<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:14:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BECAUSE YOU MAKE MY LIFE COLORFUL...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-3966582822473605121</id><published>2008-01-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T23:11:57.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A thought to ponder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my family prayed together at around 11:30 pm. Every year, we do this as we say goodbye to the year and say hello to the coming year. This morning, our family attended the mass together. With these practices, I dont forget to thank God personally for all the blessings He gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the blessings which I like to share with you. With the other blessings which I wont dictate anymore (because I might not be able to finish writing here), the following were the reason why I said "God thanks for the great 2007".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When I had a check up about my sickness, the doctor told me that I am okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I got my dream job. I am already a Trainer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I finished 2 certificate courses. Take note, even I am the youngest in the group, I am proud to say that I excel during these courses. I was able to enroll because my benefactor helped me financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My sister is okay now. There were people who helped us in praying and in our financial needs. I believe my sister will be a cancer survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I gained new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My eldest sister got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Our family became closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My 3rd sister is starting to plan for her wedding on Dec 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I had problems which made me a better person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Naabot ko yun target na ipon ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lastly, I ended the year with my very special person, Dianne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for this 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to write my plans. But I told God to erase the plan in which He has a better plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my will but your will be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-3966582822473605121?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/3966582822473605121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=3966582822473605121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/3966582822473605121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/3966582822473605121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought-to-ponder.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-5219376956667377176</id><published>2007-06-04T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:57:55.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 2 Years!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thank God for giving us another year in our relationship. From our First anniversary going to our second year has been a roller coaster ride. God tested our relationship! Others will say, "problema,natural lang yan". Yes, I agree to that statement. But the tests that we have encountered were more than that. With that, I can say that we grew in our relationship. Of course let me thank Him for not leaving us alone. Even we have encountered problems, we stood up, held each others hands, stayed on our commitment, and moved on! Ngayon ko masasabi na mas kilala ko na si Dianne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spend our day together. We went to oyster boy to eat dinner. Walk along metrowalk and libis. Then, we stayed at Padis Point to watch band presentations. Of course, we also gave gifts to one another. The day seemed to be extraordinary!The day was very special!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like to thank Dianne for the gifts and for loving me! I like to thank her for always being there. I remember when I was confined to the hospital. She was there to take care of me. I was helpless during that time. I cannot really move. But she was there.  From the office, she'll go straight ahead to the hospital. Spend the night there then go aain to ther office. Thanks Dianne for sacrifices. I know we have misunderstandings sometimes. And I like to say sorry for every fault that I have done. Well, I just wich for more years of anniversary. And may we achieve all our dreams! Let's just stay in-loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you Dianne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-5219376956667377176?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/5219376956667377176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=5219376956667377176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/5219376956667377176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/5219376956667377176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-2-years-i-thank-god-for-giving-us.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-8793169047450346300</id><published>2007-05-24T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:48:53.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continuous blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like others, I have dreams too. And let me say, I will be fulfilling one of my dreams this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to study this year. It's almost impossible to achieve it because of financial and health concerns. It has been six months since my operation. Just had my check-up again, consulted different doctors and had undergone CT scan, and I was advised to do the usual things that I was doing before. Well, I may not be able to do the other things that I was doing before, but it's ok. I feel better now. Just realized that I should not  be affected with whatever sicknes that I have. Yah, the blebs still exist in my lungs but it doesn't mean that I would lose hope. Rather I must continue to live and live my life to the fullest. Just leave everything to God and He'll do the rest.That's for sure. With that,I decided to