, to live.

No matter the outcome, having felt love,
You will never be the same.
It may scar your heart and soul
And leave you only memories of forever.
Or, it may cause every day of your life
To feel like there is no need for tomorrow.
But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk...

For in all of life,
Love is truly the only risk worth taking.

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from a very close friend. Richie.

The Difference

- I got this text message from a friend since in high school days. It's funny how she tells the difference of women with regards to age, in relevance to BED and STORY. Read along.
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Question: What is the difference among girls aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58, and 68?

Answer: At age 8, you take her to bed and tell her a story. At age 18, you tell her a story and take her to bed. At age 28, you don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed. At age 38, she tells you a story and takes you to bed. At age 48, You tell her a story to avoid going to bed. At age 58, You stay in bed to avoid her story. At age 68, If you take her to bed, now that will be a story.
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- Yesterday, I also got a hilarious text message from my girlfriend, in relevance to the 6-6-6(June 6, 2006) event. Read along.
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"Today is 666(June 06, 2006) This is a once in a lifetime event.
Never let this day past without greeting our love ones.

HAPPY SEX SEX SEX! (instead of SIX SIX SIX)
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~ciao

How to Stay Young

I got this article in my email from a very good friend, I like the message it conveys. It's about a making positive view of getting old and how to stay young in everything you do. Read along.
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Art of Aging
by: George Carlin


Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

"How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50, and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90's, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!


HOW TO STAY YOUNG

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them!"

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, arts & crafts, cooking, style, fashion, gardening, music, movies, sports, books whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9 Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity

11. Should I include Gossip????!!!!! ha ha ha.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."

Happiness

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"Why should we not have a good time
from a part of our daily program?
Why should not this enter into our
great life plan?

Why should we serious and gloomy
because we have to work for a living?
There is a moral as well as healing
influence in things which amuse and
makes use enjoy life.

No one was ever spoiled by good humor,
but tens of thousands have been made
better by it. Fun is a good necessary to
the wholeness of man as bread."


-Dr. Sidney N. Bremer
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Happiness Come in Pieces

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Happiness is like a crystal,
Fair and exquisite and clear,
Broken in a million pieces,
Shattered, scattered, far and near.

Now and then along life’s pathway,
Some shining fragments fall;
But there are so many pieces
No one ever finds them all.

You may find a bit of beauty
Or an honest share of wealth,
While another just beside you
Gathers honor, love or health.

Vain to choose or grasp unduly,
Broken is the perfect ball;
And there are so many pieces
No one ever finds them all.

Yet the wise, as on they journey,
Treasure every fragment clear,
Fit them as they come together,
Imagining the shattered sphere,

Learning ever to be thankful,
Though their share of it is small.
For it has so many pieces,
No one ever finds them all.

-Priscilla Leonard
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Why Go To Church?

If you're spiritually alive, you're going to love this! If you're spiritually dead, you won't want to read it. If you're spiritually curious, there is still hope!

Why Go To Church?

A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday. "I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all."

This started a real controversy in the "Letters to the Editor" column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher:

"I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this.. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!" When you are DOWN to nothing.... God is UP to something! Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!"

TO MEET SUCH A MAN

Hi, here is another article from my email that got my attention, I like reading articles like these, it reminds me of something that life is worth living and filling it with little good deeds to people and strangers alike. Hmmm....anyways read on.
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I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day.

As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, "I will work for food." My heart sank.

I broughthim to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness and disbelief.

We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car.

Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: "Don't go back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the square."

Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack.

I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor.

"Looking for the pastor?" I asked.

"Not really," he replied, "just resting."

"Have you eaten today?"

"Oh, I ate something early this morning."

"Would you like to have lunch with me?"

"Do you have some work I could do for you?"

"No work," I replied. "I commute here to work from the city, but I would like to take you to lunch."

"Sure," he replied with a smile.

As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions. Where you headed?"

"St. Louis."

"Where you from?"

"Oh, all over; mostlyFlorida."

"How long you been walking?"

"Fourteen years," came the reply.

I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, "Jesus is The Never Ending Story."

Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.

He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God.

"Nothing's been the same since," he said, "I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now."

"Ever think of stopping?" I asked.

"Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles . That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads."

I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked: "What's it like?"

"What?"

"To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show your sign?"

"Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts of other folks like me."

My concept was changing, too. Wefinished our dessert and gathered his things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said, "Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in."

I felt as if we were on holy ground. "Could you use another Bible?" I asked.

He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. "I've read through it 14 times," he said.

"I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see" I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful.

"Where are you headed from here?" I asked.

"Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon."

"Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?"

"No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star
right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next."

He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things.

"Would you sign my autograph book?" he asked. "I like to keep messages from folks I meet."

I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah, "I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope."

"Thanks, man," he said. "I know we just met and we're really just strangers, but I love you."

"I know," I said, "I love you, too." "The Lord is good!"

"Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?" I asked.

A longtime," he replied

And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, "See you in the New Jerusalem."

"I'll be there!" was my reply.

He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll a! nd pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, "When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"

"You bet," I shouted back, "God bless."

"God bless." And that was the last I saw of him.

Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would staywarm that night without them.

Then I remembered his words: "If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"

Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. "See you in ! the New Jerusalem," he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will...

If this story touched you, forward it to a friend!

"I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again."
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ciao~

The story of the "Last Supper" Painting

I don't know if this is true but I heard the story before during my elementary years in my ReEd class. Inline with the hype of The Da Vinci Code, let me publish this article I got from my email.

It has been a tough week, so busy with work, I have to handle 1pm-7pm class, and some other reports/office paperworks to catchup during the past weeks, I apologize for not updating my Blog so often. I have been in a low state recently due to financial reasons, but I'm still hanging on. I know I can make it!!! I can make it. With prayers and understanding I can still walk tall and talk proud of my self. Let me finish this with the article itself.
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The painting of the last supper is extremely interesting and instructive. The two incidents connected with it afford a most convincing lesson on the effects of right and wrong thinking in the life of a boy or a girl or of a man or a woman.

Leonardo Da Vinci, a noted Italian artist, painted the Last Supper; and the time engaged for its completion was seven years. The figures representing the twelve apostles and Christ himself were painted from living persons. The life-model for the painting of the figure of Jesus was chosen.

When it was decided that Da Vinci would paint this great picture, hundreds and hundreds of young men were carefully viewed in an endeavor to find a face and personality exhibiting innocence and beauty, free from the scars and signs of dissipation caused by sin.

Finally, after weeks of laborious searching, a young man nineteen years of age was selected as a model for the portrayal of Christ. For six months, Da Vinci worked on the production of this leading character of his famous painting. During the next six years, Da Vinci continued his labors on this sublime work of art. One by one, fitting persons were chosen to represent each of the eleven apostles; space being left for the painting of the figure representing Judas Iscariot as the final task of this masterpiece. This was the Apostle, you remember, who betrayed his Lord for 30 pieces of silver, worth in our present day, currency of $16.96.

For weeks, Da Vinci searched for a man with a hard callous face, with a countenance marked by scars of avarice, deceit, hypocrisy, and crime; a face that would delineate a character who would betray his best friend.

After many discouraging experiences in searching for the type of person required to represent Judas, word came to Da Vinci that a man whose appearance met his requirements had been found in a dungeon in Rome, sentenced to die for a life of crime and murder.

Da Vinci made the trip to Rome at once, and this man was brought out from his imprisonment in the dungeon and led out into the light of the sun. There, Da Vinci saw before him a dark, swarthy man; his long, shaggy and unkempt hair sprawled over his face, which betrayed a character of viciousness and complete ruin. At last, the famous painter has found the person he wanted to represent the character of Judas in his painting.

By special permission from the king, this prisoner was carried to Milan where the picture was being painted; and for months he sat before Da Vinci at appointed hours each day as the gifted artist diligently continued his task of transmitting to his painting this base character in the picture representing the traitor and betrayer of our savior.

As he finished his last stroke, he turned to the guards and said, I have finished. You may take the prisoner away. As the guards were leading the prisoner away, he suddenly broke loose from their control and rushed up to Da Vinci, crying as he did so, O, Da Vinci, look at me! Do you not know who I am?

