<?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-2905869678454095412</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:04:26.270-08:00</updated><category term='Sexy'/><category term='Lessons in Life'/><category term='Scandal'/><category term='Miscarriage'/><category term='animal'/><category term='Photos of me'/><category term='Lovelife'/><category term='God'/><category term='Music'/><category term='RnB Prince'/><category term='Career'/><category term='mspaint'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='RCBC'/><category term='Jay R'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='Cat'/><category term='butterflies'/><category term='Scam'/><category term='miniclip'/><category term='Arayat'/><title type='text'>fEdZoNbOaRd</title><subtitle type='html'>kahit anong sa'kin, kahit sinong ako..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-2945600825406675073</id><published>2010-08-11T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:16:50.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Life'/><title type='text'>The driver and the policemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TGNboTrejwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9cZ-6bn1euk/s1600/34472_1342203037095_1291795158_30860604_8206104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504343917612404482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TGNboTrejwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9cZ-6bn1euk/s320/34472_1342203037095_1291795158_30860604_8206104_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A month ago me and Marlowe bought a honda repsol wave 125 na tinawag naming si "peewee", kulang ung pera namin so nangutang kami kay erpat ng 35k... We were so happy kc 2nd hand lang ang hinahanap namin pero brandnew ung binigay ni Lord..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindi namin siya agad nadala sa Angeles kc inantay pa namin yung Plate. Then 2 weeks later nakuha ko na ung plate then, nagpasundo ako kina Marlowe and Jeff (boardmate) para madala na namin sa Angeles si peewee.. Ung unang biyahe namin, it was so smooth though umuulan at mejo maggagabi na.. Nagkahiway kami sa may Marquee mall kc nagkaroon ng miscommunication.. pero buti nalang walang nangyaring hindi maganda..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a week, inuwi namin si peewee kc may kinailangang ayusin.. Naayos naman. Tuwang tuwa ako kc nagwan ng paraan ung inayos nmin na hindi ako gumastos ng malaki.. Then nung July 30, 2010.. Sinundo nila ulit ako. Ok namn ung biyahe kc di umuulan. Maaliwalas ang daan.. pero pagdating sa may Magalang, papuntang Angeles may isang driver na ubod ng engot. Paatras siya galing sa isang Junkshop sukat ba naman harangin kami. Buti nalang at mabagal lang kame. Pero nagkaroon kami ng mga minor injuries ni Marlowe. Ok lang sana kahit nagkaroon din ng gasgas si peewee kaso itong si mamang driver imbes na pagmalasakitan kami, ung mga miron ang inasikaso at sinasabing kami daw ay mabilis kya nangyari ang aksidente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504369252262623618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TGNyq-myOYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PLWSqdyrjmY/s320/DSC05881+(1).jpg" /&gt;Kya nagpatawag kami ng pulis na inaakala naming tutulong sa amin, pulis na sinasabing alagad ng batas. Pulis na magpapatupad ng kung ano man ang nararapat na aksiyon sa mga gaya ng pangyayaring kinasasangkutan namin at ng Driver na iyon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumating sila pagkaan ng 15 minutes na kung saang nagkaroon na kmi ng matinding sagutan nung driver na nagmamagaling. Iginigiit niya na kami daw ang may ksalanan.. Sabi ko siya na nga nakasakit ng tao siya pa mayganang mambintang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dumating ung mga pulis at niyaya nila kami sa presinto. Pagdating namin doon, pinapunta nila kami sa isang hospital at doon na kami ngpalinis ng mga sugat namin. At para daw magawan kami ng medical reports. Habang nasa hospital kami, ang kasama naming si jeff ang nakikipagnegotiate sa driver na pangit. Sabi ni Jeff pumapayag na daw na magbayad sa lahat ng gastos ksama na medical at sa sira ng motor ung Driver. Pero bago pa man kami ngbalik sa presinto nagbalita ulit si jeff na hindi daw sila magbabayad ng gastos sa motor, medical lang daw sasagutin niya though sabi daw ng pulis sa kanya, kahit sinong mekasalanan sa mga ganong kaso, dahil kami daw nasaktan, responsibilidad daw niya na gastusin ung dapat bayaran tpos sabi pa "pasalamat ka yan lang nangyari sa mga naaksidente mo." sa madaling salita sa amin ang simpatiya nung pulis na humahawak ng kaso namin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagdating namin, humihingi siya ng konting tulong sa gastos, sabi ko, makikipagtulungan kami basta mabibigay ung karapatan namin, sabi niya siya daw bahala sa hospital bills. Sabi mo 300 pesos lang ung gastos, edi ibig sabihin mas malaki pa gastos namin kesa sa knya.. Kya un sabi nung pulis ipaestimate ung gastos ng motor tapos babalik sa nalang ng monday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinaestimate naman namin at bumalik kami ng monday, pagdating dun, kinausap kami nung hepe at nabangit din niya na nagpapatulong daw ung tao sa mayor, lalo akong babwisit sa Driver. Napakaliit na bagay hinihingi pa ng tulong sa mayor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagdating niya kalahati lang daw ang babayaran niya. Dahil un daw ang napagkasunduan. Sabi ko, wala akong sinabing ganon. Kung daw pinapabayad namin lahat, bayaran din daw namin ung nasira niyang ilaw. Presyo ng ilaw, 1100 daw.. Sabi ko sige papalitan namin ung ilaw, pero kami ang bibili. Kya yun siya din daw bibili nung mga nasirang parts ng motor. So yun sabay kaming umalis sa prisinto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagbalik namin, sabi nung pulis mali daw ung binili namin, di daw ganun ung ilaw nung owner niya. Sabi ko eh pano po kung di kami makakita, Sabi niya in sarcastic way, "yan na nga ba sinasabi ko." Tapos sabi pa, "pasalamat kayo, hindi kayo tinakbuhan nung nakabundol sa inyo." Parang nagbago na ihip ng hangin. Hindi ko na tuloy alam kung ung taong kaharap namin ay pulis o abogadong nagpapabayad para magtangol ng isang taong maysala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nagantay kami ng isang oras, dalawang oras. Kumain kami ng lunch tapos isang oras na pagaantay ulit, tapos isa pa, hindi dumating ung si Driver pangit, so nakapagdesisyon na babalik nalang ng wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hinanap namin ung ilaw nung owner niya sa kahabaan ng highway ng Dau, sa awa ng Diyos nakakita kami, at ang presyo 5 hundred plus lng, kaso huling stock nlng siya so nilinis pa siya ni Marlowe. Nagawa namin yun dahil pakiramdam ko, hindi na ito labanan ng pera pera lang. Kundi labanan ng prinsipyo at katarungan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagdating ng wednesday, umuwi muna kami sa bahay, tapos ngpatulong ako sa mama ko at dun sa isa kong tito, pagdating namin, as usual wala pa sila. So, tinanong ko sa pulis na mehawak ng kaso, "di po yata siya dadating." sabi niya, "padating na siya." So nagantay kami. Nakuhang mainip ni mama sa pagaantay. Hanggang sa kausapin kami nung hepe, sabi niya, "dumating ung tao nung hapon ng lunes, sabi niya 1700 lang daw ang maibibigay niya." tapos sabi ko, "bumili po kami ng ilaw nung owner niya, napagod po kaming hanapin yun." sbi niya, "ibalik niyo nalang yan sa tindahan." Nainis daw si mama sa tinuran nung hepe kaya nagsalita siya, "ganyan nalang po ba, porket may kakilalang mataas sa gobyerno?" Galit na sumagot ung hepe, "huwag po kami kagalitan niyo, atsaka ako po ang hepe dito." sabi pa niya. Tumawag yung hepe dun sa tao, sabi nung tao, "nasa angeles daw siya, sa ibng araw nalng daw kami magusap." Nabubwisit nako..