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	<description>an archive of emotion that overwhelms my system, the description of how i felt at life in some instances...basta walang kokontra! this is the southern hemisphere side of me.....</description>
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		<title>Siniswerte ako, Minamalas ka!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 11:12:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let this be the title of my monthly blog entry. And from the meaning of it, it seems i&#8217;m refering to somebody else(yan kung magrereact ka!). Naku, feeling mo lang yun! Let me tell you what really happened to me today.
I just came from the hospital paying my medicine bill in the pharmacy because my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Let this be the title of my monthly blog entry. And from the meaning of it, it seems i&#8217;m refering to somebody else(yan kung magrereact ka!). Naku, feeling mo lang yun! Let me tell you what really happened to me today.</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">I just came from the hospital paying my medicine bill in the pharmacy because my left eye was sored when i woke up this morning. So, i went to our staff clinic, the doctor gave me 3 days sick leave without examining my eyes(duhh!!). I was asking for a one day sick leave but she insisted i should take her advice. Grabe, noon humihingi ako ng mahaba-habang sick leave kasi nagbi-bleeding ako(with my miscarriage) hindi naman ako binibigyan, ngayong ayaw ko ng mahabang sick leave binibigyan naman ako! Hay naku, hindi mo talaga ma-spelling ang mga tao dito sa middle east! And believe it or not, i almost lost my temper with one arab woman. As usual, hindi kasi uso ang pagpila dito kaya ayun nagsiunahan sa harapan ko ang mga PENGUIN(arab women with their traditional head-to-toe-black-cover). After 3 months of habernation, ayan&#8230;naku-culture shock na naman ako!</span></p>
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<p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Good for me, ako parin ang pinauna ng pharmacist! Pagsiniswerte ka nga naman&#8230;.knowing that arab woman is quite furious at me. Ang dami talagang LOSER sa lugar na &#8216;to! Eeww&#8230;..</span></p>
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		<title>Top Ten</title>
		<link>http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/2008/09/top-ten-by-chico-garcia/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 00:36:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>miyat</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[iDoLs]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Chico and Delamar]]></category>

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Since i went abroad, i abandoned the idea of doing some of the things i love to do when I&#8217;m here in the Philippines. It is just because my work comes first. Listening to a morning radio show was one of the many things I&#8217;d always do. And this year, i finally rekindle the moment of doing it because [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: justify"><strong><em><span style="color: #993366">S</span><span style="color: #993366"><span style="color: #993366">ince i went abroad, i abandoned the idea of doing some of the things i love to do when I&#8217;m here in the Philippines. It is just because my work comes first. Listening to a morning radio show was one of the many things I&#8217;d always do. And this year, i finally rekindle the moment of doing it because i know I&#8217;ll be staying long this time. One of my favorite radio show is Chico and Delamars&#8217; morning breakfast show. I happened to come across Chico Garcia&#8217;s Blog on his May 22, 2008 post. And it really made my day.</span></span><span style="color: #993366"> ;-)</span></em></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: justify">Do people tell the truth when they’re angry, or do people say stuff they don’t mean when theyre angry?  It’s a tough call.  It’s the same thing when people are drunk.  Until now I haven’t made up my mind.  I think angry words are based on truth, but spoken with a heart that aims to hurt.  So maybe it’s a little bit in between.</p>
<p style="text-align: justify">May 22, 2008 → The Top Ten Things You’ve Said During A Fight</p>
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<li><span class="msgNorm_i">Gorgeous Bitch - I</span>once said this to a clerk in a video store: “Pasalamat ka guwapo ka, kundi nasampal na kita.”</li>
<li>Zi - “Yung huling tao na pinagtawanan ako, umihi ng blade! Ano, tatawa ka pa?!?”</li>
<li>Witchy Bitch - “I’m not saying I’m beautiful, what I am saying is, PANGIT KA!”</li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">MNEMONIC - During a</span>big fight with my girlfriend, I told her, “Lumayas ka sa pamamahay ko!” She replied, “Wait a minute, this is MY condo unit!”</li>