pursue my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next concern is the financial side. I have savings here but i told myself that it would be better if someone would help me for the tuition. Asking help from my parents would be the last resort.Why?Because we haven't pay my hospital bill. Thus, I don't want to ask any help from them. Like what I have said, just leave everything to Him, He'll do the rest. Now let me share something to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It was night of Holy Thursday during a Bisita Iglesia. We're on the last church, Don Bosco. At the gate, I told myself "Ano kaya Makita ko si Tita Tess..." Tita Tess is a family friend who has been a benefactor of mine. During high school she used to give me allowance in the seminary. And during the second sem of my last year at UST,I lack money for me to enroll. She was the one who paid for it. This was the reason why I was able to enroll. Another thing, she was the one who gave me allowance during the second sem since my family was experiencing financial problems. When I knelt down, I saw on my back that there was Tita Tess. I immediately called her attention. We had a chat and told her what happened to me. Out of nowhere , she opened her wallet and gave me a money. Thank God, I have something for my studies already. Not only that, another benefactor sponsored almost half of the payments for my schooling. She was Tita Daphny. Starting from high school until college, she was the one who pays for my tuition fee. And now,she's helping me again. We just talked over the phone and now she's offering help. By saturday, I will enroll already. And let me say, i have fulfilled my dream,partially.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is really good...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know He will always be...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know He will never leave me....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to the persons who were always so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, thanks to HIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-8793169047450346300?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/8793169047450346300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=8793169047450346300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/8793169047450346300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/8793169047450346300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/continuous-blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-7871955457935533104</id><published>2007-05-02T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:31:16.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;"HAPPY 100 WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-7871955457935533104?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/7871955457935533104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=7871955457935533104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/7871955457935533104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/7871955457935533104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-100-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-6705761206780822833</id><published>2007-05-02T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:21:20.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 days until June 1, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year anniversary. Can't believe 2 years pa lang. Seems like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to share a Valedictory Speech from a recent graduate in UP Diliman. I got this from a forwarded mail from the HR Foodlink Group to which our company is a member. It's amazing because this woman is only 16 years old and she has this amazing realizations and insights that most of us aren't even aware of. To you, I don't know you personally, but i salute you. You inspired me not to take the road less travelled but to make my own. In short, NOT TO FOLLOW OR IMITATE OTHERS BECAUSE THEY SEEM HAPPY BUT TO FIND MY OWN HAPPINESS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valedictory speech of UP magna cum laude who graduated this month at 16 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Take not the road less traveled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mikaela Irene Fudolig – BS PhysicsSpeech at the Commencement Exercises, UPDApril 22, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One of the things that strike me as being very "UP Diliman" is the way UPD students can't seem to stay on the pavement. From every street corner that bounds an unpaved piece of land, one will espy a narrow trail that cuts the corner, or leads from it. Every lawn around the buildings sports at least one of these paths, starting from a point nearest to the IKOT stop and ending at the nearest entry to the building. The trails are beaten on the grass by many pairs of feet wanting to save a fraction of a meter of traveling, no matter that doing so will exact some cost to the shoes, or, to the ubiquitous slippers, especially when the trails are new. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What do these paths say about us, UP students?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One could say that the UP student is enamored with Mathematics and Pythagoras, hence these triangles formed by the pavement and the path. Many among you would disagree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Others could say that the UP student is naturally countercultural. And the refusal to use the pavement is just one of the myriads of ways to show his defiance of the order of things. This time, many would agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Still, others will say that the UP student is the model of today's youth: they want everything easier, faster, now. The walkable paths appeal to them because they get to their destination faster, and presumably, with less effort. Now that is only partly true, and totally unfair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;These trails weren't always walkable. No doubt they started as patches of grass, perhaps overgrown. Those who first walked them must have soiled their shoes, stubbed their toes, or had insects biting their legs, all in the immovable belief that the nearest distance between two points is a straight line. They might even have