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapos pinakiusap ung tao kay Marlowe (hindi pla ung driver ang kausap ni hepe). Binalaan na pag hindi dumating, magdedemanda na kami. Sabi nung tao, sige magdemanda nalang kayo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huwebes ng umaga, dumating si Tito Ver sa amin, isa siyang kagawad ng barangay at nagprisinta na kausapin ung taong nakabundol sa amin. Sabi niya, tatakutin at pipiliting kunin ung gastos namin. Pero iba ung nangyari, matigas daw talga ung tao, at masyadong madada. At nagsabi pang may kakilala daw siyang general. Kya nung ibigay ung 1200, pumayag na siya. Nanlumo ako, pero wala na akong magawa. Pakiramdam ko, isa akong talunan sa isang kasong ako ang biktima.. ako at si Marlowe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ngaun ko napatunayan na may mga taong sila na nkasakit ng kapwa, sila pa may lakas ng loob na magpatulong sa mga tao sa gobyerno. At higit sa lahat, ngaun ko din napatunayan na may mga alagad ng batas na alagad din ng mga sumasalungat sa batas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masakit pa din ang loob ko hangang sa ngaun, pero sabi ni mama, ipanalangin nalang daw namin ung mga taong nagkasala sa amin. Ang Diyos nlang ang bahala sa mga taong yun lalo na ung Driver na yun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-2945600825406675073?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/2945600825406675073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2010/08/driver-and-policemen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/2945600825406675073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/2945600825406675073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2010/08/driver-and-policemen.html' title='The driver and the policemen'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TGNboTrejwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/9cZ-6bn1euk/s72-c/34472_1342203037095_1291795158_30860604_8206104_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-4763589909614583964</id><published>2010-06-23T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:57:22.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scandal'/><title type='text'>Mga Buwaya sa Sapang Bato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKl_WxMnyI/AAAAAAAAALM/Admm6td9nAc/s1600/crocodile.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486129803952955170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKl_WxMnyI/AAAAAAAAALM/Admm6td9nAc/s200/crocodile.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello, it's been awhile right?? Ehe.. I was so busy kaya di na nakapag post. Imagine 9 months na pala ang nakakalipas.. Ehe. Enways gusto ko lang i-share yung experience namin dun sa may Sapang Bato. Ang dami palang buwaya dun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since September, dun nakami nkatira, at first bedspace lang yung nirent namin. We were not satisfied with that room which is 1K per person , ilaw lang sa CR ayaw pang iprovide ng meari.. Tpos kung makasingil akala mo tatakbuhan mo siya, siya si buwaya no.1... so yun naghanap kami ng apartment.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;November of 2009 lumipat kami sa isang apartment na 4K a month... na okey naman.. nkatiles, pintura, fully furnished kung baga. Okay lang sana khit madalas mawalan ng tubig, maingay sa labas, at mejo mabaho ung canal.. Kso ung si buwaya no.2 pati kuryente ng katabing apartment namin sa amin chinacharge. na nagkataong kumpare nila,. tma ba naman yun... nung una 5 hundred ilaw at kuyente, tpos 2nd month 6 hundred na tapos nung 3rd month nmin dun nkami umangal.. ginawa na niyang 7 hundred.. ang lupet... daig pa namin ang my television at refrigerator.. Kya nag pasya nakaming umalis kse baka pati ung kuryente nila icharge na din sa amin. Halos wala na siyang ibalik na deposit dahil daw sa mga nasira namin..  Hay patawarin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March of 2010 nkahanap kami ng apartment, which is not that bad kso... super baho.. kaya nagdecide kami na umalis agad.. kaso ang buwaya no.3 ayaw ibigay ung 4thousand deposit namin, kailangan daw naming ubusin ung binigay namin na pera. Sa madaling salita khit mamamatay na kmi sa baho dun sa apartment niya magiistay pa din kami ng another month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabi ko ay, "kung hindi niyo po ibibigay magrereklamo kami." Sabi nung Buwaya no.3, "edi magreklamo kayo. sige punta na kayo sa barangay." kaya un.. nagsumbong kami sa Kapitan na nagkataong kamaganak ng meari ng apartment... (how ironic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mukha naman mabait ung kapitan at tutulungan daw kami.. Pero hindi din nangyri ang gusto namin... Hindi daw nila ibibigay ung pera namin dahil nag-eskandalo daw kami... Sa kwento ng kasama ko mukha daw nangangain ng tao ung may ari ng apartment.. Kya nakipagkasundo nlang kami na kahit klahati nalang ng deposit namin ang ibigay nila.. So ayun 2thousand nalang ang binalik ni buhaya no.3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa ngayun ang bagong tirahan namin ay mejo malayo.. nsa taas kami, pero masasabi ko na mas komportable kami, at mabait ang meari ng apartment na tinutuluyan namin.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buti nalang wala ng buwaya no.4... Ang hirap pla tlga ang nangungupa ng Bahay.. Don't wori malapit na kami tumuloy sa isang bahay na walang aabuso sa amin... Salamat sa LOrd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-4763589909614583964?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/4763589909614583964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2010/06/mga-buwaya-sa-sapang-bato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/4763589909614583964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/4763589909614583964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2010/06/mga-buwaya-sa-sapang-bato.html' title='Mga Buwaya sa Sapang Bato'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKl_WxMnyI/AAAAAAAAALM/Admm6td9nAc/s72-c/crocodile.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-3585987916326225205</id><published>2009-11-26T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:23:45.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos of me'/><title type='text'>Funny Bebang</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486144120898024162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKzAti5cuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hB8ofx-gnjU/s200/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;Bebang.. Ikaw ba yan??? Tanda ng mga taong walang magawa.. ehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKvBl0Wt-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ixbXMtIb_dI/s1600/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 114px; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139737957119970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKvBl0Wt-I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ixbXMtIb_dI/s200/Picture+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKu8vlyFnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JVDM0_XMWbU/s1600/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 118px; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139654681007730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKu8vlyFnI/AAAAAAAAAMs/JVDM0_XMWbU/s200/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKuzNQq6UI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ogqtsgxxCg4/s1600/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 124px; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139490846828866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKuzNQq6UI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ogqtsgxxCg4/s200/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKvHBPKJXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/FoNHwumjwOU/s1600/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 120px; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139831216645490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKvHBPKJXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/FoNHwumjwOU/s200/Picture+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKu4D8ttKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lTApF3cBf4s/s1600/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 118px; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139574246552738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKu4D8ttKI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lTApF3cBf4s/s200/Picture+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKuszx_8XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zVLEOWQ7hAM/s1600/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486139380928082290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKuszx_8XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zVLEOWQ7hAM/s200/Picture+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-3585987916326225205?