Da Vinci, with the trained eyes of a great character student, carefully scrutinized the man upon whose face had constantly gazed for six months and replied, No, I have never seen you in my life until you were brought before me out of the dungeon in Rome.

Then, lifting his eyes toward heaven, the prisoner said, Oh, God, have I fallen so low? Then turning his face to the painter he cried, Leonardo Da Vinci! Look at me again for I am the same man you painted just seven years ago as the figure of Christ.

This is the true story of the painting of the Last Supper that teaches so strongly the lesson of the effects of right or wrong thinking on the life on an individual. Here was a young man whose character was so pure, unspoiled by the sins of the world that he represented the countenance of innocence and beauty fit to be used for the painting of a representation of Christ.

But, within seven years, following the thoughts of sin and a life of crime, he was changed into a perfect picture of the most traitorous character ever known in the history of the world.

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ciao

Monday Blues

*Arrrrrrgggggghhhhhh!!!!!!* O.o

I'M SO FREAKIN' OUT!!!!! WHY DO THEY HAVE TO DELETE THOSE FILES!!! I COULD $@^#%&@#%$%&^&(^*%&$%&*%*&()_^*&^$@%!@$!#^$%u%^&u!!!!!

*Whew*, feels better now. For goodness sake, these ppl who deletes files should be given a sanction. N-E-V-E-R to use my PC again! Why I'm so furious? it's because these people who are priviledge enough to use my box, are abusing their right to the extent that they own the PC they are using, to the extent that they are deleting almost every file they think they don't like.

Last Friday, I was able to download, Red Hat Linux Fedora Core release 5, in as much that I'm happy about it, I was able to get a copy from torrent servers, using Azureus Torrent Client. After downloading 3 Gigabytes of ISO Images, I decided to share the file to others coz that's what torrent all about sharing, since I downloaded 3Gb of data, it sounds fair to share what I have to others so that they too, can have a copy of Fedora Core release 5.

Bordeaux Binary Fedora Core 5
FC-5-i386-disc1 655.39MB
FC-5-i386-disc2 668.16MB
FC-5-i386-disc3 687.61MB
FC-5-i386-disc4 687.51MB
FC-5-i386-disc5 369.79MB
FC-5-i386-rescuredisc 75.45Mb

A total of 3.06Gb in size all in all. Last Saturday, I was supposed to BURN these files into CD, but due to a lot of paperworks, and other miscellaneous work in the office, I ended up postponing to write it by monday, that is today. I had prepared all the discs for the files, but ended up, dismayed after discovering all those files have been deleted. I can't believed it at first, I tried searching the whole drive, I tried asking my colleague if they happen to delete it or whatever, but they have no idea either. I was furious, and I have no choice but to download it again.

I tried using recovery software, Stellar Pheonix, remember the one my cousin asking me about. Yup, that was it, I was able to use it, and viola! I did recover it but not all, I was able to recover DISC 4 only and the rest was corrupted. Aww..too bad, no choice but to redownload again. Oh well, that's the use of bandwidth in the office.

As of this writing, it's 50% done, 50% more within 4 hours, as if I will wait for that. By 7pm, I will have to go to my friends Cellphone repair shop and have my other phone repair the ON/OFF switch. After that dinner at home, and sleep early, my day has been so sleepy since I woke up in the morning.

*yawns* im sleepy still!

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I was supposed to write about what happened yesterday, Beach outing, after beach outing, up to the time my eyes went blank. Updates tomorrow. I have to go it's almost 7pm. Ciao!
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*puff, puff* - work work

As promised, I will be working my ass out today, tehehehe...with a little or less idle musing and horsing around the office looking for excuses not to do my paperworks. Wait a minute, I just remembered I have to call my cousin today, he sent a message last night asking for favor. Oh well, maybe he will call/text again today. Hmmm, what else, I have to call AJ about tonight's dinner at Venice in Lapu-lapu, I just hope he is available. *scratches head, rolling the eyeballs in the ceiling....thinks*

Alright, enough thinking...is time for some quick action! Be back later in the afternoon for some updates on my to-do list! ;)

Well ciao~
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A little update.....
12:00nn

Speaking of work, my younger brother Michael is now officially training as service crew in a fastfood restaurant (KFC). KFC phoned him in morning to report this afternoon for training. I'm so happy for him, finally he can now save his own money and be able to appreciate hard earned cash. He(Michael) went to the office and ask for extra allowance for the day and later he came back again and ask for additional cash for hygienic requirements of the job. He needed a haircut, eeek my budget for the day was ruined *X_x* . Anyways no worries ^_^. Good Luck on your Job Bro!!!