<li><span class="style72">Anto - “Ikaw ang kalawang na sumira sa singtibay ng bakal na pagsasamahan naming magkakaibigan.”</span></li>
<li>ACER - A guy asked me,”Bakit ang sama mo tumingin?” In anger I blurted, “Eh ikaw, bakit ang sama mo tingnan?”</li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">Allan - I told my brother during a physical fight: “Kahit ilang beses mo pa ko suntukin, hindi ka pa rin magiging tama!”</span></li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">RC N CESS - “Yung huling umaway kina Chico at Delamar, nasa PLM na ngayon…modelo ng skeletal system sa medical school!” </span></li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">Robert - Wife: “Go to hell!” Me: “I’m already there!”</span></li>
<li>LOIpogi - From an 80’s tearjerker: “Magsabi ka lang kung kahit saan, kahit kailan, umaaraw man o umuulan, may panty man o wala!”</li>
<li>Purplerose - I heard this sa palengke when there’s two tindera arguing, “Para kang inahing manok, putak ka ng putak, bugok naman ang itlog!”</li>
<li>LOipogi - “Sige, payag ako. Saksakan. Pero walang patayan.”</li>
<li>Niknok - “Let’s just end this now, coz everytime we fight, I end up hurting myself more than I intend to hurt you.”</li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">SilentRusher/Flying Butete - I said this to my</span>ex during our breakup fight: “Wag kang magmalaki kasi maliit naman yang birdie mo!”</li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">Paolo - W</span>hen someone said, “Basagan na lang ng mukha!” I told him, “Lugi ako, kasi yung iyo basag na.”</li>
<li>YñaKì - “Di bale nang mahirap, wag lang matandang bading na mahilig sa menor de edad na tulad mo!”</li>
<li>Puting Payong - During a fight with my landlady, I shouted, “Palibhasa wala kang pinag-aralan!” She ran away crying.  I learned later on na grade 3 lang pala ang natapos niya.</li>
<li>Vi - “Mahirap ka na nga, balasubas ka pa!”</li>
<li>SPY Shadow - I overheard this from a boy to another boy during a wake: “Ang yabang mo! Hindi ka imbitado pag Daddy ko naman ang namatay!”</li>
<li>KiD BuKid - Years ago, I said to a ‘hot girl’ who was very late on our date, “Anong sori-sori, DAPA!”</li>
<li><span class="msgNorm_i">Lara - A</span>t the height of a fight, I suddenly shouted, “Napaka-ano mo! Dapat kasi hindi mo ano…yung kwan!”</li>
<li>Loipogi - “SORRY, I would never fight someone who’s got nothing to lose.”</li>
<li>Pin - “Pag pangit ka, dapat maganda ugali mo!”</li>
<li>Cheyenne - I said to my EX-friend/tsismosa neighbor: “Hoy, ahas na may fake boobs. . .Heto’ng pera, isaksak mo sa matris mong panis!”</li>
<li>Boy Hunk - “Palakihan nalang ng…sweldo!”</li>
<li>Chichi - I said this during my confrontation with the woman my husbnd was having an affair with: “Walang pamilyang masisira, kung walang malanding babae!”</li>
<li>Heleina - To my then boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend: “Hating me won’t make you any prettier.”</li>
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		<title>Pilipinas 2008</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 01:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>miyat</dc:creator>
		
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excited to go inside


This has got to be the longest vacation I&#8217;ve ever had in 9 years. And right after we came, we decided to explore manila first before going to my hometown(davao). Kahit 8 months preggy ako at manas pa, it never stops me from going to places like manila ocean park. Treat namin [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #ff0000">This has got to be the longest vacation I&#8217;ve ever had in 9 years. And right after we came, we decided to explore manila first before going to my hometown(davao). Kahit 8 months preggy ako at manas pa, it never stops me from going to places like manila ocean park. Treat namin yon ng husband ko sa relatives nya and to my sister who generously offered her help to be with me during my entire stay until my delivery in October hopefully while my husband is away. Kaya ayan, kahit sumasakit na ang paa namin lakwatsa parin!</span></p>
<div id="attachment_69" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 310px"><a href="http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/files/img_1219.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-69" src="http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/files/img_1219-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">windowshopping</p></div>
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<p><span style="color: #ff0000">After the exhausting trip to MOP.  The following day, we indulge ourselves in a sumptuous meal in Alabang with a little windowshopping in mind <img src='http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></p>
