10 things on your "to do" list

"Ten On Tuesday" for the week...

1. To finish the monthly liquidation report today... grrrr!
2. Finish all pending tasks before tomorrow... grrrr grrrr!
3. Buy a new jeans... yehey!
4. Trim my fly away hair on April 9th, lolz!
5. Finish a book, am half-way through... yes!
6. To edit pictures urgently, according to Veniz! hmmfff!
7. Probably see a friend. (^_^)
8. Update blogs... hoho!
9. Watch a dvd... wish I could haaayy!
10. Take a nap. I will!

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cutie!

A friend is someone we turned to when our spirits need a lift.

A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship is a gift.

A friend is someone is someone who fills our lives with beauty, joy, and grace.

And makes the world we live in a better and happier place.

There is a miracle called friendship, that dwells in the heart. You do not know how it happens or when it gets it's start.

But you know the special lift it always brings. You realized that friendship is the world's most precious gift!

taggy tAGS!

Thank you for sharing and giving me all these awards and tags. Here's power hug and smooches for you...

~ate BENG

These blogs are exceedingly charming. This kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver these award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the blody of their award.




~ate GRACE

Here are the rules:1.


1. Put the logo on your blog or post.
2. Nominate at least 10 blogs which show great Attitude and/or Gratitude!
3. Be sure to link to your nominees within your post.
4. Let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog.
5. Share the love and link to this post and to the person from whom you received your award.



~ms. RIZZA

When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real.

Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.” Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on!

Okie, this is it...with all honesty (^_^)

~I do not like the color pink
~I have a skeleton bling-bling in my closet...LOL!
~I am a good c00k, winks!
~I do not like the beach
~I'm super scared of frogs
~I know sign language
~I love collecting uber huge earrings
~I eat fast! I can eat without chewing, LOL!
~am not good in showing my emotions
~i want to be single forever!!! :D

Now I have to tag 25 friendships all in all, hmmmm... alright let me just share it to everyone. Feel free to snag which ever you like uh!

that's all...THANK YOU!!!

mr. BeetLe

Small but terrible! The bombardier beetle, though less than an inch in length is noted for its unique defense mechanism. When threatened, the insect sprays boiling, foul-smelling liquid and steam from its posterior, warding off spiders, birds, and even frogs. The beetle is equipped with "a pair of glands which open at the tip of its abdomen." Each of these has a reservoir that stores an acidic compound and hydrogen peroxide as well as a reaction chamber filled with enzymes dissolved in water. To protect itself, the insect can squeeze the solution from the reservoirs into the reaction chambers to trigger a chemical reaction. The result? Noxious chemicals, water, and steam- at a temperature of about 212 degrees fahrenheit are sprayed onto an attacker.

Researchers have studied the bombardier beetle to learn how to develop more effective and ecologically-sound mist systems. Engineers hope to use spray technology based on the bombardier beetle in car engines and fire extinguishers, as well as in medical drug-delivery devices such as inhalers.

So friends, never underestimate these beautiful tiny creatures. Hmmm... by the way, are you thinking what I'm thinking? Humans have their own defense mechanism too, actually they have two. That's the KK power and the ut0t LOL! PEACE!!!

who's he?

I miss this blog. I miss looking for beautiful souls and sharing their tales here. Been busy with other things lately but I will try my best to keep this blog running. To start, let me share you something that happened a little while ago.

It was noon and still haven't eaten lunch yet. I felt like my headace is on its verge so I went outside to buy some paracetamol. As I opened the door I saw someone lying on the street. An old man who looks so tired and weak. My paranoia crawls in, thoughts are racing through my brain, and yes I was scared! So I went back inside and asked Rixa to buy the medicine instead. I told her that there's an old man lying outside, and knowing that she's kinda brave, I asked her to ask the man what's up and what's wrong. Upon returning, she told me that she can't understand a single word the poor man uttered, but it's so obvious that he's weak and empty handed.

So we gave the poor man some food to revive his energy, thinking he'll be leaving after eating. But after 3 hours, MAN!!! He's still there, even much closer. He's like sitting near our very door, geezzz... I'm starting to feel really scared! What's up with him? He's not a familiar face among the neighborhood. Nevertheless, who ever he is, I hope he's fine and well and yeah, I hope we won't see him tomorrow morning anymore. I'm sooo praning na! Hmmm...praning or O.A lang?! Hmmfff!

slavery's ugly past

Off the coast of the African country Senegal, near the city of Dakar, lies Ile de Goree. For 312 years, until 1848, this island served as a center for a flourishing trade in human souls. Archives show that between 1763 and 1775 alone, more than 103,000 slaves were traded from Goree through the French port of Nantes.

Today though, by visiting the Slave House Museum, visitors could only get a taste of slavery's ugly past. A tour guide named Joseph Ndiaye recounted some of the horrors experienced by the helpless victims. According to him, "their ancestors were deported, their families separated, their hides branded, like so much cattle. The mother might go to America, the father to Brazil, the children to the Antilles." "After being weighed," Ndiaye explained, "the men were appraised by their age and origin, with certain ethnic groups prized for their hardiness or as supposedly prolific breeders.The Yoruba, for example, were prized as stallions."

Underweight captives were fattened like geese before they were auctioned. Slave traders chose young women to use for their sexual pleasure each night. Rebellious slaves were hanged by the thorax instead of by the throat, to prolong their agony.

article from Awake!

If the hands of time turns back and bring us to a world where slavery exist, you'd see yourself on which side?

MM- Kanlungan

For today's Music Monday I love to post my favorite OPM song of all time. "Kanlungan" by Mr. Noel Cabangon. This song never fails to touch my heart. It reminds me of the good old days, familiar places & faces... and life-long memories. (nosebleed)

Thanks for this beautiful music!

...PINOY...eNj0Y!!!

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