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/3585987916326225205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-bebang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/3585987916326225205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/3585987916326225205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-bebang.html' title='Funny Bebang'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKzAti5cuI/AAAAAAAAAN8/hB8ofx-gnjU/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-2837567815316262506</id><published>2009-10-07T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:12:01.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arayat'/><title type='text'>Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866240313161634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SsymyfC8d6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/RGK4mM86bUA/s400/pampanga-mudslide-2009-09-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast Sept. 26, 2009 the Philippines most especially in manila and in central Luzon was devastated by a Typhoon named "Ondoy"... Many lives was taken, I believe 12 people died in Arayat because of the mudslide in San Juan BAño and that really shocked many of us. It is the first time that there was a landslide or mudslide in the mountain of Arayat.. But I know that even though satan meant it for evil, still God meant it for good because God is just trying to wake us up and He wanted to say "hey, my children you need me so please don't leave me.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And in my case I was also devastated by a terrible typhoon in life that really broke my heart. And that happened last month, &lt;a href="http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-victim-of-scam.html"&gt;I was a victim of a criminal deception or fraud&lt;/a&gt;. But like a rainbow that God has promised during the time of Noah an oppotunit&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SsysJYEpHiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8GDlvGb74tA/s1600-h/189639434_fe2c424560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389872131136364066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SsysJYEpHiI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8GDlvGb74tA/s200/189639434_fe2c424560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y came to me, opportunity that I didn't even imagine to happen... Cause now I am working in a call center company which is IQOR, somebody told me that IQOR means "blood that flows in the veins of GOd" but for me IQOR is the rainbow that God has promised to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was out of frustration that's why I applied in IQOR online.. and then one week after somebody phoned me from IQOR, and he said that I passed the online examination, and that call for a final interview and if I will make it, I am going to receive a job offer on my email. Then on Sept. 25, 2009...I received the offer and accepted it.. I started last Sept. 28, 2009. Now I am doing well hoping that I am gonna pass my training to become a junior agent.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that everything works together for good, I may not get want I want but I know that I will get what I deserve and I deserve the rainbow that God has promised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-2837567815316262506?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/2837567815316262506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/2837567815316262506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/2837567815316262506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainbow.html' title='Rainbow'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SsymyfC8d6I/AAAAAAAAAKA/RGK4mM86bUA/s72-c/pampanga-mudslide-2009-09-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-9222664870894482802</id><published>2009-10-03T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:00:12.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovelife'/><title type='text'>Mr. Longhair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKsUqqpcoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UR4QnHHakBE/s1600/Boifren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486136767141212802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKsUqqpcoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UR4QnHHakBE/s320/Boifren.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HIs name is MArlowe, Di ko siya gusto pero isang umaga nagising nalang ako "mahal ko na siya"... Ehe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrYnOvf1I/AAAAAAAAALs/oghJKVPRqAE/s1600/DSC05583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486135735426711378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrYnOvf1I/AAAAAAAAALs/oghJKVPRqAE/s200/DSC05583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrPxRPwJI/AAAAAAAAALk/c8Bbq7l_g2U/s1600/DSC05334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486135583502745746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrPxRPwJI/AAAAAAAAALk/c8Bbq7l_g2U/s200/DSC05334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrjNCzqzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JJjUFbMtQP4/s1600/DSC05612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 110px; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486135917375892274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrjNCzqzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JJjUFbMtQP4/s200/DSC05612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrtDV020I/AAAAAAAAAL8/dRXutmC5ajA/s1600/DSC05605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486136086569999170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKrtDV020I/AAAAAAAAAL8/dRXutmC5ajA/s200/DSC05605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-9222664870894482802?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/9222664870894482802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-longhair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/9222664870894482802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/9222664870894482802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-longhair.html' title='Mr. Longhair'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/TCKsUqqpcoI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UR4QnHHakBE/s72-c/Boifren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-332775218547118722</id><published>2009-09-21T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T03:01:24.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Do you know?</title><content type='html'>One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children. The teacher asked a little boy: Tommy do you see the tree outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt; TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt; TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.