seen snakes cross their paths. But the soiled footwear, sore toes, and itchy legs started to conquer the grass. Other people, seeing the yet faint trail, followed. And as more and more walked the path, the grass gave in and stopped growing altogether, making the path more and more visible, more and more walkable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The persistence of the paths pays tribute to those UP students who walked them first – the pioneers of the unbeaten tracks: the defiant and curious few who refuse the familiar and comfortable; the out-of-the-box thinkers who solve problems instead of fretting about them; the brave who dare do things differently, and open new opportunities to those who follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They say how one behaved in the past would determine how he behaves in the future. And as we leave the University, temporarily or for good, let us call on the pioneering, defiant, and brave spirit that built the paths to guide us in this next phase of our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We have been warned time and again. Our new world that they call "adulthood" is one that's full of compromises, where success is determined more by the ability to belong than by the ability to think, where it is much easier to do as everyone else does. Daily we are bombarded with so much news of despair about the state of our nation, and the apparent, perverse sense of satisfaction our politicians get from vilifying our state of affairs. It is fashionable to migrate to other countries to work in deceptively high-paying jobs like nursing and teaching, forgetting that even at their favored work destinations, nurses and teachers are some of the lowest paid professionals. The lure of high and immediate monetary benefits in some low-end outsourcing jobs has drawn even some of the brightest UP students away from both industry and university teaching to which they would have been better suited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Like the sidewalks and pavement, these paths are the easiest to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But, like the sidewalks and pavement, these paths take longer to traverse, just as individual successes do not always make for national progress. The unceasing critic could get elected, but not get the job done. The immigrant could get his visa, but disappear from our brainpower pool. The highly paid employee would be underutilized for his skills, and pine to get the job he truly wants, but is now out of his reach. And the country, and we, are poorer because of these. Today, the nation needs brave, defiant pioneers to reverse our nation's slide to despair. Today, we must call upon the spirit that beat the tracks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today, we must present an alternative way of doing things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do NOT just take courage, for courage is not enough. Instead, be BRAVE! It will take bravery to go against popular wisdom, against the clichéd expectations of family and friends. It will take bravery to gamble your future by staying in the country and try to make a prosperous life here. It might help if for a start, we try to see why our Korean friends are flocking to our country. Why, as many of us line up for immigrant visas in various embassies, they get themselves naturalized and settle here. Do they know something we don't? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do NOT just be strong in your convictions, for strength is not enough. Instead, DEFY the pressure to lead a comfortable, but middling life. Let us lead this country from the despair of mediocrity. Let us not seek to do well, but strive to EXCEL in everything that we do. This, so others will see us as a nation of brains of the highest quality, not just of brawn that could be had for cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Take NOT the road less traveled. Rather, MAKE new roads, BLAZE new trails, FIND new routes to your dreams. Unlike the track-beaters in campus who see where they're going, we may not know how far we can go. But if we are brave, defiant searchers of excellence, we will go far. Explore possibilities, that others may get a similar chance. I have tried it myself. And I'm speaking to you now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But talk is cheap, they say. And so I put my money where my mouth is. Today, I place myself in the service of the University, if it will have me. I would like to teach, to share knowledge, and perhaps to be an example to new UP students in thinking and striving beyond the limits of the possible. This may only be a small disturbance in the grass. But I hope you'll come with me, and trample a new path. Good evening, everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig..... :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-6705761206780822833?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/6705761206780822833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=6705761206780822833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/6705761206780822833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/6705761206780822833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2007/05/30-days-until-june-1-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-1301018348788630701</id><published>2007-04-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:19:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed writing here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-1301018348788630701?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/1301018348788630701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=1301018348788630701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/1301018348788630701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/1301018348788630701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-missed-writing-here-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-115562519468655562</id><published>2006-08-15T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T14:59:54.