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		<title>The Most Romantic Love Song, Ever!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[  February is the month of love. During these times where everybody wants to be in love.Everybody wants to be with somebody. In my own experience,I have always been celebrating this moment&#8230;alone. yup! whether I&#8217;m in a relationship or not,when the heart&#8217;s day comes,I just end up being alone. How frustrating! Well, that was what [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=81&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>February is the month of love. During these times where everybody wants to be in love.Everybody wants to be with somebody. In my own experience,I have always been celebrating this moment&#8230;alone. yup! whether I&#8217;m in a relationship or not,when the heart&#8217;s day comes,I just end up being alone. How frustrating! Well, that was what I thought. I thought I needed to be with someone in a physical matter in order to become happy. I was totally wrong. Until I met Someone&#8230;</p>
<p>This Someone is just perfect for me. He fits easily in my heart. And it was a total surprise for me that He loves me. Wow! Somebody would love me despite of who I am? He must be crazy. Well,i guess he&#8217;s a little bit crazy, because He gave up His life for me. What was He thinking? Does He know what He&#8217;s doing? Oftentimes,I fist at myself and cry for being in awe on how this Person is so inlove with me. And He not only promises to be with me till death do us part, but He promises to be with me&#8230; forever!  Walang iwanan, as the saying goes. I guess that&#8217;s what He keeps telling me.</p>
<p>Talking about ultimate romance,huh? I guess nobody can beat that. I am the luckiest girl on earth to be able to find someone like Him, or should I say,He found me. </p>
<p>And as I hear this song By Your Side by Tenth Avenue North, I remember Him&#8230;my Lover, my Life,my Hero&#8230; my God. <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>This is His love song for me. </p>
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<p><span style="color:#551a8b;text-decoration:underline;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdjRmM0Q0qs"><span style="text-align:center; display: block;"><a href="http://rocyam29.wordpress.com/2009/02/02/the-most-romantic-love-song-ever/"><img src="http://img.youtube.com/vi/CdjRmM0Q0qs/2.jpg" alt="" /></a></span></a></span></p>
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<p>Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.John 15:13</p>
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		<title>Your Favorite Color: What it Says About You</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Adapted from “The Healing Power of Color” by Betty Wood (Inner Traditions, 1998). Whether we’re a vibrant Orange, or a peaceful Blue, our color preferences are a key to understanding our personalities. Find out what this color expert has to say about your favorite color. What does it reveal about who you really are? [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=77&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>Adapted from “The Healing Power of Color” by Betty Wood (Inner Traditions, 1998).</p>
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<p><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-78" title="plant-colorjpg" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/plant-colorjpg.jpg?w=128&#038;h=75" alt="plant-colorjpg" width="128" height="75" />Whether we’re a vibrant Orange, or a peaceful Blue, our color preferences are a key to understanding our personalities. Find out what this color expert has to say about your favorite color. What does it reveal about who you really are?</p>
<p><strong>White</strong>: Symbolic of purity, innocence and naivete, white has strong connotations of youth and purity. If you are an older person, your preference for white could indicate a desire for perfection and impossible ideals, maybe an attempt to recapture lost youth and freshness. It may also symbolize a desire for simplicity or the simple life.</p>
<p><strong>Red</strong>: The color of strength, health, and vitality, Red is often the color chosen by someone outgoing, aggressive, vigorous and impulsive—or someone who would like to be! It goes with an ambitious nature but those who choose it can be abrupt at times, determined to get all they can out of life, quick to judge people and take sides. Red people are usually optimistic and can’t stand monotony; they are rather restless and not at all introspective, so they may be unaware of their own shortcomings. They find it hard to be objective and may blame others for any mishaps. Quiet people with a preference for red may feel the need for the warmth, strength and life-giving qualities of the color, or they blanket their true feelings under a sober exterior. Red is usually chosen by people with open and uncomplicated natures, with a zest for life.</p>
<p><strong>Maroon</strong>: Harsh experience has probably matured the Maroon person into someone likeable and generous. It is often a favorite color of someone who has been battered by life but has come through. It indicates a well-disciplined Red personality—one who has had difficult experiences and has not come through unmarked but who has grown and matured in the process.</p>
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<p><strong>Pink</strong>: This color embodies the gentler qualities of Red, symbolizing love and affection without passion. Women who prefer Pink tend to be maternal. Pink desires protection, special treatment and a sheltered life. Pink people require affection and like to feel loved and secure, perhaps wanting to appear delicate and fragile. Pink people tend to be charming and gentle, if a trifle indefinite.</p>
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<p><strong>Orange</strong>: This color of luxury and pleasure appeals to the flamboyant and fun-loving person who likes a lively social round. Orange people may be inclined to dramatize a bit, and people notice them, but they are generally good-natured and popular. They can be a little fickle and vacillating, but on the whole they try hard to be agreeable. Orange is the color of youth, strength, fearlessness, curiosity and restlessness.</p>
<p><strong>Yellow</strong>: The color of happiness, wisdom and imagination, Yellow is chosen by the mentally adventurous, searching for novelty and self-fulfillment. Yellow usually goes with a sunny and shrewd personality, with a good business head and a strong sense of humor. It is the color of intellectuality and all things to do with the mind. Yellow folks are usually clear and precise thinkers who have a good opinion of their own mental capacities and who have lofty ideals. They may at times tend to shun responsibility, preferring freedom of thought and action.</p>