&lt;br /&gt; TEACHER: Did you see God?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: No.&lt;br /&gt; TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see God because he isn't there. He doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions. The teacher agreed and the little girl asked the boy: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yes.&lt;br /&gt; LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yessssss (getting tired of the questions by this time).&lt;br /&gt; LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yessssss&lt;br /&gt; LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: Yes&lt;br /&gt; LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?&lt;br /&gt; TOMMY: No&lt;br /&gt; LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-332775218547118722?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/332775218547118722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/332775218547118722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/332775218547118722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-know.html' title='Do you know?'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-6742077229993607624</id><published>2009-09-09T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:34:29.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scam'/><title type='text'>I am a victim of a Scam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Three months ago I received a mail from my uncle telling me to submit my CV to a person named Debra Lebert of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canaies.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;CANAIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; - Canada Immigration and Employment Services for me to be able to apply and work temporarily in CANADA. At first I am hesitant to do so because I know that I don't have an enough money to pay for the processing fee. But my Uncle insisted me to apply because the processing fee is cheaper than the other agencies, it is only two hundred fifty US dollars (US$ 250) and he told me that he already asked a relative from canada about the agency and that it is existing. And I tried to convince my father to help me financially in my application to Canada, and I made it, he allowed and help me in paying the processing fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that there are no other payment aside from the processing fee but after a week they are asking for the Visa application fee which is US$150 for Canada and US$131 for US because she said that I need to under-go a training in the US for 3 months. At first I doubted so I asked her if how much will it cost me to meet all the probable payments because I need to make sure that my money is enough if I need to pay another fees in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said that "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CANAIES is not trying to exploit you, the $281US dollars must go to the immigration department here while the earlier amount serve as your mandatory registration fee and CANAIES will not request further amount from you.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the explanation I gave to my father and then He again gave me US$281 for that. Then few days ago an email came to me that their website was a victim of Cyber-hyjacker, so I felt bad about that but then the problem was fixed after a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then lastly they are asking another payment and that is for the Postage and Authentication Stamps fee which is US$516, because they are going to send three parcels, one for the US embassy, one for the Canadian embassy and one for myself, so each parcel will cost me US$172. And that made my father really mad, and I was disgusted because I don't want to give up on that. I think my father pittied on me so he again gave me the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy when I receive a mail from Debra Lebert and she said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your address is noted. In receipt of your postage/authentication stamps fee and CANAIES official payment slip; we are told that your work permits/entry visas documents will be dispatch on the 20th August, 2009. Updates and details of your traveling parcel will be communicated to you as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;" so it feels like heaven that I am close to my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on August 20, 2009 I received no email from them so I am worried and I kept on sending mails to Debra Lebert but she is silent. And I asked the asia-africa zonal officer which is Mario Hewitt, then he responsed, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We have received your mail and complaints forwarded to CANAIES headquarter. The response was that, your parcel will finally be dispatch on Monday 31st August, 2009. The delay was due to procurement of necessary documents. You will not be disappointed; Debra Lebert may be too occupied to reach as earlier expected&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So again I wait for another 10 days and on Sept. 1, 2009 I received a mail from another person which is Ruth Rendell she said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Congratulations, your entry visas/work permit seal sticker, airline tickets and other documents is package and sent today being August 31st, 2009. It will reach your destination in 3-4days as express postage&lt;/span&gt;." So that really cheers me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. four days after an email broke my excitement, Debra Lebert's bad news, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Late yesterday, we received a telex from UK SPECIAL SQUAD ON COURIER SERVICES that your traveling package is on hold in the United Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The parcel content is scanned while changing courier from TransCanada to DHL, UK, and it was found that we sent your entry visa seal stickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They needed to verify CANAIES as an organization on some issues regarding the new UK courier service security check. It is also said that you must clear yourself from any terrorist/Al-Qaeda intentions from the office. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;UK SPECIAL SQUAD ON COURIER SERVICES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Contact person: Mr CARL YORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;#6, South Mundells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Welwyn Garden City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;London AL7 1EP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E-mail:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://by142w.bay142.mail.live.com/scripts/mail/compose.mail?compose=1&amp;amp;.ob=639e9e5fe97dc86d809e4f52f2ec394ca4b908bc&amp;amp;composeto=uksscsmail@mail.com&amp;amp;composecc=&amp;amp;subject=&amp;amp;body=" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uksscsmail@mail.