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		<title>Lethargic Mom</title>
		<link>http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/2008/03/lethargic-mom/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 11:21:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The second week of this month is just about to unfold. And here i am still feeling lethargic. I just can&#8217;t regain my alertness because of this massive hormonal changes in my body:-(. Even though, I&#8217;m so excited;-p about this turning point in my life but i just can&#8217;t catch up with the changes happening [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #000000">The second week of this month is just about to unfold. And here i am still feeling lethargic. I just can&#8217;t regain my alertness because of this massive hormonal changes in my body:-(. Even though, I&#8217;m so excited;-p about this turning point in my life but i just can&#8217;t catch up with the changes happening within me. It overloaded my system especially the daily morning sickness is just way too difficult to overcome yet i keep telling myself &#8220;miyat, just be cool!&#8221; Oh, i laugh over it sometimes:-j. How can i be so cool about this predicament. Day by day, it&#8217;s getting even worst. I thought, at the beginning this is an easy job but throwing up in a daily basis is an awful feeling. Much more to the changes of enthusiasm which most often ended in an outburst of tantrums. The cravings are worst&#8230;wanting to eat the whole litson baboy is my heart&#8217;s purest desire. Kung pwede nga lang i would order a more crispier litson straight from cebu. Yummy! Tulo na tuloy ang laway ko. Not only that! Pinching my husband&#8217;s cheeks and nose right before going to sleep is a habit until it turned out to be swollen sometimes. I always tell him, sana ikaw nalang ang magbuntis at ako nalang ang manganak. And he would just smiled at me. Furthermore, how i envied my brother who just got his summer getaway in Camiguin Island last week. Di pa kami hinintay! A part of this passivity, we cancel our annual out-of-the-country-side trip in which we indulge yearly before going back to the Philippines. Supposedly, this time around our direction is going to be in a snowbound country but unfortunately that will happened few years from now. We have to wait until our little one starts to walk. Until then, it would be more exciting. </span></p>
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		<title>what dreams may come</title>
		<link>http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/2008/02/what-dreams-may-come/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 07:59:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I kept my feet nailed onto the ground and wondering why am i looking dumbfounded. As i&#8217;m about to look straight from where i am, i realized i was standing still infront of a podium like i&#8217;m about to give a speech in a huge arena like an opera house full of red colored chairs [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#ccffff;">I kep</span><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0801_1.JPG"></a><span style="color:#ccffff;">t my feet nailed onto the ground and wondering why am i looking dumbfounded. As i&#8217;m about to look straight from where i am, i realized i was standing still infront of a podium like i&#8217;m about to give a speech in a huge arena like an opera house full of red colored chairs but nobody was sitting on it. I was alone and totally had no idea where i was. My heart starts beating faster. Quitely disoriented, i stride from the platform into the nearest fire exit i had seen. When i opened the door, i saw those people who attended the birthday party last night including my childhood friend who looks the same when i last saw her.She was wearing the same clothes, shoes and bag. She greeted me and the whole scenario change, now I&#8217;m already sitting with her in our sofa at home. She was asking me how i was, but inattentively looking at my mom cooking in the kitchen.