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kwento..kwento..matagal na ring walang kwento mula sa akin..sa tagal ng walang kwento,nyayon ako'y puno ng kwento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayo nung ako'y simulang mag-apply ng trabaho. Nagdesidido kasi ako na magbakasyon muna bago tuluyan magkatrbaho.gusto ko magsawa muna ko magbakasyon. Nagpasa ng resume. Tinawagan para sa exam. Ininterview. pumasa. Interview ulit ng mas mataas. bumagsak..pumasa..naglakad sa ayala..sa ortigas..sinubukan ang quezon city..bumili ng manila bulletin para sa classified ads..nag-padala ng sulat..nag-login sa jobstreet..gumawa ng account sa jobsdb..sinubukan din ang inq7 at DOLE..nag-email ng resume...nagpadala ng cover letter..pati directory, pinatos din..at pagkatapos ng 3 buwan na paulit-ulit na proseso, bukas orientation ko na sa aking unang trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit hindi ako natanggap agad sa mga inapplyan ko?Maraming dahilan..May iba ang sabi,fresh grad pa lang.mas gusto nila may work experince.ok lang..pero naranasan ko na ang sabihin,ang gusto kasi nmn babae..minsan dahil sa gender,hindi ako natatanggap..yun iba,hindi ako qualified.at yun iba,tinanggihan ko..minsan ayaw ko yun company, o kaya position o kaya offer..to be exact, may 7 company akong tinanggihan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anong trabaho ko?isang recruitment clerk sa Prudential life plan. Mataas ba sweldo?hindi masyado..Benefits?Maraming benefits. higit pa sa sinasabi ng labor code!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ko tanggapin yun position sa prudential, affiliated na ako sa isang manufacturing company. naka-isang linggo na ako.Maganda yun company..mataas ang sweldo..gusto ko yun position..pero malayo sa bahay.6 days ang pasok..sa isang linggong iyon,nasa planta ako..pero mas pinili ko yun sa prudential..Bakit?Naisip ko, hindi kaya tapatan ng laki ng sweldo ang pagod ng katawan. Sa prudential, 5 days lang ang pasok..mas malapit sa bahay..iba pa rin kung hawak mo ang sabado at linngo mo!pero sa isang linggo ko sa planta,marami akong natutunan..bukod sa natutunan ko kung paano ginagawa ang washing machine at likod ng tv, natutunan ko ang tamang pakikitungo sa tao.apprentice,contractual worker, OJT, regular, management.lahat yan nakasalamuha ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko, nalungkot ako nung hindi ako natanngap sa isang company na gusto ko. dati ok lang kung hindi ako mag-qualify..pero yun recent na nangyari sakin,nalungkot ako.final interview na.3 kami.schedule ko,3 pm.dumating ako,2pm.late yun magiinterview.ang lumabas,5:20pm ako nainterview.yun una,ininterview ng 3:30.ang pangalwa,4:20..ako,20 minutes lang ininterview kasi may meeting na daw cia.malungkot kasi parang hindi man lang ako hinayaan "lumaban". Inisip ko bakit kaya hindi ako pumasa?tulad ng alam natin, may dahilan ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto ang dahilan. yun nag-initial interview sa akin sa company na iyon ay tumawag.may inoffer na part-time,yun kaibigan daw niya.ni-recommend daw niya ako.at kung gusto ko daw,itxt ko na lang yn kaibigan niya.Nagkausap kmi nung kaibigan niya.Nag-agree ako. Instant, kung familiar kayo sa cerealicious sa UST, boss ko ang may ari nun. Business niya yun pati yun cereal craze.Pero siya ay isang isang free lance marketing. MAy isang company nba hiningi ang kanyang expertise. Ngayon, ako na ay isang local store marketing assistant. at ang company na aaralin namin ay coffee experience.2 months lang yun trabaho pero ok yun sweldo..hindi biro yun trbaho pero ok lang.may 13 stores sila sa manila at lahat kailangan bisitahin..Ito pala yun dahilan bakit hindi ako natanngap sa company na gusto ko.may mas maganda palang oppurtunity!Kailangan ko tumabay sa Coffee ex, bumili ng kape..magobserba..aralin..gumawa ng report..ok na..yun pamasahe at pang-inom ng kape,sagot ng boss ko.iba pa yun sweldo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa taong yun,yun nag-initial interview sa akin.actually, natouched ako kasi nalamn ko highly recommended daw ako nung nag-interview na yun sa position na inapplyan ko..(sabi nun boss ko).pero dahil hindi ako pumasa sa panlasa nun manager,nirecommend na lang niya ako sa kaibigan niya!Ang galing kasi kahit applicant ako,naniwala siya sa kakayahan ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas na ang orientation ko sa pridential. 5 days ang trabaho ko, monday to friday..at pag sabado at linggo, dun naman ako sa part-time work ko..every weekend lang siya..hindi naman buong araw yun work ko..excited na ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa oppurtunities na ito, nagpapasalamat ako sa Diyos! Salamat din kay Dianne kasi andyan siya lagi tuwing magulo ang isip ko o kaya nahihirapan ako!Salamat my!Mahal na mahal kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Man's success should exceed one's grasp"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-115562519468655562?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/115562519468655562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=115562519468655562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115562519468655562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115562519468655562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/08/kwento.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-115190014165768952</id><published>2006-07-03T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T12:15:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Salamat at may Araw ng Pasig. Wala kaming pasok ngayon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sa mga hindi pa nakaka-alam, ang aking office ay nasa Ortigas, kaya ala pasok. At last, I will be able to share my job experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an Organizational Development (OD) Assistant in Century Canning Corporation. Hay, akala niyo joke ang trabaho ko. Hindeee. Hehe. Sa mga naging classmate ko nung college, we had an OD subject. Honestly, what we learned about OD does not even come close to what OD really is. Ngayon ko lang napatunayan na ang pagiging HR ay napaka-noble na trabaho. I am so glad na hindi ako nag-settle sa mga unang opportunities na nag-open sa akin. Being an HR is a combination of many jobs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graphic Artist&lt;/strong&gt; – Dahil OD/Training Asst ako, naging trabaho ko ang paggawa ng posters to promote various seminars and lectures organized by HROD. Examples of which was a Hepa lecture, Holy Mass, Father’s Day party, Tiangge atbp. It was so fulfilling to see your posters posted in every department of the company. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Events coordinator&lt;/strong&gt; – We had to plan a birthday party for June celebrators and for the fathers. This includes the phone invitations, preparation of birthday cards and food.&lt;br /&gt;Interior decorator – ako rin po ang na-asssign na mag design ng conference room namin for the party. This includes streamers and other party decorations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Editor / wrtiter&lt;/strong&gt; – Ang OD group ng Century Canning ay assigned sa pagsulat ng Quarterly published newsletter ng Century Pacific Group. When I joined the group, the 1st issue for the year 2006 was still being drafted. It was released last week. Kahit bago pa lang ako, meron na akong sinulat na tatlong article doon. ASTIG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Layout artist&lt;/strong&gt; – Kasama sa pag-edit ng newsletter ang pag-lay-out nito. Trabaho din ng OD group ito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lector/Commentator sa Holy Mass&lt;/strong&gt; – I was assigned to be the lector 15 minutes before the Mass! Thank God I was able to handle it well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang pinaka-malupit na trabaho ko ay &lt;strong&gt;PAGGAWA NG TRAINING DESIGN MATRIX, PAG-DEVELOP NG TRAINING CURICULUM, AT PAG-DEVELOP NG TRAINING PRESENTATION&lt;/strong&gt; – Ito ay ang major na trabaho ko, natapos ko ito less than two weeks. Pag-present ko sa supervisor ko, I was so relieved when I heard na 10% na lang ang kulang pwede na i-run yung training that I developed. Ito ay para sa mga supervisors na Century Pacific Group. The training I develop was for 3 days which includes Structured Learning Exercises and Lectures which I researched from different sources. Hay. Ang saya, kasi gusto ko talaga maging trainer. Alam ko na napaka-gandang training groud ito. Sabi nga ng HR manager naming, lahat ng trainer nagsisimula dito. I have to do the legwork for my supervisor. I have to do the research. Excited nko Makita na i-conduct yung training na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so tired but happy at the same time. Akala niyo ang HR ay taga-interview lang at taga-ayos ng payroll? We are more than that. As for me, I am so glad that I am in the field that I LOVE. Maisip ko lang na yung article na sinulat ko sa Centurion (our Newsletter) ay makakarating sa iba’t-ibang lugar sa Pilipinas ay napaka-saya na. More importantly, I am helping to develop the employees through our OD projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for the blessings. Thank you giving me the opportunity to help and develop people. Bonus na lang po yung ibang bagay that serves as my compensation in doing the job that I love. For everything that you have given me, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-115190014165768952?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/115190014165768952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=115190014165768952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115190014165768952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115190014165768952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/07/salamat-at-may-araw-ng-pasig.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-115012948412587065</id><published>2006-06-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:24:44.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I wanna write a poem&lt;br /&gt;For you I wanna sing a song&lt;br /&gt;For you I wanna dedicate this song&lt;br /&gt;Dianne, I like you to know&lt;br /&gt;I do love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I will right all my wrong&lt;br /&gt;For you I will break my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Fo you I will be a better man&lt;br /&gt;Dianne, I like you to know&lt;br /&gt;I do love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a beatiful girl and I like you to know it&lt;br /&gt;You're a beatiful girl and I like you to know it&lt;br /&gt;You're a beatiful girl and I like you to know it&lt;br /&gt;You're a beatiful girl and I like you to know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are enough for me&lt;br /&gt;No one else would ever be&lt;br /&gt;Dianne, I like you to know&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* the song that I have made more Dianne! I love you mimi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-115012948412587065?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/115012948412587065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=115012948412587065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115012948412587065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/115012948412587065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-you-for-you-i-wanna-write-poem-for.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114973997437232823</id><published>2006-06-08T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:38:43.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joys from last week ( Belated Happy Anniversary)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I suppose to make this entry last week but my computer is encountering troubles thus I cannot make an entry. Thank God that right now my pc is working properly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Dianne and I celebrated our 1st anniversary. I planned things before hand. I prepared something for her 3 weeks before. Then a week before our Anniversary, the things that will happen on June 1 were finalized already (on my mind). Dianne has no idea what will happen on our anniversay. I just told her that I have planned something and I hope something will not interrupt my plans. I kept praying to God. I told Him to allow my plans for our anniversary to be granted. I told Him "sana Lord, this time makapag-celebrate kami ni Dianne." I have a fear that something might come up on the day of our Anniversary. I remember I told Dianne, "siguro kung di matutuloy yun plano ko sa June 1, iiyak ako". Well, I was serious with that. Of couse, I planned before hand snd I will be frustrated if ever we have to do something on June 1. I also told God, " Sana walang schedule ng interview o exam sa June 1 Lord. Pls. Lord, Bigay nio sa amin un June 1. Tapos kahit yun mga susunod na araw, magexam at magschedule na ang mga company".