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuuuwhat?????? Is this true? So I email Mr. Carl York telling him that I am the receiver of the parcel from CANAIES and that I am not with any terrorist and they responsed to me asking some personal information like my birthplace and schools attended. I see no bad intention about that so I answered all their questions. But then another mail came to me from Mr. Carl YOrk, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is asking me to deposit a 500 Great British Pounds because I need to be cleared in 3 months and if I am innocent they will give my money back through the bank account that I'll be giving them.. I was dismayed. That is unbelievable.. So I asked for another option for me to clear myself but he answered me that it is the only way and that I need to comply immediately. Then I asked for conditions before I can possibly pay is to send me copy of all my travelling documents including some information regarding their department for me to be able to know that they are legitimate and existing. But they did'nt reply and that really drives me crazy. So I emailed Canaies but they did'nt give me any kind of support, they want me do what UKSSCS is asking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am sure to myself that I am a victim of a scam and I feel betrayed by an uncle whom I trusted. I learned an important lesson, "verify before you comply"... And if you are planning to apply over the internet or do business in the internet.. make sure that your are dealing with the right person or company and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; if you want to know if the website is a scam or not just click right  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://419scam.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM_KtUvsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lr2izLialp4/s1600-h/CANAIES+RECEIPT-FEDELIE+VENASQUEZ+SAMSON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379704771728162498" style="width: 154px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM_KtUvsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lr2izLialp4/s200/CANAIES+RECEIPT-FEDELIE+VENASQUEZ+SAMSON.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM-jfDnAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HY1YXY9-h2Y/s1600-h/CANAIES+PAYMENT+SLIP-FEDELIE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379704761199336450" style="width: 200px; height: 74px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM-jfDnAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HY1YXY9-h2Y/s200/CANAIES+PAYMENT+SLIP-FEDELIE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM-DspoeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/a35n0I4eLr0/s1600-h/CANAIES+PAYMENT+SLIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379704752666419682" style="width: 200px; height: 73px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM-DspoeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/a35n0I4eLr0/s200/CANAIES+PAYMENT+SLIP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM9lcVkaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/n8O-POJbR3A/s1600-h/AIRWAY_BILL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379704744544932258" style="width: 200px; height: 142px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM9lcVkaI/AAAAAAAAAI4/n8O-POJbR3A/s200/AIRWAY_BILL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-6742077229993607624?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/6742077229993607624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-victim-of-scam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/6742077229993607624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/6742077229993607624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-victim-of-scam.html' title='I am a victim of a Scam'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqiM_KtUvsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lr2izLialp4/s72-c/CANAIES+RECEIPT-FEDELIE+VENASQUEZ+SAMSON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-5395229863128532634</id><published>2009-09-07T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:56:58.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons in Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscarriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>Animal Cruelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqYZexnim7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z4FoRcmrdwY/s1600-h/pusa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqYZexnim7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z4FoRcmrdwY/s200/pusa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379014821446589362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's call her Muning but actually wala siyang particular na pangalan. Muning is given by my Auntie Helen last year because we don't have a cat during that time to hunt mices or rats.. She's often called "pussaaaaa" or "heeeeeeh" especially when she did something bad, like eating our foods and getting inside the house. This cat loves meat instead of fish bones (so baligtad siya). She loves to stay on our table when we're eating and I really hate that. Honestly I don't like her like my Lola does, kase she's makulit, ayaw magpabawal, sobrang takaw pa niya. My Lola keeps on spoiling her by giving foods to her even though we are not yet done eating. She eats beside my Lola most of the time. And th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqXS33KA3EI/AAAAAAAAAHA/leXXQAFyMLE/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqXS33KA3EI/AAAAAAAAAHA/leXXQAFyMLE/s200/DSC00477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378937187104513090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at makes me really mad at her, not to my Lola but to Muning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until last week, while  cooking food for lunch and there she was, she keeps on smelling the food and tried to grab some and eat some..I call her attention but she ignore me and to my surprise I spanked her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then few hours ago I saw her lying on the a sofa with some dirty clothes of Mama, I was disgusted but when I tried to give her another spank I saw some blood on my mom's clothes and when I grabbed Muning, there was a tiny being on the clothes and I also noticed the blood behind muning. S&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqXTIZN7RmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S1ke_rL7jJI/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqXTIZN7RmI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S1ke_rL7jJI/s200/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378937471125636706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o I found out that Muning is fragnant and that I was the cause of her miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty to what happened to her though I know that I was not that cruel but I felt responsible to her miscarriage. I am very sorry to the innocent baby cat who died because of my anger. So I learn my lesson not to be cruel to animals no matter how naughty they are. Love them and they will love you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-5395229863128532634?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/5395229863128532634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-for-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/5395229863128532634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/5395229863128532634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-for-animals.html' title='Animal Cruelty'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqYZexnim7I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/z4FoRcmrdwY/s72-c/pusa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-321652818943641083</id><published>2009-09-06T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:59:49.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RCBC'/><title type='text'>The Monster Phoned Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqR-3jAZNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QPC0VLGw7Jw/s1600-h/trump_phone_left.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqR-3jAZNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QPC0VLGw7Jw/s200/trump_phone_left.