</span><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0801_3.JPG"><span style="color:#ccffff;"><img style="border:0px solid;" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0801_3.JPG" alt="Img_0801_3" width="500" height="375"></span></a><span style="color:#ccffff;">n. I was overwhelmed. I felt safe when i saw her. She was busy preparing something and just smiled at me. I went to my room expecting to see my sister but she was not there. So, i returned to our living room and eventually saw my sister together with my brother playing computer games as usual. They were just gazing at me asking why am i not ready yet. Ready for what, i replied cautiously. Unaware of what they wanted to do that day. My brother was laughing at me and told me he&#8217;ll gonna pay the movie tickets and I&#8217;ll be responsible for our food. I told him i did not brought with me my wallet it&#8217;s in the car. Then, i was running towards my car to get my purse. I was counting my money if it is enough for 3 movie tickets. My sister objected she told me mom and dad is coming with us. I throw a look of disdain at her. Since when mom and dad was interested watching movies in theater with us? Almost every time, they always refused to come with us. So, the lady in the counter told me 150 qatari riyals for 5 movie tickets. I paid happily, at last I&#8217;ll watch a movie with the whole family. Along the way, i saw one of my favorite patient, shouting my name and signaling to kiss him on the cheeks in which i gladly obliged. He was asking whom I&#8217;m with, so, i introduced him to my family. Happy and clapping at the fact that he had just met my mama and baba as he kept repeating it. Unintentionally, he asked me when my family arrived in Doha. And suddenly realized that these things were happening vaguely. Confused with the question that mohammad had just asked me. Now, i&#8217;m standing again at the platform from where i was before. Again, i was looking at my feet. Then i opened my eyes, it was just a dream. A wonderful and unexplicably weird dream. I saw the people i love and miss so much but for now i&#8217;m back to reality(sigh)&#8230;..and had got up because i don&#8217;t want to be late for work!</span></p>
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		<title>Heartwarming Ordeal</title>
		<link>http://miyat.blog.friendster.com/2007/12/heartwarming-ordeal/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 11:38:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>miyat</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I just regained my wellness from a very eye-opening experience. I had my swollen appendix removed just a week before Christmas. The 2 weeks hiatus gave me a different significance of spending my Christmas holiday. The abrupt surgical operation wasn't the thing i expected in this time of the year. Although, the agonizing process of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre><span style="color:#ffcc99;">I just regained my wellness from a very eye-opening experience. I had my swollen appendix removed just a week before Christmas. The 2 weeks hiatus gave me a different significance of spending my Christmas holiday. The abrupt surgical operation wasn't the thing i expected in this time of the year. Although, the agonizing process of appendicitis brought tons of things to ponder and yet i was really glad to get out of it on time, otherwise i might still be bed-ridden at the moment. </span></pre>
<pre><span style="color:#ffcc99;">Actually, it was a very strange situation for a Florence Nightingale advocate like me to be a patient. I had numerous encounters of nurses upon my E.R. experience to the pre-anesthetic phase in O.R. until my post operative admission in the surgical unit. Most of them were nice and some others weren't that accommodating in which i understand because of the loads of work that they were doing. In the first place I'm not that stupid enough to act out as a patient. It was real and i wasn't bluffing like what others do. </span></pre>
<pre><span style="color:#ffcc99;">I realized that a single word of sympathy was all i needed and be reassured. The words from the staff who took care of me and said  "ate, relax lang and you'll be okay" was the only thing i remembered and i felt okay. I was quite in oblivion. From the back of my mind, i knew there's something wrong with me but i was still skeptical. And as the pain severed, i yield on important things that i might not be doing anymore if things gets worst. Completely paranoid, i resolved on seeking God's guidance, the only important thing of all.</span></pre>
<pre><span style="color:#ffcc99;">Of course, the love and care of my husband was unfathomable. My family here in Doha and in the Philippines were worried because my fate was unexpected. Grabe! The comforting words of my colleagues serves as my strength. Simple words were enough. Sa call and text messages, sa short visits, sa food na dala nyo..thank you. I failed to take all of it kasi sira talaga ang tiyan ko. I was addicted to dextrose actually kaya ganun hehehe(joke). Thanks to all of you. I really appreciate the gestures. It was all heart warming.</span></pre>
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		<title>The meaning of happiness</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2007 04:08:33 +0000</pubDate>