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<p><strong>Green</strong>: The color of harmony and balance, Green symbolizes hope, renewal and peace, and is usually liked by the gentle and sincere. Greens are generally frank, community-minded people, fairly sociable but preferring peace at any price. Green people can be too self-effacing, modest and patient, so they may get exploited by others. They are usually refined, civilized and reputable.</p>
<p><strong>Blue</strong>: Soft, soothing, compassionate and caring, Blue is the color of deliberation and introspection, conservatism and duty. Patient, persevering, conscientious, sensitive and self-controlled, Blues like to be admired for their steady character and wisdom. They are faithful, but are often worriers with somewhat inflexible beliefs and can be too cautious, and suspicious of flamboyant behavior.</p>
<p><strong>Blue-Green</strong>: Exacting, discriminating, poised and attractive, the Blue-Green person tends to be sensitive, intellectual and refined, persevering and stable if rather detached. Blue-Greens have excellent taste, and are usually courteous and charming, capable but often refusing help or guidance.</p>
<p><strong>Turquoise</strong>: Complex, imaginative and original, Turquoise people drive themselves hard and may be in a state of turmoil under their outwardly cool exterior.</p>
<p><strong>Lavender</strong>: This is often chosen by a person who lives “on a higher plane,” who never notices anything sordid and who is always impeccably and beautifully dressed. Lavender people may be on a continual quest for culture and the refined things of life, high and noble causes but without the necessity of getting their hands dirty. A Lavender person is usually creative, charming, witty and civilized.</p>
<p><strong>Purple</strong>: Purples are highly individual, fastidious, witty and sensitive, with a strong desire to be unique and different. Temperamental, expansive and artistic, a Purple person may become aloof and sarcastic when misunderstood. If you chose Purple, you tend to be unconventional, tolerant and dignified, likely to achieve positions of authority.</p>
<p><strong>Brown</strong>: A Brown person has stamina and patience, tending to be very solid and substantial, conscientious, dependable, steady and conservative. Browns are not impulsive, and may be inarticulate and tactless but they love responsibility and are reliable and kindly. If you chose Brown, watch out for a tendency to be obstinate and inflexible.</p>
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<p><strong>Gray</strong>: The color of caution and compromise, diligent Grays search for composure and peace and often work hard without reward. Older Grays like life to run on an even keel with few ups and downs. Young Grays may be withdrawing from life and suppressing their personalities. Grays often have good business ability and tend to work too much.</p>
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<p><strong>Black</strong>: Dignified and impressive without being showy, Black people want to give the appearance of mystery, but their preference may also indicate a suppression of desires and worldly aims, suggesting hidden depths and inner longings.</div>
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		<title>My Top 10 Best Pictures Of the Year</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 19:27:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Pictures say a thousand words.I am no professional photographer, but I LOVE taking pictures. In these picture-obssessed generation where it&#8217;s becoming easier to take and collect pictures, thanks to digital photography. And you&#8217;ll get insant results,no need for that long wait of developing the pics to check whether you closed your eyes of smiled in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=59&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Pictures say a thousand words.I am no professional photographer, but I LOVE taking pictures. In these picture-obssessed generation where it&#8217;s becoming easier to take and collect pictures, thanks to digital photography. And you&#8217;ll get insant results,no need for that long wait of developing the pics to check whether you closed your eyes of smiled in a peculiar and mentally-challeged manner.</p>
<p>Anyway,I&#8217;m gonna show you my 10 most favorite pictures this year (2008)</p>
<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-60" title="From Maria to Maycor again" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_385545933l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="From Maria to Maycor again" width="400" height="300" /></p>
<p>This was my first shot here in the Philippines as a arrived from Saudi Arabia. 5 kilos lighter,and much fairer,I believe to be physically more appealing but emotionally and mentally drained and tired from where I&#8217;ve been.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-71" title="redcross,up diliman" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_449870003m1.jpg?w=200&#038;h=150" alt="redcross,up diliman" width="200" height="150" />This was taken at the Red Cross Mass Casualty Simulation Drill for Basic Life support training. I believed to be the only one who enrolled for the reason, &#8220;wala lang!&#8221; I felt young and happy being with these nurses. </p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-70" title="@madison,trinoma" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_904570237l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="@madison,trinoma" width="400" height="300" />This was my 29th birthday-dinner with my loyal &#8220;Insomniaks&#8221;. I was able to reveal a smile despite the fact that at that time, I was mending a broken and humiliated heart.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-65" title="we are the bums!" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_419290376m.jpg?w=200&#038;h=150" alt="we are the bums!" width="200" height="150" />I love these pics because I looked like a famished mamasang. And I am with my 2 high school best buddies. Sayang,wala si Bevs.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-61" title="by blue eyes are blue,remember?" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_955741394l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="by blue eyes are blue,remember?" width="400" height="300" />Any moment with these girls are memorable.All of our pictures together are priceless.But these is my favorite picture. Simply because I look exceptionally pretty here hahaha!</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-69" title="tina's the victim" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_674399176l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="tina's the victim" width="400" height="300" />This was taken at Clinica Orthodontia while we were learning how to do teeth bleaching technique,and we had Tina to be our willing victim. This was memorable because i was with these young doctors that will soon be famous for making Filipinos smile brighter&#8230;Long live these princesses!</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-63" title="The thinker of whatever none-sense" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_384755152m.jpg?w=200&#038;h=150" alt="The thinker of whatever none-sense" width="200" height="150" />Lani took this picture while we were just playing with my celfon. Wala lang.Kasi I was thinking at these shot. And the fact that we were playing when this shot was taken.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-62" title="ko-gonzales nuptial" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_316253803l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=266" alt="ko-gonzales nuptial" width="400" height="266" />Ruth&#8217;s wedding. I love this pic beacuse the gown looked gorgeous on her,and on me. And,of course, I was with my Insomniaks here.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-66" title="go!go! power dentists!" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_444218905l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=267" alt="go!go! power dentists!" width="400" height="267" />A dental mission on sta.rosa,laguna were I was one of the volunteers. It feels good to know that you were able to help those who were unfortunate ones who cannot afford the luxury of dental treatment. And of course,since most of the dentists here was invited by me, it was like a mini reunion from my college friends.</p>
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<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-68" title="hiskul musical?!?" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/1_522736379l.jpg?w=400&#038;h=300" alt="hiskul musical?!?" width="400" height="300" />And,recently, our Tagaytay escapade. It was a blast being with these guys. I guess I never had a single dull second with them.</p>
<p>I hope I could collect more pictures in the future.</p>
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		<title>Reminiscing 2008</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[  The year 2008 is almost over. I thank God because He has helped me with all the things that I&#8217;ve been through. I always celebrate New Year here in my mind by reminiscing all the good and the bad things that happened to me during that year. January 2008: The month i made a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=53&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>The year 2008 is almost over. I thank God because He has helped me with all the things that I&#8217;ve been through. I always celebrate New Year here in my mind by reminiscing all the good and the bad things that happened to me during that year.</p>
<p>January 2008: The month i made a dramatic exit from The Kingdom of the Severely Abnormal (KSA). After all the hardships that I have been through from my previous workplace,I decided that enough is enough! So I came home,having Chris Daughtry&#8217;s song played up in my mind over and over again. Be careful what you wished for coz you just might get it all,and then some you dont want. These words seemed true to me. </p>
<p>February: Still drowned with happiness over me being home at last. Though i tried applying for jobs abroad like in Singa and in Canada, I strongly believe that if it&#8217;s God&#8217;s will for you to work there,He&#8217;ll lead you there. </p>
<p>March: I fell inlove. </p>
<p>April: I broke my heart.And it was my 29th birthday.I felt very sad at that time. Coz I felt really old and hurt. </p>
<p>May: I slowly gained my heart back. Tried to apply for jobs both locally and in abroad. I even tried to apply for a job remotely different from my chosen profession,giving into consideration that maybe this is where my destiny is.Reality sank in to me. I was desperate to do something with my life. I learned that it&#8217;s hard to look for a job here.</p>
<p>June: I gave a last shot in applying in the last country that I imagine to work:Saudi. well, I&#8217;ll just give it a try. I just think that since I&#8217;ve started working abroad, that&#8217;s the only way you know how to live your life. Of course this is just my opinion.  Then, a good thing happened. I got hired to a local high-end dental clinic. </p>
<p>July: Still happy with my new work. I rekindled an old friendship and build a strong bridge of friendship to a new one. Our password&#8230; Exposure! I was even thinking of staying here in the Philippines if this merriment continues. </p>
<p>August: I broke my heart again,but this time it wasn&#8217;t abruptly. I saw it coming. Tired of being treated second rate,I tend to focus on where I was blessed: with my friends. I suddenly and unfortunately realized one fact:I miss Saudi. </p>
<p>September: I was assigned to another branch and I met a witch who tried to bitch around our lives. Work wasn&#8217;t that of a blessing after all. I waited patiently for a miracle. </p>
<p>October: I had enough with the pressures of my job! so&#8230;of course i didn&#8217;t quit! I just enrolled at the gym to help me release my Endorphins. </p>
<p>November: An agency called me and said I had a schedule for an interview and exam for the company Saudi Aramco. And I got the job! Thank You, Lord! </p>
<p>December: I resigned from my local job and now I&#8217;m taking a vacation here at my home. I thank God I was able to celebrate Christmas this time with my family and friends. </p>
<p>Last year at this same time, I was also wondering what will be in store for me at the next year? Who would have thought all of these could happen in one year? Who would have thought that i would fall in love and break my heart at the same year?who would have thought I&#8217;d be in and out of jobs in just a year. Only God knows all of these. And as I wonder,yet again,what might happen to me on 2009, I pray that I would always chose to not worry and to always hope that He is the driver of my life,and that in everything happens in our lives in reverance of The One who made all things work&#8230;for the good.</p>