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378563347742012930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sept. 4, 2009 - the monster phoned me because she received my complaints through the contact department of RCBC.. Prior to this  I have sent a complaints to them the day after my great encouter with the RCBC monster, that was on thursday. I just tried to voice out my feelings about the unnecessary behavior of that woman but I am not certain if they will going to take an action, until I received a voice call from an anonymous landphone number last night at around 7 o'clock in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for like 15 minutes, and she introduced herself first, "c fedelie samson na ba ito?, i answered, "opo, sino to?" she replied, "ako si ****** ng RCBC at nareceive ko yung complaints mo, at nasabi ko na din ung side ko sa contact department. Sinasabi mo dun na yung kausap ko ay hindi client, oo tama ka na kumpare ko siya pero client ko din 'yun. Galing siya sa Greece" and I've said, " Opo pero nagkukwentuhan nalang kayo di'ba?" and she replied sarcastically, "alam mo 23 years na 'ko sa bangko, tao lang ako, madami kaming trabaho, bat di mo ko tinanong?" i've said, "ako po kasi pag pumupunta ako sa bangko, minsan yung guard talaga nilalapitan ko (esp. kung bz yung nag-aasist) kc alam ko po na may alam din naman sila." she said, "sana sa 'kin ka nalang nagtanong o kaya kay ****** (yung sa kabilang table). I've said, "di po ba my client din yun?" she said, " di ko lang nagustuhan yung nagpin-point ka. Nakita kita tinuturo mo ako", I've replied, "opo, pero hindi naman ako galit nung tinuturo kita, kahit itanong niyo man dun sa guard." She replied, "siyempre hindi ka naman niya nakikita." I said, "kung ikaw nga nakikita mo ko, siya pa kaya? eh siya mismo kausap ko?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she changed the topic, "tsaka malay ko na mag-oopen kayo e nandun kayo sa side. I've said, "hinde, pagdating namin dun umupo nanay ko dun tapat niyo, pero di niyo siya pinansin, kaya yun lumipat ng upuan, tumabi sa 'kin, atsaka po pala 'bat nung lumabas ako at kinausap ko yung guard bat nakita niyo ako?", (samantalang mama ko di napansin nung umupo sa chair malapit sa desk niya). She replied, "kasi nung lumabas ka may kausap ako sa phone, napatingin ako sa'yo, nakita ko pa na tinuro mo moko, galit ka kaya sa guard ka nag-tanong eh.." I've said, "kung galit po ako di sana niyaya ko na nanay ko na lumabas, pero hindi, bumalik pa ako sa loob tapos nag-antay pa kami." She said, "sana nagsabi kayo agad na mag-oopen kayo ng account, hindi yong inaantay niyo pa na tanungin ko kayo." I am almost laughing, "ang alam ko po kasi sa ibang banko, pag umupo ka sa may desk nung nag-aasist, siya na mismo magtatanong, yun ngang nilipatan namin bangko di ko na po sasabihin kung saan, ganun yung ginawa eh... kahit may naunang client sa amin, habang nagpi-fill up ung una, inentertain na kami kaagad." (atsaka magmumukha kaming bastos kung magiinterupt kami ng mayasang kwentuhan nila ng kumpare niya di'ba?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She go back to the main topic, "sinabi mo pa dun na baka gawin ko sa iba yung ginawa ko sa'yo, alam mo hindi ako ganong klaseng tao, kahit ipag-tanong mo man ako du&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqR-MT6LjlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/yIZXZkyonGY/s1600-h/0mr4n5rcpgm4astq6c66fejhzz5tnzejzf30i6vipn3arbmeff526afeeew3pprou6vvnh8monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqR-MT6LjlI/AAAAAAAAAGs/yIZXZkyonGY/s200/0mr4n5rcpgm4astq6c66fejhzz5tnzejzf30i6vipn3arbmeff526afeeew3pprou6vvnh8monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378562604955045458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n, I've answered, "ay wala na po akong time na ipag-tanong ko pa kayo at wala na po akong balak bumalik sa bangko ninyo, she replied unconciously, "hindi naman kita pinapabalik sa bangko namin, alam mo 23 years na'ko sa bangko, at matanda ako sa'yo." (pinamumukha niya na matanda na siya) I've said, "alam ko po'ng matanda ka'yo sa'kin, kaya nga nag-papapo pa nga ako sayo di ba? nadulas siya, "kasi nga ma'm". natawa nanaman ako, " o bat po ngayon tinawag niyo akong ma'm samantalang dun hindi. sabi niya, "ah gusto mo tawagin kang ma'm?" natawa nanaman akong lalo, "o bat po ngayon lang tinawag niyo akong ma'm?." di na alam sasabihin niya, and I said, " alam niyo po kung hindi lang kayo nagsalita, wala sanang problema, wala naman sa kin kahit hindi niyo pinansin ang nanay ko, kaso pinahiya niyo ako eh? Sinabi mo na kapag pumasok ako sa isang bangko at may kausap ang isang tao, ibig sabihin client yun, parang ginawa niyo akong tanga, kahit papano may mga taong nakakarinig non." Wala siyang alam isagot kundi yung, "kase tinuturo mo ako na parang galit ka, bat mo nasabi na gagawin ko sa iba yun?" sabi ko, "ah ayaw niyo yung nagdi-jump into conclusion samantalang kayo ganun kayo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a long conversation, many times paulit-ulit nalang sinasabi niya, but eventually humingi na din siya ng pasensiya. But I was not convicted to say "pasensiya din", coz i know wala akong ginawang male... di'ba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-321652818943641083?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/321652818943641083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/monster-phoned-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/321652818943641083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/321652818943641083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/monster-phoned-me.html' title='The Monster Phoned Me'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqR-3jAZNgI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QPC0VLGw7Jw/s72-c/trump_phone_left.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-8714022129806065172</id><published>2009-09-03T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:21:30.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos of me'/><title type='text'>Sexy Nyledef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju7KT8yXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KQqso2a0L4s/s1600-h/881827225l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju7KT8yXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KQqso2a0L4s/s200/881827225l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379812455041780082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju6lwikbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-G-LjK9nz_M/s1600-h/1_987556938l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju6lwikbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-G-LjK9nz_M/s200/1_987556938l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379812445229584818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju6VXvfMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Aul2vVC0ddc/s1600-h/1_515420171l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju6VXvfMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Aul2vVC0ddc/s200/1_515420171l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379812440830606530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju54yxtxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-gbfidIKUP0/s1600-h/1_402060622l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju54yxtxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-gbfidIKUP0/s200/1_402060622l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379812433159370514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-8714022129806065172?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/8714022129806065172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/sexy-nyledef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8714022129806065172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8714022129806065172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/sexy-nyledef.html' title='Sexy Nyledef'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sqju7KT8yXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KQqso2a0L4s/s72-c/881827225l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-7830058673403355401</id><published>2009-09-03T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:26:19.