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    I had missed a lot of Christmas celebration in the past until now. Most often, i celebrate it @work. Although this Christmas, i might spend it with my family here in Doha but it hasn&#8217;t gave me a single bit of excitement because christmas here is still different. There are no children singing chirstmas [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #66ffff"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0416.JPG"></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0403.JPG"></a>   </span><span style="color: #ff3300"> </span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #ff3300">I had missed a lot of Christmas celebration in the past until now. Most often, i celebrate it @work. Although this Christmas, i might spend it with my family here in Doha but it hasn&#8217;t gave me a single bit of excitement because christmas here is still different. There are no children singing chirstmas carols @the gate of your house, seldom you&#8217;ll see xmas tree around(actually, meron pero d2 lng sa bahay), no xmas lights&amp;lanterns, no gift giving(except sa unit nmin), no red t-shirt day, no noche buena feast with friends, inaanak &amp; relatives(well, meron din d2 sa bahay pero kaming apat lng), no fireworks. You see? Come to think of it. This is the prize for us OFWs working away from our loved ones. Kaya, sa mga super nega dyan(as in mga MF) wag magpakanega! You might end up celebrating Christmas alone. That is why, I would rather spend christmas in the Philippines. Where everyone is hopeful and happy for the coming new year, making christmas wishes and busy thinking about their new year&#8217;s resolutions, everyone forgive and tries to forget. Unlike here, you can&#8217;t feel the warmth and presence of the Christmas holiday. Few days more before Christmas party may mag-aaway pa! Super kill joy as in! The kind of people who resent others happiness as their downfall. The envy that they manifest when others are at the peak of happiness and blessings. Who could ever blame them. They&#8217;re the kind of people who belongs to Hitler&#8217;s army. The kind of people who never experience praises when they were young and instead find others life as a form of entertainment. Lambasting each person who come across their way. A fault finder indeed! An extreme defence mechanism or perhaps an abnormal reaction. A jealousy of others in a highest form. The one who never experience happiness and lived a miserable life. Poor you. You&#8221;ll never have what it takes to be happy, not until you learn to respect and love yourself because happiness starts from within. Happiness means laughing with friends even without funny punchline, giggling with friends when suitor expresses love, indulging activities with pure intension of getting brain freeze after endless laugthers. Pure evidence of inexpensive joy that money can&#8217;t buy. Di ba mas masaya? Kaya nag-enjoy ako sa Christmas party namin. It was a particular time of the year to forget the stress that our job has given us. Thanks na rin sa sponsor&#8230;.sa food(ang sarap), sa venue(ang ganda), sa singer and host ng games(lalo na ang bring me game na nahirapan kami sa pag kuha ng gray hair kay ate Del&#8230;sa susunod ulit) at sa mga participants na nakakuha o hindi nakakuha ng prize(you&#8217;re such a sport!). Adding to the highlights are the stars of the night(try to see d pix), the one more chance pictorial(walang panama sina Llyody&amp;bea). After all, it&#8217;s pure happiness that&#8217;s what Christmas is all about, walang halong negatibo &#8230;sorry nalang sa  mga hindi nag-enjoy basta ako i had so much fun!</span></p>
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<p><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0432.JPG"><img src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0432.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0432" width="100" height="81" /></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0415.JPG"><img src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0415.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0415" width="100" height="75" /></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0412.JPG"><img src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0412.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0412" width="100" height="75" /></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0425.JPG"><img src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0425.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0425" width="100" height="75" /></a></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 08:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An email sent to me by my friend from San Francisco. Thanks Neng! I like it! The definition of my name really suits my personality in some way. I just want to share it with everyone who happens to visit my blog regularly or accidentally viewed my profile. 