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		<title>My Myers-Briggs Personality Assessment Result</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I took this test through workabroad.com. And here&#8217;s the result&#8230; Myers-Briggs Personality Assessment Result You&#8217;re personality type is Introversion, Sensing, Feeling, Judging(ISFJ) Summary Quiet, friendly, responsible, and conscientious. Work devotedly to meet their obligations. Lend stability to any project or group. Through and painstaking, accurate. Their interest is usually not technical. Detailed Result ISFJ Personality [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=51&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I took this test through workabroad.com. And here&#8217;s the result&#8230;</p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;"><strong>Myers-Briggs Personality Assessment Result</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong>You&#8217;re personality type is Introversion, Sensing, Feeling, Judging(ISFJ)</strong></span> <span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong>Summary</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-size:x-small;"> Quiet, friendly, responsible, and conscientious. Work devotedly to meet their obligations. Lend stability to any project or group. Through and painstaking, accurate. Their interest is usually not technical. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:x-small;"><strong>Detailed Result</strong></span></p>
<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">ISFJ Personality Type</span></strong></div>
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<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">ISFJs direct their energy towards the inner world of thoughts and emotions. They try to clarify ideas and information, particularly when it relates to people and important relationships. They are quiet, serious observers of people, and are often both conscientious and loyal. </span></div>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">What makes an ISFJ tick?</span></strong></div>
<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The Dominant function is the perceptive one of Sensing. Characteristics associated with this function include: </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Likes looking at information in terms of facts and details </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Focuses more on the here and now rather than possibilities for the future </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Feels comfortable in areas of proven experience </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Takes a realistic approach </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">The perceptive Sensing function is introverted. That is, Sensing is used primarily to govern the inner world of thoughts and emotions. The ISFJ will therefore: </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Seek to develop a realistic understanding of the world as it is, in the light of what he/she observes </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Be pragmatic in nature, constantly learning to adapt to the world as it is now</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">Observe in a subjective way, selecting and relating facts that others would not, and seeing those facts more in terms of impressions and significance than pure fact </span></li>
</ul>
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<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The Sensing function is primarily supported by extraverted Feeling judgement, That is, Feeling judgement is used primarily to manage the outer world of actions and spoken words. This will modify the way that the Sensing is directed, by: </span></div>
<ul style="margin-top:0;" type="disc">
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">focusing the (inner world) Sensing on ideas and possibilities that relate to people </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">expressing appreciation for the contributions of others, particularly where they have done or said something that the ISFJ sees as significant </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">making decisions on the basis of values that support the ISFJ&#8217;s understanding of the world </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">reinforcing the subjectivity of observation </span></li>
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<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The classic temperament of an ISFJ is Epimethean, or Melancholic, for whom a basic driving force is duty, service and the need to belong. </span></div>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">Contributions to the team of an ISFJ</span></strong></div>
<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">In a team environment, the ISFJ can contribute by: </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">working hard and efficiently to complete tasks by the deadlines set </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">building team spirit through maintaining good relationships with each team member, being accepting of their contributions, and promoting harmony and co-operation </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">contributing practical skills in organising people </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">ensuring that everyone in the team feels valued, and that their needs are met </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">asking for contributions from all team members, and seeking to arrive at consensus decisions </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">maintaining respect for established hierarchies and traditions </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">striving to ensure that people are happy with the service provided </span></li>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">The potential ways in which an ISFJ can irritate others include: </span></strong></div>
<ul style="margin-top:0;" type="disc">
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">avoiding conflict, and not giving criticism when it is needed </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">not articulating his/her understanding of the situation </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">not seeing the wood for the trees </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">failing to state his/her own needs </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">being too serious </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">not promoting his/her own ideas or achievements </span></li>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">Personal Growth</span></strong></div>