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scandal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RCBC'/><title type='text'>RCBC Savings Bank Scandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqBonEh2Z8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Jt88mAKprPI/s1600-h/3285716483_cf9dd5df5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377412975520278466" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 163px; height: 44px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqBonEh2Z8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Jt88mAKprPI/s200/3285716483_cf9dd5df5a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sept. 2, 2009 - it happened in &lt;a class="aligncenter" title="link" href="http://www.rcbcsavings.com/?p=3"&gt;RCBC&lt;/a&gt; Robinson’s Pampanga Branch. Me and my mom are supposed to open a new acount with RCBC but because of the woman who should be the one to assist us embarassed me and made me feel uncomfortable with the bank.&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened, upon entering at the bank the security asked me and I’ve said “mag-oopen po kami ng account”, and he assisted me and my mom to the woman on the center. The woman is talking to a big guy wearing shorts and I believe that they are talking casually. I was thinking that if the guy is not a client, maybe he is an important person because he is well-entertained by the woman. My mom sitted on the chair next to the guy but the woman simply ignore her. It is okey because I thought the guy and the woman have an important agenda.&lt;br /&gt;And then my mom was bored because like I’ve said the woman didn’t even ask her or anything. So she left them and sitted next to me. And I’ve decided to ask the security outside the bank, “kuya guard ano po yung mga requirements kapag mag-oopen ng bagong account?” and he answered, “two valid IDs lang po.”. And I asked him again while pointing to the woman, “yun po ba talaga yung kakausapin namin?” and he said, “opo”. and then I asked him, “sino po yung kausap niya?” I am pertaining to the guy who is infront of her desk because at that time the woman is already talking to another person over the phone. The security answered, “client po ‘yun.”. So I went inside and told mom about the requirements.&lt;br /&gt;And suddendly the woman talk in high pitch. “Miss ano yung kailangan mo? Bakit mo ko tinuturo kanina? Parang galit ka yata sa’kin?”. I was shocked and I didn’t even know that I am the person that she is talking with. So I looked unto her and I knew na ako nga ang kinakausap niya. I asked her, “Bakit po?”. She repeatedly told me, “Bakit mo ko tinuturo kanina? Galit ka ba sa’kin?” and she added, “Alam mo miss kapag pumasok ka sa isang bangko at may kausap yung tao ibig sabihin client ‘yun.” She even made me feel na parang ang tanga-tanga ko. So I answered, “ay namis-interpret niyo lang po, bakit po ako magagalit sa inyo? Lumabas lang po ako kanina para itanong sa guard kung ano ang requirements sa pagoopen ng account kase baka kulang pala requirements namin tapos nagaantay kami dito, sayang lang oras namin.” and then she said, ” tinatanong mo daw kung sino kausap ko? anyway wala na yun, magoopen ka ba ng account?” I simply answered, hindi po ako yung nanay ko po.” then she asked, “anong account?” si mama ang sumagot, “Savings.”. Then the woman asked a boy to give us the forms to be filled up. So since the boy is the one who gave us the form, I asked him, “mag-kano initial deposit?” and it happened na kulang yung pera to open a passbook account which is ten thousand, and since we know that dad is will not agree if we will open an ATM account which is cheaper we’ve decided to ask him first, so my mom told the guy, “tatanong ko muna sa mister ko kung papayag siya na mag-ATM nalang.” so lumabas na kami, then since my mom is arguing me kung bakit nagalit yung babae sa’kin kinausap namin yung guard. “kuya guard diba nagtanong lang ako kanina ng requirements? Galit ba ako kanina?” the security answered, “hindi.” then “Galit siya kasi tinuturo ko daw siya kanina, di ba tinanong ko lang kung siya ba talaga yung kakausapin namin?” the guard answered, “oo”. And I asked him, “kuya pakisabi dun sa boss mo na namisinterpret niya lang yung ginawa ko.”.&lt;br /&gt;I am not really mad because I might have a fault kase tinuro ko siya. But I found out that the guy is not a client nor an important person. Narinig daw ni mama yung pag-uusap nila and the guy is like a “balik-bayan”. Sabi daw nung guy, “mare, pasensiya na yun lang napasalubong ko.” the woman answered, “naku pare matutuwa na si kumpare mo dun.” And they are talking about the life abroad. I believe that in any company one of the prohibited things to do is to receive visitors especially in your working hours. So nung nakwento ni mama yun, lalo akong nainis sa babae, siya na nga yung nagpepetix, siya pa may ganang magalit.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my respect not to the company but to the woman itself. Hindi ako makapaniwala na may mga taong gano’n. Ang masasabi ko lang sayo, “Guilty ka!” And because of what she did to us, my dad got angry and he decided to choose another bank. Poor RCBC Robinson’s Pampanga because you have like a monster on you company right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-7830058673403355401?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/7830058673403355401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/rcbc-savings-bank-scandal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/7830058673403355401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/7830058673403355401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/09/rcbc-savings-bank-scandal.html' title='RCBC Savings Bank Scandal'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SqBonEh2Z8I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Jt88mAKprPI/s72-c/3285716483_cf9dd5df5a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-8374192849988618285</id><published>2009-08-18T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:43:58.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miniclip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sot8b_d_0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZGZeuGFNc5o/s1600-h/michael+jackson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sot8b_d_0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZGZeuGFNc5o/s200/michael+jackson.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371523800905011842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I joined the contest in &lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/sketch-star/en/player.php?id=3449240"&gt;miniclip&lt;/a&gt; in celebration of the life of musical superstar Michael Jackson, and guess what?? I've only got 21 votes.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson was  born on August 29, 1958 in Gary, Indiana, U.S.&lt;br /&gt;  He was a Singer, songwriter, record producer, dancer, choreographer, actor, businessman. But he died last June 25, 2009 in Los Angeles, California, U.S. because of Cardiac Arrest (but the real cause of his death is under investagation..)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SouA75p536I/AAAAAAAAAE0/pKshYrZYeAk/s1600-h/michael-jackson-is-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SouA75p536I/AAAAAAAAAE0/pKshYrZYeAk/s200/michael-jackson-is-dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371528747146665890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SouBK8vjOoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2DSdQqC5_H4/s1600-h/609px-Michael_Jackson_signature.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SouBK8vjOoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2DSdQqC5_H4/s200/609px-Michael_Jackson_signature.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371529005673691778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-8374192849988618285?