Lyn
&#8220;A waterfall or pool &#8220;
You have a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #006633">An email sent to me by my friend from San Francisco. Thanks Neng! I like it! The definition of my name really suits my personality in some way. I just want to share it with everyone who happens to visit my blog regularly or accidentally viewed my profile. </span></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #006633">Lyn</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #006633">&#8220;A waterfall or pool &#8220;</span></p>
<div><span style="color: #006633">You have a charismatic and magnetic personality which others cannot help but be drawn to ensuring you of many friends. Very ambitious your keen perceptive powers and ability to absorb knowledge helps you to achieve your objectives. You are a strong willed and industrious worker who is prepared to earn all the material success and good fortune which comes your way. With a philosophical attitude happiness is assured.</span></div>
<p><span style="color: #006633"><strong>May</strong></p>
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<p><span style="color: #006633">Bitter &#8220;Hebrew&#8221;</span></p>
<p><span style="color: #006633">Peaceful, poised and understanding you do not let anyone or anything disturb your innate calm. You are tolerant of others no matter how their behaviours or beliefs differ from your own. Not attached to material or worldly affairs you are free to express your true self. Displaying great wisdom and serenity people are naturally drawn to you for guidance and counsel. Your courage and presence of mind see you through any adversity. </span></p>
<p><strong><span style="color: #006633">Lyn May</span></strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #006633">You are fairminded, wise and peaceloving and are always willing to help others. Your mental capabilities and creativity are well marked with wonderful and original ideas which you need to bring to tangible fruition. Perceptive and understanding of others your positive approach to life and influential nature means that you have leadership qualities. There is great potential for success both financially and spiritually.</span></p>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 08:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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I&#8217;m back from my 2 weeks vacation from the Philippines. Before i left, the insinuation of my short live vacation might not be enjoyable yet it never even bothers me because this vacation wasn&#8217;t the vacation i wanted. So, my husband and i decided to make it as short as possible living us homesick in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 110px"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0118.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"><img style="border: 0px" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0118" width="100" height="133" /></span></a><p class="wp-caption-text">family</p></div>
<p><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0118.JPG"></a><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">I&#8217;m </span><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0167.JPG"></a><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">b</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">ack from my 2 weeks vacation from the </span><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0228_2.JPG"></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0224_2.JPG"></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0137.JPG"></a><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0149.JPG"></a><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">Philippines. Before i le</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">ft, the insinuati</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">on of my short live vacation might not be enjoyable yet it never even bothers me because this vacation wasn&#8217;t the vacation i wanted. So, my husband and i decided to make it as short as possible living us homesick in the coming christmas session. Too bad, we weren&#8217;t in the Philippines this christmas&#8230;mas masaya pa naman pag nandoon kami! Right after i came, i made it sure i would accomplished everything in mind. The rush salon makeover, few after midnight chikahan with my parents, shopping spree with my siblings, 2 hours meeting up with my best friend and my inaanak, one night tagay session with relatives and some investment hunting were all done like in a split second. Of course, there were somethings left unfulfilled like the bonding trip outside the country with my two siblings and unable to see three of my friends in college. In the meantime, it will be on hold not until i have time to be with them. Hopefully next year my holiday vacation will be a blast! </span></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 110px"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0167.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"><img style="border: 0px" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0167.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0167" width="100" height="75" /></span></a><p class="wp-caption-text">jing&amp;aya</p></div>
<div class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 110px"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0228_2.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"><img style="border: 0px" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0228_2.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0228_2" width="100" height="75" /></span></a><p class="wp-caption-text">tagay session</p></div>