<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">As with all types, the ISFJ can achieve personal growth by developing all functions that are not fully developed, through actions such as: </span></div>
<ul style="margin-top:0;" type="disc">
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">articulating more of the ISFJ&#8217;s own views </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">developing a long term vision, that avoids focusing on details assertiveness training </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">being more forthright, and offering direct criticism </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">learning to promote the ISFJ&#8217;s ideas and achievements to others, recognising that others may well find them valuable </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">undertaking a formal process of evaluation against criteria, including a cost benefit analysis </span></li>
</ul>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">Recognising Stress</span></strong></div>
<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">As stress increases, &#8216;learned behaviour&#8217; tends to give way to the natural style, so the ISFJ will behave more according to type when under greater stress. For example, in a crisis, the ISFJ might: </span></div>
<ul style="margin-top:0;" type="disc">
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">find a place of solitude in which to think and work </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">value the efforts of others and appreciate their encouragement </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">use tried and trusted means of solving problems, possibly failing to recognise the need for change </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size:10pt;">use pragmatic solutions at the expense of the long term </span></li>
</ul>
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<div style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;">ISFJ&#8217;s Careers </span></strong></div>
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<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">The jobs/occupations that have a closer fit to those with ISFJ preferences:</span></div>
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<div style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:10pt;">Researcher, Entrepreneur/self-employed, Careers/occupational advice/therapy, Homemaker, Assistant </span></div>
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		<title>Love in the Time of Sipon :)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have just finished watching “Love in the time of Cholera” I tried to read the Nobel Price novel written by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Florentino, he main character, profoundly gave his unending definition of love for Fermina, his love interest. It was such a moving story that it lefts me to think it this kind [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=43&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">I have just finished watching “Love in the time of Cholera” I tried to read the Nobel Price novel written by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Florentino, he main character, profoundly gave his unending definition of love for Fermina, his love interest. It was such a moving story that it lefts me to think it this kind of love really exist, the one like this. When just by one glance and you already know that she’s the reason why you were created by God. But there are many symbolizations and hidden meanings through this story. The story still has the <em>kilig factor </em>in it, which since I’m only human, gave me enjoyment upon watching it. I love the idea that whatever happens, however the world evolved and time ages you ,if you are really meant to be together<span>  </span>then love will always find a reason to keep you together, even if it’ll take 53 years, 11 hours and 4 days,as the movie does. I like the idea that in Florentino’s frustration over his love for Fermina, he was able to make beautiful love poems that not only inspired people, but it also helped lovers who are in desperate need to be connected and to be able to express themselves in a way that only a true broken lover can. But I hate that Florentino wasted is life and body away by having sex with 622 women and never really made love to them, for according to him, he’s heart only belonged to Fermina. And with this he considered himself a virgin (yeah right!).He used is promiscuity to make an alibi on himself as a cure for his broken heartedness. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">So how does this 19<sup>th</sup>century Hispanic love story relate to us right now? </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"> <span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">The author’s notion is that lovesickness is a literal disease comparable to cho</span><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">lera. Good thing we already have a cure for cholera. But much deadlier diseases such as AIDS and SARS arises. And same as love,it became more complicated now than before. Well, Florentino quoted on his story when her mom told her, “the only disease that you suffered was Cholera”, he answered “No, Mama, Love.” For Florentino, Love is a disease for him.Maybe because defining love to another imperfect person won’t seem to define it after all.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">My advice and solution for this, take the spiritual antibiotics for this sickness. Take God 24 hours a day,7 days a week. And that cholera-like love will just be like a sipon. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Maria Socorro- from the spanish name Nuestra senyora de perpetua Socorro (Our lady of perpetual help) Maycor- short cut ng Maria Socorro Bembem- my mom calls me when I was a baby.I have no idea why. Panggala-my dad calls me or addresses me when he writes me a letter.When I was young I couldn’t say [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=40&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Maria Socorro-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> from the spanish name Nuestra senyora de perpetua Socorro (Our lady of perpetual help)</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Maycor-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> short cut ng Maria Socorro</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Bembem-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> my mom calls me when I was a baby.I have no idea why.