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 31, Dianne was hired by Century Canning Corporation. She went to our house to tell me the good news. She also told me that she has to do the requirements needed. To narrate some, she has to have her medical, get sss number and have her picture taken. She has two days to do that. June 1 and June 2. We planned how will she do all the requirements and at the same time celebrate our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember May 31 last year, I was praying to God. We have a plan last year to meet on June 1. I told God, " Lord, allow us to enjoy when we meet tomorrow. Sana po enjoy lang namin yun buong araw at maging isa iyon sa mga unforgettable day". I found myself on the same situation. I told God the same words I told Him last year. I added, "kaya na po bahala bukas". God heard my prayers last year. He made June 1 an unforgettable day!This year, He did it again. He heard me! We were not able to celebrate some of our monthsaries for some reasons and things we did not wish to happen. But God gave us our 12 months, 52 weeks, our 1st Anniversary! Allow me now to narrate what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dianne went early to the clinic where she will have her medical check-up. I woke up early to go to Dimasalang. I bought a bouquet of flowers. This is the first time I gave her a bouquet of flowers. After that, I went home and started to prepare our favorite foods. I made a carbonara and pizza. While I was making these foods, I praying to God and hoping that these foods will taste good.( bcoz the first time I made a carbonara, it was a disaster. The second time, it is better, I think). This is only the third time that I will make a carbonara. Dianne finished early the things she needs to do. I was done preparing. I txted her that she can come to our house already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating, I played the music which were significant to us. To narrate some, they were "tulog na, stickwityou,cater to you, love will show you everything, she's the one, I'd rather, Thank God I found you, This I promise you, No one else comes close, Love moves and Finally found someone. She gave me a cake in a form of a starfish. (starfish is signifcant for both of us). She also gave me turtle (not an alive turtle). She designed and painted the turtle. Then, I gave her the flowers and my gift, scrapbook. The scrapbook is unique. It because starting from the cover until the last page, everything were significant. You may ask Dianne about it.=) by the way, the carbonara tasted well. As well as the pizza!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a while to SSS to get her number. After that, we went to Market Market. Last year, June 1, 2005, we were there. It is where it all started. Then, we went to greenbelt chapel to attend the mass. Of course, we should not forget God because He was the reason behind everything. He was the reason of our joy, love, and commitment.This is the time when we ought to give the glory back to Him. I have lots to say but they all boils down into one sentence, "God, Thank you!" Simple words but a powerful one. Simple words but have lots of meaning behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was evening already but the day is not over yet for both of us. We still went to timezone and play. And the finale, Dance Revo! hehehe..Dianne and I played at the Dance Revo.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great Day! Both of us enjoyed! Both of us were happy. God allowed us to celebrate this day. It ws because we have a lot to celebrate. 1st) Dianne has a job already 2nd) It was our 1st anniversary and 3rd) It was because God is good. always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIANNE, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God, I do have one wish! That is...allow me to spend the rest of my life, the rest of the years with Dianne, the person whom I love so much! As years pass by, allow our love and commitment to be stronger. Allow us to hold hands and center our relationship unto You!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, please always protect Dianne in everything she do and wherever she is!I love her so much Lord. Wag ninyo po siyang pababayaan!Thank you!Thank you for everything!Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114973997437232823?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114973997437232823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114973997437232823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114973997437232823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114973997437232823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/06/joys-from-last-week-belated-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114922284280709031</id><published>2006-06-02T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T12:34:02.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pre-employment blues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (Dianne) will start working on Monday. I intentionally took a blog leave as a form of penitence until I get a job. Well i think it is about time i share the story of my job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started job hunting in the last days of April. Zek and I agreed to take a well-deserved vacation first. Father Ching from the Campus Ministry in UST advised us not to rush working. We agreed with him. I applied online and left a couple of resume's in the variuos companies. We were idealistic, optimistic and focused on our carreer vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I wanted to work in a Manufacturing Industry. The reason is quite simple, I want to be able to witness how certain products are made. Simple, &lt;em&gt;mababaw, ewan. Weird nga ata yung gusto kung yun. Para akong lalake. &lt;/em&gt;I think it is because in that kind of industry, someone has the chance meeting a diversity of people: from the blue-collar workers in factories to the top management. This was mentioned to me by the one who interviewed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was not picky. I also applied to other industries as well. I ended up being interviwed 11 times in different companies. I was interviewed by 2 HR Managers, 1 HR supervisor, 1 Vice-President for Admin, and the rest were from Recruitment teams. I took 5  Exams as well. It was exhausting....BUT MOST OF ALL, I BELIEVE THAT JOB HUNTING IS MORE OF A "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUMBLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes even the most proud people squirm with anxiety. It makes us a slave for phone calls. It makes us wait for long hours without complaining. It makes us walk long distances in order to save money. It makes us read the classified ads religiously.  &lt;em&gt;Minsan, kahit gaano ka kagaling sa tingin mo, mawawala rin ang YABANG mo. Nagiging pantay ang karamihan ng tao. Lumalabas ang mga kahinaan. Pero, lumalabas din ang TAPANG. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have always wanted to pursue a carreer in Training and Development. It is because I believe that Training is the Heart of Human Resource Management. I wouldn't want to deviate from what i have trained and exposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be an ORGANIZATIONAL DEVELOPMENT (OD) ASSISTANT IN CENTURY CANNING CORPORATION.  it's kinda funny because the day after i learned I was hired, Ma'm Vida texted me about a job opportunity in GMA-7. Ma'm Vida is our professor in OD in UST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed that i got my dream first job. It would be a good start for me to pursue my carreer plan. I have to thank the Lord for that. Now that i will work in an industry that i want, i am more motivated to work. Most importantly, i am in the field of work that i LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114922284280709031?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114922284280709031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114922284280709031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114922284280709031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114922284280709031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/06/pre-employment-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114644757994386432</id><published>2006-05-01T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:47:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always make an attempt to post an entry here. but I always have second thoughts. Baka kz magulo ko yun blog..hehe..joke!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything else, let me start this entry by greeting you, "HAPPY MONTHSARY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is our 11 months today. This is a great oppurtunity to express my thoughts and feelings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been on my side everytime I have burdens or victories. You carry the burdens which I carry. You share smile everytime I smile. I remember you told me that it is not easy to be a boyfriend of Dianne. I think I can say that it is not also easy to have Zek as a boyfriend. He has burdens. He is sometimes hard to understand. Minsan natakot ako. Naisip ko kz na baka mapagod ka na mahalin ako. But you did not. You continued to love me even sometimes I think mahirap ako mahalin. You always wear that smile and carry that hug which remind me, "hey zech..Get up!Life is beautiful! There are more reasons to smile than to be sad". Now, I would affirmed the title of this blog; "Because you make my life colorful". You always give color to my life everytime I will run out of color!Your mere presence is enough to make me ok. No more words needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have done a lot things for me. You extend your patience. You understand even it is hard. You forgive even it is not easy. And You love inspite of Zekkey's imperfections!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I thank God everytime I think of you!&lt;/em&gt;" I believe you are familiar with this line. You make smile. You make me happy. You make me strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dianne, Let me say this from the bottom of my heart...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the understanding, for the patience, for the smile, for the forgiveness and for the love..Thank you so much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much! Happy monthsary!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114644757994386432?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114644757994386432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114644757994386432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114644757994386432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114644757994386432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-always-make-attempt-to-post-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114623475540488388</id><published>2006-04-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:32:35.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zech and I will attend the victory party/election of the incoming officers of the junior Philippine society for Training and Development tom. It will be held in a resort in Laguna. Earlier i managed to say "hay, mapapalitan na rin ako". I remember saying this before the elections of the Behavioral Science Society. Starting tom, I would officially lose the positions I held for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I have mixed feelings right at this moment. Sure, I had lots of good memories to remember being an officer of these two organizations. It was during this time that I learned what is the essence of true leadership. Still, i couldn't help but give a sig of relief. Before the start of my last school year, I attended two three-day leadership trainings. One was sponsored by UST and one was sponsored by Meralco foundation. I now realize that the things I learned in this trainings does not even come close to what I have learned through my first-hand experiences. Truly, the long hours of work, tears, stress and heartaches are all worth the learnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    People might think that being an officer is all glamorous. Most of the time, belive me, it is not. I do believe that behind a leader is a box full of experiences, most of them, hurtful. Patience is indeed a virtue; and I can say that I learned this the HARD way. During this times, I wished that I could trade places with anyone. I wanted to say " Subukan niyo kayang maging ako? Try lang, Kahit isang araw. Tignan natin kung makakatagal ka." But I never did this. I always tell Zek "Ang hirap maging girlfriend si Dianne