<div class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 110px"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0224_2.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"><img style="border: 0px" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0224_2.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0224_2" width="100" height="75" /></span></a><p class="wp-caption-text">lasing na</p></div>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 110px"><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/img_0232.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"><img style="border: 0px" src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/img_0232.JPG" border="0" alt="Img_0232" width="100" height="75" /></span></a><p class="wp-caption-text">:-)</p></div>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">Well, i didn&#8217;t look wasted as com</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">pared from my previous </span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">holiday afterma</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633">th. I felt as if,</span><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #666633"> i didn&#8217;t left Doha at all. I was expecting the winter breeze to greet me at the airport but unfortunately the weather was the least i expected. I was even worried before boarding the airplane since i was stupid enough to have forgotten my jacket at home. As i stepped out of the aircraft, i was greatly overwhelmed. My adrenaline rushed into its hyperactivity level. Thinking about going back to work wants me to throw up not because of my work as a nurse literally but because of something else.</span></p>
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		<title>My road to my dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 08:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[7 years old - I&#8217;m still at the height of my childhood where wishful thinking was dominant. A fanatic of Barbie doll, Sesame Street and Disney Sunday Cartoon Parade. Such a normal thing for a growing school age girl like me. The inputs that i have received has given me the courage to dream and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">7 years old - I&#8217;m still at the height of my childhood where wishful thinking was dominant. A fanatic of Barbie doll, Sesame Street and Disney Sunday Cartoon Parade. Such a normal thing for a growing school age girl like me. The inputs that i have received has given me the courage to dream and become highly ambitious. Although, at that time i didn&#8217;t knew what&#8217;s it literally meant but leaves me no choice to just daydream for awhile.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">12 years old - I achieved what others expected. I applied a scholarship and eventually passed the test. I grabbed the opportunity to have a better education by seriously using almost all of what&#8217;s inside between my Grey Matter(i guess). It was the start of every hope and making it happened. As usual, i dreamt about big houses, cars, a career in banking business and of course a chance to travel abroad. As i look back now, only the career aspect went off another path.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">16 years old </span><a href="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/sv300083_1.JPG"><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300"><img src="http://miyat.blogs.friendster.com/miyat/images/sv300083_1.JPG" border="0" alt="Sv300083_1" width="130" height="98" /></span></a><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">- My confused years. I was merely confused of what i wanted to be. That time, Computer Engineering was the &#8220;in&#8221; thing. Even though, i had less knowledge in the digital world but i let myself plunged in. My first semester ended a disaster with all my passing grades(75% yuck!). I realized, I&#8217;m not a math fanatic at all whom i thought i was! I find the course very boring and uninteresting. Solving all mathematical problems everyday made me felt dizzy. I was frustrated with what&#8217;s happening with my life and adding to the fact that my dad was furious(first time at my grades!). So, i resolved on seeking advices from my friends. Almost all of them took up nursing, the course my dad wants me to try. My kababata(Vangie) told me that the course suits me since I&#8217;m a science freak.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">17 years old - Although I&#8217;m one year ahead of my nursing classmates in terms of age, i wasn&#8217;t intimidated. A second courser didn&#8217;t meant anything to them. From then on, i was happy. My new peers didn&#8217;t judged me right away, to later which i realized that all of them became my closest friends that&#8217;s why i embraced nursing with full arms and the next 4 years was history&#8230;..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">21 years old - As i prepared myself for the nurse licensure exam, i was in the midst of a financial difficulties. But it didn&#8217;t stop me from achieving my goal&#8230;.to be a registered nurse. It was just a piece of cake! Self-reliant and goal-oriented as i am, i promised to myself to be financially abundant someday at least before reaching age 30. I refused to give up. And so, i started out as a volunteer in a district hospital and lasted for 9 months before i transferred into a bigger hospital. I endured 2 fruitful years in that hospital. It serves as my  training ground before i decided it was time to explore a greener pasture abroad.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">25 years old - I wasn&#8217;t sure with what might be my fate in Saudi Arabia yet i have no choice that time since my family&#8217;s financial drought was still evident. I just ignored my apprehension in exchange for a better life. Even though, i knew it all along that going to Saudi Arabia was a bad idea. I lasted 10 and a half months there! The contradicting Saudi culture was not the kind of thing i could stand for. I told myself, there were lots of opportunities in the Philippines that awaits me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">26 years old - I spent 3 weeks at home then decided to return to Manila to try my luck again abroad. 4 months after i came back from Saudi Arabia, i eventually got a job offer for HMC in Qatar. The initial salary offer was bigger than Saudi, i grabbed the offer right then and there since my bank account was already diminishing and my London application was still pending.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 1.2em;color: #993300">And on mid-May 2003 i was officially a resident of Qatar. A place who occupies a quarter of my heart. In the future, my HMC experience will be valuable in my curriculum vitae. A sign that i might be exploring my way to any part of the world!</span></p>
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