</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Panggala-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">my dad calls me or addresses me when he writes me a letter.When I was young I couldn’t say the word <em>palangga.</em> (matigas ang dila heheh)</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Typhoon Coring-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> whenever I throw tamtrums,my mom calls me this.</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Miss Piggy-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> my playmates(and my kuya) teased me. <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Nosey,Penguin,Pouchy,Negra,Lion King,etc.- </span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">My brother loves to give me new names!Thanks a lot!</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">MAY- </span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">my worldwide known nickname. (Take note:I was born in April)</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">JLO-</span><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> </span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">College</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> days. After being introduced as the Jlo of CEU College of Dentistry (which of course was against my will,), everybody in school started calling me this.</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Jennifer Lopez-</span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;"> I wish!</span></span></h3>
<h3 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">Maria- </span><span style="font-weight:normal;font-size:16pt;font-family:Georgia;">the arabos call me this,which according to them is a muslim name. I get a lot of good feedbacks from their faces when I introduce myself to them.</span></span></h3>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#454545;font-family:Georgia;">Mariah Curtis- </span></strong><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#454545;font-family:Georgia;">because of my unending pursuit to become Westernized (joke!), I made this my name in my website for quite sometime. It suits well with my blue eyes.:)</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><strong><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#454545;font-family:Georgia;">Jessica Alba-</span></strong><span style="font-size:16pt;color:#454545;font-family:Georgia;"> another I wish! hehehe</span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Risky,risky love!   It’s hard to admit the fact that loving, especially in a person, involves risk of being hurt…again. It is inevitable,since we,ourselves,are mere humans and bound to make mistakes.Not unless we learn from it. Mother Theresa once had quoted, “ There can be no true love without hurt.” As pure as her unconditional [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=37&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;"><span style="color:#454545;"><a href="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/couple_facingeachother_embrace_125w_tn.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-38" title="couple_facingeachother_embrace_125w_tn" src="http://rocyam29.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/couple_facingeachother_embrace_125w_tn.jpg?w=97&#038;h=96" alt="" width="97" height="96" /></a>Risky,risky love!</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;"><span style="color:#454545;">It’s hard to admit the fact that loving, especially in a person, involves risk of being hurt…again. It is inevitable,since we,ourselves,are mere humans and bound to make mistakes.Not unless we learn from it. Mother Theresa once had quoted, “ There can be no true love without hurt.” As pure as her unconditional love especially for the poor and needy, I wonder if she had ever fallen in love besides Jesus. Did she quote this thinking that it would relate in all categories of love? I guess so. I know she’s only human and we have the same blood running through our hearts, though mine is much dirtier. <img src='http://s2.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Anyway, sometimes it would be disheartening to look at it on that way, that love involves pain. Sometimes you’d feel like giving up and praying that you’d stop loving. But God just says no. No until we learn that Love is patient. In different versions of the Bible, PATIENCE has a synonym: LONG- SUFFERING. Love is long- suffering. But that’s how He says it should be. Besides, I know it wasn’t painful for Him to see His Son suffer and be nailed on the cross. But He allowed it to show that He loves us and to the point of allowing the tremendous hurt fall on His son, in order that we may live. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;"><span style="color:#454545;">This can also be connected on how we love on our relationships. If we hurt, we tend to be depressed and to be traumatized, on worse cases, hoping that we’d never love again. But it just won’t work that way. The more we hurt, the more we fall from mistakes, the more we learn. The more we grow to maturity. </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;"><span style="color:#454545;">Hope you’ll be blessed by this article as it has blessed me.</span></span></p>
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<h1 style="margin:auto 0;"><span style="font-size:12pt;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Are You Really Ready for Love? Taking Risks for Love</span></span></span></h1>
<h2 style="margin:12pt 0 3pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;"><em><span style="color:#454545;">Dr. David B. Hawkins</span></em></span></h2>
<h3 style="margin:12pt 0 3pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&quot;"><span style="color:#454545;">The Relationship Doctor</span></span></h3>