Fernandez noh?" And He wqould just shake his head, meaning to say no. He understands. He loves me. I know it was hard, even though he won't admit it. It is not easy to process papers for me or with me. It is not easy to wait for me while I have meetings; whether in UST or in the PSTD office. It is not easy to let a good movie pass by because we had to study or process papers. It is not easy to forget the fact that it is your birthday and you didn't even see your love. It is not easy to help plan the project of your grlfriend. It is not easy to carry myu bag. It is not easy to understand my sked. It is not easy to forget having a date in your monthsary because we had to od something. these things and more came with being a boyfriend of Dianne. These things, he endured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One of most common questions during a job interview is: " How would you describe yourself". Now, I can confidently answer that: "I am, more than anything else, A LEADER. Not just an officer. A GOOD LEADER." Maybe the interviewer would follow up with a behavioral question" Is there an incident in the past which would prove that you're a GOOD LEADER?" "Ma'm they're too many incidents too mention but let me begin with......." (hehe...ang yabang mo dianne)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114623475540488388?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114623475540488388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114623475540488388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114623475540488388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114623475540488388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/04/zech-and-i-will-attend-victory.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114543565833222840</id><published>2006-04-19T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:34:18.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, it is the start of a new life after school, after UST, after graduation. We are leaving behind our old blog but we will not delete it. It would always be there. It contains precious things. MEMORIES. If you are interested in visiting it, just click the link below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iloveyoudianne.blogdrive.com"&gt;http://iloveyoudianne.blogdrive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In case you were wondering why the address seemed to be one-sided, it is because zek started that blog while he was still courting me. He made that blog as a surprise for me. The first entry was an enumeration of the 101 reasons why he loves me. and, the rest is history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We will begin this new blog with a blast of pictures. Zek and I had our "well-deserved" vacation in Laoag, Ilocos Norte last week. Despite the butt-aching 12-hour trip (with a couple of stop-overs to eat), the trip was a BLAST. I have been to Laoag and Pagudpud many times. However, being with Zek this time made the trip extra special.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte. 2 hour drive from Laoag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm..........*Contemplating*...... When will we get a job?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before hitting the beach............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While swimming...............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mushy seaweed art by the shore..............&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e254/june12005/Sumer2006041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On our way home. a bridge somewhere in Ilocos Sur. Pardon my hair its windy there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zek was able to meet my family there in Laoag. Of course they liked him (who wouldn't?). I can't wait to go back! the trip certainly quench my thirst for vacation that Zek and i have oth been longing for while we still have our class. With the vacation over...time to look for job (totally)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114543565833222840?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114543565833222840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114543565833222840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114543565833222840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114543565833222840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-it-is-start-of-new-life-after.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114510815953660739</id><published>2006-04-15T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T21:35:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been more than one month. Still i cannot find a decent templete for our new blog. Well, i think this is nice enough. Not too girly but not too masculine either. I think i must settle with this one first then work it out later. I am really sorry for the delay Zekkey. Time to insert a tagboard. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114510815953660739?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114510815953660739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114510815953660739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114510815953660739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114510815953660739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-has-been-more-than-one-month.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22609793.post-114053389028487494</id><published>2006-02-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T22:58:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3877/2302/1600/IMG_1031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3877/2302/320/IMG_1031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22609793-114053389028487494?l=zekedee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/feeds/114053389028487494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22609793&amp;postID=114053389028487494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114053389028487494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22609793/posts/default/114053389028487494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zekedee.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iloveyousomuch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025461621533498817</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