*Im still working on my paper works ^_v*
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Another update...
5:00pm onwards

Yey! it's almost time for me to go home. Another update of my progess....umm...right my to-do list:

1. do my super-duper paper works
   
2. prepare class materials for May 8
3. update my blog again for another entry
4. errr..do whatever necessary to be done in the office.
5. after 6pm, I'm going out with my Girlfriend and a friend to attend a dinner (party???) from another friend
6. 10-11pm - home home home.
7. Fight another episode of my Insomnia attack.

right....here it goes:

• My paper works is 80% done, so basically it's a lot of progress compared to where I left it. I'm just gonna print a hard copy and keep the softcopy for safe keeping.
• Materials...umm...there are no new materials yet for the opening of class, Services Department hasn't given us supplies for the new term.
• Yup, another entry was made, and I was happy about it.
• errr.....collaborate with colleagues regarding pending paper works in the office. Just an isolated case of forgotten student record. (to be submitted before Wednesday)
• It's almost 6pm......I can't wait already
• I'm to go out yet so :P~
• Yeah.....another episode of insomnia attack. Let me tell you about it, fortunately for me last night when I went to bed, it was already 1am, same routine, I change to a more comfortable clothes to sleep, I turned on the TV and set the timer to 30mins. Miraculously my eyes went blank before the timer was off....lucky!!!! c", ). My insomnia stop??? Heheheh maybe it shied away when I was open and talking about it. Tehehehehe.
  

So there. Aside from my task, my cousin dropped by the office, he was asking favor to look for a software called Stellar Pheonix, oh well, it was a data recovery software intended for FAT/FAT32/NTFS File Systems. He got himself a copy alright, what else. Bing dropped by early, we had a snacks in Chowking, Halo-Halo, and Ube flavored Buchi, after that I reported back to duty. Hmmmm....what else....oh let me print my progress report....byers.....'til next update...probably by Monday, May 8, 2006.

OMG I have Insomnia!!!

Yup, you've read it right, I have insomnia, and I'm not proud of it. Every night when I sleep, actually I can't sleep because of this sleeping disorder. Normally when I'm in my bed at 11pm-12midnight, I usually watch TV and set the timer to 1 hour to 1hr and 30 minutes(if I'm watching a nice movie), then I'd go to sleep with no problem in less than the specified time in the timer. But lately I have observed, that I can't sleep yet within an hour, so I've set the timer to another 30minutes, then 30 minutes more, day after day within the couple of weeks. Little did I noticed that, I usually been sleeping around two(2) in the morning, later 2:30am, then lately around 3:00am-4:00am.

Wow!! this sleeping disorder is killing me, it's cutting short of my time for sleeping. Before I was hit by insomnia, I used to wake up early in the morning around 6:30-7:00 in the morning, and have more time doing some chores, clean my room, do a little stretching, have a leisurely walk in the town plaza, prepare my clothes for work. But now, my normal waking time is around 10:30am-11:00am in the morning, errr..no more stretching, no more leisurely walks, no more time to arrange/clean my room. Luckily last week, I had to report 12nn in the office so I still have time to prepare my stuff and go to the office, But this week, my schedule had changed, our Operations Manager changed our time from 12nn-9pm to 9:00am- 6:00pm or 10:00am-7:00pm. So waking up late in the morning is not a good Idea anymore coz I'm gonna be late if that's the case.