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<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">“I want to play it safe when it comes to dating women,” Tim said to me recently. “I’ve been divorced, burned too many times, and I’m not going to be burned again.” And Lisa, a single woman, frustrated in her dating experiences, said this to me. “I go out with these emotionally unavailable ‘bad-boys’ because I dread the humiliation of being dependent on a man, then having him leave. I try to prevent that feeling by choosing men I know won’t get involved, so I could tell myself that it was all under my control.”</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Two different people, both angry and frustrated, deciding in various ways to play it safe. As the saying goes, “Better to be safe than sorry.”</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Or is it?</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Unless you have been hiding under a rock, you have probably experienced the crumby feeling of rejection. You know the twisted aching after he/ she leaves. The desire to have them back, even if they weren’t any good for you. You know what it feels like to have loved and had your heart broken.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">The issue we will explore is not whether you have had your heart broken—that goes with the turf. The issue is what you have done in response to those experiences. Have you withdrawn into bitterness, like Tim? Have you blamed all of the problems on the opposite sex, claiming innocence in the matter? Perhaps you have decided it simply is not worth it to reach out again and again, only to be wounded and humiliated.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">If you have loved deeply, you have probably been wounded deeply. If you have risked letting someone into the inner reaches of your heart, there may still be a place inside that aches when you think about him or her.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">But, what to do now? Are you ready to love again?</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;color:#454545;font-family:Times New Roman;">Our seventh trait </span><a href="http://www.crosswalk.com/community/singles/1371725.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">in this series</span></a><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"> to determine if you are really ready for love is <em>having the courage to take risks for love.</em></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;color:#454545;font-family:Times New Roman;">Intimacy has been defined as “into-me-see.” If you are really ready for love, you are willing to take risks, even though it means risking being hurt, and being willing to do the healing work if loss occurs. It means squeezing every ounce of learning out of the wound. It means submitting every experience to God, asking what can be learned even in this painful situation. The Apostle Paul says, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (</span><a href="http://beta.biblestudytools.com/OnlineStudyBible/bible.cgi?passage=ro+8:28&amp;version=rsv"><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Romans 8: 28</span></a><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">)</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Understanding that “grief is the healing feeling,” you allow any grief and pain from your previous relationships to carve out an even deeper place for love to reside in the future. The danger, of course, is to do what the Tim and Lisa have done: put up various barriers so no one can hurt them again. They have created crusty shells that no one can possibly penetrate. They carry their wounds like armor against a malicious enemy. Of course, the armor only serves to insulate them from anyone who might love them and help them heal. Tim blames all his problems on women. He has made choices, of course, but fails to learn from those choices. He blames the external world—the world of women. He feels powerless to make better choices so that the risks are mitigated. Feeling powerless, he sits with his anger and feels strangely strong—if not completely isolated.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Lisa also insulates herself, but in a different way. She chooses men who are predictably distant and even unkind. While she will always be hurt, it will be a hurt she knows and can manage. She knows how to sabotage a relationship so it cannot survive. She knows when and how these men will leave and wound her. Her world is manageable, if not poignantly painful.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">While the reaction to rejection is hurt, the reaction to humiliation is shame. We recover a bit easier from rejection than from humiliation. Have you experienced the shame of being exposed as lacking in some important quality? The prospect of  humiliation can be so terrifying that for some people it can keep them from reaching out at all, or make them so cautious that they permit themselves little involvement or intimacy.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Consider these steps to reduce being tyrannized by humiliation or the fear of it:</span></span></span></p>
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<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Realize that your feelings from the past are distorting and twisting your feelings about the present—putting an unfair spin on other’s responses to you. </span></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Look at your past and invite the Holy Spirit to sympathize with you in your struggles and offer wisdom in healing, and future choices—recognizing that you are no longer that person. </span></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Recognize your destructive choices and be determined to change your self-defeating patterns. Previous rejections reflect not on your adequacy or desirability but on your self-defeating need to put yourself in that position. </span></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Accept that you will make mistakes. It is part of the journey. Remember, the path to love is not for the faint-hearted. </span></span></span></li>
<li class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Recognize that love requires honesty and openness and is one of its greatest rewards. Be exactly who you are in a non-judgmental relationship, and seek to be with another who is committed to being open and honest as well. </span></span></span></li>
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<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">From the moment you meet someone you care about, you risk the possibility that he or she may not return those feelings. That rejection can lead to relatively minor disappointment if it occurs early, or can cause profound feelings of pain and depression if you were deeply involved over a long period of time.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">But, we take <em>measured risks</em>. If we keep things in perspective, we learn:</span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Symbol;"><span>·<span style="font:7pt &quot;">         </span></span></span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Being rejected does not make us worthless</span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Symbol;"><span>·<span style="font:7pt &quot;">         </span></span></span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Being embarrassed does not make us a fool</span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Symbol;"><span>·<span style="font:7pt &quot;">         </span></span></span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Unrequited love is not the worst thing in the world.</span></span></span></p>