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/8374192849988618285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8374192849988618285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8374192849988618285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sot8b_d_0oI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ZGZeuGFNc5o/s72-c/michael+jackson.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-8874907296306673128</id><published>2009-08-18T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:47:55.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay R'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RnB Prince'/><title type='text'>RnB Prince Jay R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotvtK04epI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyY5KM00Fko/s1600-h/1_153930134l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotvtK04epI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyY5KM00Fko/s200/1_153930134l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371509802360404626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Name: Jay R&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: Gaudencio Aquino Sillona III&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: JayR&lt;br /&gt;Profession: Musician&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: February 1, 1981&lt;br /&gt;Country: Glendale, California, USA&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5’10’’&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 165 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Trivia: He is dubbed as the Philippines’ “RnB Prince” opposite Kyla, which is dubbed as the “RnB Princess”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only twenty one years old at this time &amp;amp; I really love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay R's&lt;/span&gt; music especially the song "&lt;a href="http://www.songlyrics.com/jay-r/bakit-pa-ba-lyrics/"&gt;Bakit Pa Ba?&lt;/a&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz8EW6aWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Fv_uPWuDE5c/s1600-h/jayr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz8EW6aWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Fv_uPWuDE5c/s200/jayr1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514456368638306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz7ONckpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BKKk_cc3LTs/s1600-h/1539938051072l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz7ONckpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BKKk_cc3LTs/s200/1539938051072l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514441833419410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz6INWtJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X3Qx0ezw19E/s1600-h/1_243763254m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotz6INWtJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X3Qx0ezw19E/s200/1_243763254m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371514423042552978" border="0" /&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/2905869678454095412-8874907296306673128?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/8874907296306673128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/rnb-prince-jay-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8874907296306673128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8874907296306673128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/rnb-prince-jay-r.html' title='RnB Prince Jay R'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotvtK04epI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OyY5KM00Fko/s72-c/1_153930134l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2905869678454095412.post-8809155480510087408</id><published>2009-08-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:02:52.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mspaint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterflies'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotmSo15YwI/AAAAAAAAACU/sAxxwdwGU74/s1600-h/butterfly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotmSo15YwI/AAAAAAAAACU/sAxxwdwGU74/s200/butterfly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371499450956604162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Butterflie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; are the adult flying stage of certain insects belonging to an order or group called Lepidoptera. Moths also belong to this group. The word "Lepidoptera" means "scaly wings" in Greek. This name perfectly suits the insects in this group because their wings are covered with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thousands of tiny scales overlapping in rows. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;e scales, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which are arranged in colorful designs unique to each species, are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what gives the but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;terfly its beauty.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like all other insect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s, butterflies have six legs and three main body parts: &lt;u&gt;head&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;thorax&lt;/u&gt; (chest or mid section) and &lt;u&gt;abdomen&lt;/u&gt; (tail end). They also have two &lt;u&gt;antennae&lt;/u&gt; and an &lt;u&gt;exoskeleton&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotpiTKWACI/AAAAAAAAADc/sXBJ0Ja1nBM/s1600-h/eggs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 84px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotpiTKWACI/AAAAAAAAADc/sXBJ0Ja1nBM/s200/eggs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371503018549575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotpomr8oQI/AAAAAAAAADk/XUc6-qopflg/s1600-h/larva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 81px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotpomr8oQI/AAAAAAAAADk/XUc6-qopflg/s200/larva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371503126870008066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotptySoSyI/AAAAAAAAADs/I0GhTHLjObc/s1600-h/pupa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 52px; height: 77px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotptySoSyI/AAAAAAAAADs/I0GhTHLjObc/s200/pupa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371503215884389154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotp98BtwWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1NEIkZ6nagg/s1600-h/adult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 78px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Sotp98BtwWI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1NEIkZ6nagg/s200/adult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371503493375705442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotogXo3PjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qig1ztmPWgY/s1600-h/adult.jpg"&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2905869678454095412-8809155480510087408?l=nyledef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/feeds/8809155480510087408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8809155480510087408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2905869678454095412/posts/default/8809155480510087408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyledef.blogspot.com/2009/08/butterfly.html' title='The Butterfly'/><author><name>nyledef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05252873735501501349</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/Soveai67oHI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Q-cMNN4m-X8/S220/WtuW-109-1_NQldHBuwC4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDj6kFXZbOo/SotmSo15YwI/AAAAAAAAACU/sAxxwdwGU74/s72-c/butterfly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