Last Tuesday, I was late, I woke up almost 11am, and I have to report 10am, waaaaaaaa....I'm so so late! I hurriedly do my chores, took a bath, change to working clothes, and report to the office at around 12:30pm...wow, 2 hours and 30 minutes late. I'm sure I could get a memo for that incident. Last night I went home around 12 midnight, talked to my girlfriend on the phone for 5 minutes and started to relax so that I can sleep. The climate was so humid, I can't sleep, I set my electric fan to medium, so that it would compensate the humidity of the climate. I decided to watch National Geographic Special, it was part of the "Secret Bible Week" - It was about the Novel of Dan Brown The Da Vinci Code, hmmmm....interesting I said, I set the timer to 1hour and 30 minutes. After the show is over, I still couldn't sleep, it was already almost 2:00 in the morning. The timer is almost up, still I don't feel like sleeping. I set the timer again for another hour, I still can't sleep, this sleeping disorder thing is getting on my nerves, I'm getting irritated on the feeling that I can't sleep and thinking that I won't have enough sleep/rest grrrrrr.

It was already 3:00 in the morning, I'm still struggling to make my ass to sleep, *O_o* OMG this is taking toll on me. I'm getting irritated again, I can't relax sleep, I am not comfortable because of the humidity. The TV is still on, I checked the timer, it's almost up, 10 more minutes. I did turn off the TV so that I could sleep, but to no avail, so I set the timer for another 30 minutes, and this time I couldn't care about what's showing on TV, I just want to sleep! I checked the time, it was already 3:30am, in an attempt of struggle, I closed my eyes and after a few minutes....my world went BLANK!!

I woke up early, around 7:30 in the morning, whoa almost 4hrs of sleep, strange enough I'm not drowsy or something, it seems like I slept for more than 8 hours or something, I got up, do some stretching exercises, cleaned and arranged some stuffs in my room, I went out, around 8:30am, took my towel, soap, and toothbrush, so that I can take a fresh shower, and go to the office early. When I got downstairs, my  uncle is still awake and drunk, he kept on talking and nagging to everyone he see. I placed my towel and my soap on the side of the drum, then I went outside. My Uncle is a nice guy, a silent type of person and very observant, he just smokes on the corner. But when he's drunk, he nags and talks so much it annoys you. So you might want to avoid him when he is drunk, because if you don't  he will talk to you till he is done, and God knows when will he ever stop talking just about anything. So I decided to eat my breakfast at a nearby carenderia, after eating it was almost 9am, I didn't went back inside, coz I know my drunk uncle is still there. So I decided to have a little chat with our neighbor Nang Delia, since my Uncle is still talking/nagging around his drunkenness, I decided to go to my cousin's house and fix the Ragnarok game of my nephew, I took me almost an hour just to finalize the installation and testing of the Ragnarok Private Server. It was 9:45am, I'm going to be late. I hurriedly went inside, and luckily my uncle is already asleep, so I hurriedly took a bath, but when I checked the water on the drum, OMG it's so filthy dirty!!!! *X_x*. How can I take a bath with this water so dirty,  I removed the water from the drum, clean it, and fill it again with clean water...and it took me...the whole 15 minutes just to remove the dirty water, clean it up and started filling it in again. I have to wait for another 5-10 minutes just to be able to take a bath. There goes my early wake up call! I'm late again. *o_O*.

I guess there is no use in getting in the office early then, what a great start of my day. Any ways, I decided not to hurry anymore and went on leisurely on getting dressed for office work. I picked my light orange polo, I ironed it, then after that, I casually walk outside, and started my stride to the jeepney stop where I could catch a jeep bound to SM. I checked my watch, it's almost 11am. Well, another hour late, so much for waking up early then.

After I punched in to DTR machine, I went directly to my BOX, and checked my mails, I remembered that I have to upload the remaining pictures from our Medellin Trip to http://www.photobucket.com to which I did, after a few idle musings. I decided to re.configure the other machine for mySQL Database Engine, but still failing to start miserably. I decided to remove the mySQL 5.0 Service on the Windows 2000 Server, and installed a lower version 4 which still not working(maybe the machine needs to be restarted). Hmm....I remembered that the Fedora Core 5 download is done (the 1st ISO image series of  5). I decided to download the remaining four ISO Image, but it would take a while for it to be downloaded, more or less a day for each ISO Image. Hmmm, I thought it would be better to download this using TORRENT, which Fedora Core have a ready link on the site,  I downloaded, the torrent file, and ask the permission of my supervisor to install the software call Azureus - a popular Bittorrent client just for the purpose of downloading the remaining ISO Images of Fedora Core 5 + 1 Rescue Disc. I had the go signal, and I queued the torrent file, and started downloading in no time. (If you are wondering what is Fedora Core and why I am so eager to have a copy, it's a Linux Operating System from Redhat Enterprises, the next version of Redhat Linux 9.)