<p style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.25in;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Symbol;"><span>·<span style="font:7pt &quot;">         </span></span></span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">It is possible to love again.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="color:#454545;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Are you willing to be emotionally available to another special person? Are you willing to let them into your heart, in a cautious but vulnerable manner? If so, you may really be ready for love.</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>One true friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 05:16:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One true friend     I have always been blessed with friends. More often I pray for God to bless my family and friends. But nowadays, as the world gets older, it’s also getting harder and harder to find real friends. Or maybe, people are just looking at the wrong places. Actually, it’s easy to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=28&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">I have always been blessed with friends. More often I pray for God to bless my family and <em>friends.</em> But nowadays, as the world gets older, it’s also getting harder and harder to find real friends. Or maybe, people are just looking at the wrong places. Actually, it’s easy to look for friends. But looking for the real ones seem to be a challenge.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;"><span> </span>According to an Arab proverb, a friend is one who may pour out the contents of our hearts, chaff and grain together, know that the gentlest of hands will sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. Too deep, isn’t it? Let me elaborate by sharing you a short story from the book I read, entitled, “Quality Friendship” by Gary Inrig. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">There were two friends who both enlisted in the military ,were sent overseas together and fought alongside each other. During an enemy attack, one of the men was critically wounded and was unable to crawl back to the safety of the foxhole. The friend lay dying in the no-man’s land created by the crossfire of the two opposing sides. Hearing the cries of his wounded buddy, the soldier decided to try to rescue his friend,but the sergeant in charge yelled, “It’s too late. You can’t do him any good, and you’ll only get yourself killed.” Realizing that it was almost suicidal to try, the man nonetheless started crawling toward his friend.He reached him, too. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">Then a few minutes later, to the foxhole with his friend cradled in his arms- dead. But in rescuing his friend, the soldier had also taken several hits and now he himself was dying. The sergeant was woth angry and moved with the emotions as he cried, “What a waste. He’s dead and you’re dying. It just wasn’t worth it.” Gasping for breath, the soldier cried, “Oh, yes, it was,Sarge. When I got to him, the only thing he said was, “I knew you’d come, Jim!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span style="font-size:16pt;font-family:Garamond;">Reading this moved me to tears. It’s an honor to have someone not only to die for me but to live for me,despite of who I am.I’d rather have one true friend than have a million of fake friends. The good news is I have one. His name is Jesus. He said, “Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” (John 15:13) </span></p>
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		<title>Why my eyes are blue…(or aqua?)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:04:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Three more days to go and my long time high school friend,Ruth,is getting married. I will be one of her bridesmaid. I’m very excited. This actually won’t be the first time I’ll be a secondary sponsor to a wedding. I gues I’m following the steps of Katherine Heigl in 27 dresses. Some pessimistic people would [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rocyam29.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4562123&amp;post=18&amp;subd=rocyam29&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">Three more days to go and my long time high school friend,Ruth,is getting married. I will be one of her bridesmaid. I’m very excited. This actually won’t be the first time I’ll be a secondary sponsor to a wedding. I gues I’m following the steps of Katherine Heigl in <em>27 dresses</em>. Some pessimistic people would look at it negatively because just as the saying goes: “Always the bridesmaid,never the bride” I don’t want to saturate myself in such negativeness. I’ve been preparing for this and,of course,the bride is my best friend. So this is a special moment for a special loved one.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:20pt;"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">First,the gown. Since I’ve lost about 50 pounds of fat,I began to be excited about gowns. This won’t be any different. I liked the design Ruth specially made for me.</span></span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">Then,the hair and make up. I’ll be going to a very exclusive parlor: in my own home with my friends as my make up artist and hair designer.Yup. Life is so hard and expensive right now that I prefer them to do the dirty work.Anyway,I have faith in their uncanny talents,hehe.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">And,of course,the <em>eyes.</em> I don’t know why it mattered,But I wanted lenses that says it all. Eyes that says who I am, what I feel (in short,gusto ko lang gumanda,hehe!)</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">Last but not the least,my song numbers. Yup,I’ll make a scandalous scene on their wedding. I hope it won’t rain while I’m singing,hehe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:20pt;"><span style="font-size:14pt;font-family:Garamond;">There you have it. The preparation of a bride’s maid. Let’s wait for my Sunday blog on how things will turn out.</span></span></p>
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