Lunch came, my officemate(Jun) decided to eat lunch outside SM so that we can save, in the carenderia we used to eat, I ate chicken curry + 2 servings of rice(actually it only 1 1/2, I gave the other half to Jun) + 3 Glass of water. After lunch, went back in the office, this time I decided to update my BLOG. I'm having a hard time updating it, coz I'm confuse, errr.....don't really know what to update. I'm jumping from one idea to the other, I guess my mind and idea is not really that cohesive at the moment, then suddenly I focused on one topic, then here is another boring entry to my blog. But of course, there are other things I've done while  updating it, like:

• I have to check some of the pending grades, hopefully it would be done tomorrow(SATURDAY)
• Answer some phone calls from my previous students
• Recalibrate/reconfigure mySQL from other server
• Reconfigure Mozilla ThunderBird Email client so that SMTP server would sent emails
• Organize my ideas so that I can publish another entry for my BLOG.
• Configure my blogger account so that I can publish entries through emails(not ever having to login to http://www.blogger.com, and create a post then publish).
• Anticipate, anticipate, anticipate for the Fedora Core to finish downloading(by the way it's already done, I'm gonna burn them to a disc tomorrow).

Hmmm...what else....I guess I wasn't really productive in the office today, errr...yeah...my bad. But not to worry, I'm gonna do my paperworks tomorrow, so  no worries. as in "super-duper paper works only " work, after burning the Fedora Core CD's tehehehe :)


Plans for tomorrow:

1. do my super-duper paper works
2. prepare class materials for May 8
3. update my blog again for another entry
4. errr..do whatever necessary to be done in the office.
5. after 6pm, I'm going out with my Girlfriend and a friend to attend a dinner (party???) from another friend
6. 10-11pm - home home home.
7. Fight another episode of my Insomnia attack.
   

Lastly let me leave you with a quote from Harry Emerson Fosdick
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“The facts of existence are like so much loose type which can be set up into many meanings. One man leaves these facts in chaotic disarrangement or stets them up into cynical affirmations, and he exists. But another man takes the same facts and by spiritual insight makes them mean glorious things and he lives.”

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**errr...this is not the update I've mentioned earlier. ^_v

Hi

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Hi....I miss my blog.....Im gonna update my blog real soon. Im currently doing the weekly update now, so hang on tight..coz this is gonna be one good ride :)

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Echoes of the HEART

from my mail.
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Sometimes we close our eyes and just listen to the echoes of our hearts. We all fall inlove and there are times when we love so much that we lose ourselves in our emotions.More often than not we wonder why there are love that grows and love that grows cold. We would start to search for answers and try to find where we have gone wrong. But in the end we find ourselves where we started for we cannot questions LOVE when it has its own reasons. Many of us believe that love is forever, that love never dies, only to be disillusioned in the end when we find our hearts empty and our hearts longing.

We mistakenly looked at love as a need to be fulfilled. But Love is only a gist to us,we should not hold it in our hands. For we may never find the strength to let ot go when it decides to leave. We should only embrace its warmth and glow while its lasts and then freely open our arms when its time to say GOODBYE.

When we fall inlove with someone, we dont want that feeling to end. For its everything that we wanted to be. we pray that LOVE will stay and grow in our hearts. But if it doesnt then we should never let our lives be taken by it. For it should not end where our heartaches begin. There is always a reason why we have to move on when we have to say goodbye to the feelings that we wanted to stay forever. Let us not wave our hands with a heavy heart that we will have to set its wings free and find the place where it belongs. We may have lost it but then again when we close our eyes and listen to the echoes of our HEARTS, we will hear that feeling resounding silently forever.

Then well know that it has never left us, For the good that we have become because of LOVE will always stay.

It will always be there reminding us that we should be thankful and happy not because we have lost LOVE, but because for once in our lives that feelings is in our hearts and made us happy.

-Anonymous
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