<?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-7752410120829463363</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:41:04.699-08:00</updated><category term='bohol'/><category term='school'/><title type='text'>inkcode</title><subtitle type='html'>Life's stories and lessons in virtual INK...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752410120829463363.post-1885130699670196999</id><published>2011-04-07T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:38:33.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;This ain’t a love story, but this can affect your love story. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;Try reading on and find out how your relationships are fairing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;Everyone dreams of falling in love, but love is such an abused word nowadays.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Usually, men mistake lust for love, while women confuse it with romance or infatuation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So how do you determine love's true form?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;The criteria is quiet easy actually;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;The discerning is the hard part;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;And the hardest is deciding whether the love is genuine or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;I have learned in from theory and experience that love has to be composed equally of three main ingredients, namely:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Intimacy, Romance and Spiritual compatibility.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;Lets break those ingredients down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;INTIMACY- now this word does not just mean you two are physically close.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Intimacy means both of you share your thoughts,dreams and secrets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This means both of you are actually friends that share each others' ups and downs, and that both of you know you've got each other's back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is usually what remains when the excitement of new love fades away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;next...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;ROMANCE-&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;now this is probably what you do best.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But take note, especially you guys, that the better way to romance a girl is not by making love to her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Romance is not sex.. it is showing that you actually care.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Example, a better way to romance your wife is to hug her tight and kiss her when you husbands come home from work, or leave home for work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Added points if, when you come home for work, you share what happened in the office so she will always be reminded that she is part of your life.. For girlfriends, and boyfriends.. sharing a good conversation and a good hug is romance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course, we're not cutting away the basics of chocolates and flowers here.. But, I think you get the picture.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Romance is being thoughtful, not horny.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;and of course.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;SPIRITUAL COMPATIBILITY - if both of you have the same religion, then its an advantage, but if both of you do not, and still you think your relationship is working, then go on with it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This criteria does not have to just mean religion or beliefs, it has something more to do with the values and virtues that you follow in life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Both of you have to have a similar(but not necessarily the same) outlook in life to keep things (especially fights) at a "normal" level.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="FIL-PH"&gt;So, are you thinking deep?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you want a lasting relationship.. then think it over and don't waste your time and energy over someone not worth holding on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If, you think you and your love have all three and more, then you now have more courage and conviction to make the relationship grow because you have thought long and hard and not just get carried away by mere fleeting "feelings".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-1885130699670196999?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/1885130699670196999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-triangle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/1885130699670196999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/1885130699670196999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-triangle.html' title='The Love Triangle'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-1178523312646660454</id><published>2010-06-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:39:37.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Father's Day ever!</title><content type='html'>Today is Father's Day, and the first thing that I want to tell the world is that I love my father very much.&amp;nbsp; We live quite far from each other that is why I'm just so happy and thankful that he and mom came to Tagbilaran this weekend.&amp;nbsp; At last, we could spend some well-deserved quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated my family today to yummy chicken and a small ube flavored cake, my father's favorite flavor.&amp;nbsp; It was small because it was only what I could afford (for now). Haha.. But hopefully, its gonna get bigger the next time.&lt;br /&gt;My dad ate quietly, and there were no exchange of mushy words, except for the casual "happy father's day" greeting,&amp;nbsp; but I could see in his eyes that I made him happy, and it felt really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all the fathers out there, who do everything they can for their family, today is your day, and I hope you will enjoy this day as much as my father and I did. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-1178523312646660454?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/1178523312646660454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-fathers-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/1178523312646660454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/1178523312646660454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-fathers-day-ever.html' title='Best Father&apos;s Day ever!'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-6167612820722387915</id><published>2010-06-19T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:45:32.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Wish that came true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hmmm.. I know, you probably think its about a guy.. Hmmm... Nope, it isn't.&amp;nbsp; This post is about a spur of the moment wish in law school that came true this semester.&amp;nbsp; But the catch is, my&amp;nbsp; classmates and I still don't know whether to celebrate or to weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last year, we had a rather relaxed academic curriculum in the law school that I'm at, so naturally, the students, especially us, the first years were also relaxed... hmm.. no, wait, I think the correct term for us was "lousy".. haha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So during breaks, when we would realize our rampant "lousiness", and think of our friends in prestigious law schools outside our province, we would go like,&lt;i&gt; "hala noh, di jud ta ka pasar ug Bar exam ani kay lax ra ta kaayo..." &lt;/i&gt;and then someone would answer, &lt;i&gt;"alangan kay lax raman sad kaayo mga professors nato, sige man gani ug absent nang uban... "... &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And so our conversations continued regarding our situation, until we all agreed on one wish, and that was &lt;i&gt;"lami unta pod ug ma strikto pod gamay sila sir noh? Kanang kung pabasahon ta, mag recite jud inig abot nato sa classroom bah, dili kay sila ra kanunay discuss..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---cut ... cut... vacation... vacation...&amp;nbsp; Action!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then school opened again, First Semester, Second Year Law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;BIG Announcement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;I was absent on the first day of school, so I didn't get the news right away, so when I came to school the next day, my classmate asked me whether I read some number of articles in one of our subjects which made me think like "are you kiddin' me?..&amp;nbsp; Ten articles assigned on the first day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then he answered, &lt;i&gt;"Yep! And there's gonna be more... They changed the curriculum.. Just as we wished for last semester..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then our class started to decrease in number.&amp;nbsp; Especially us girls, we were once the majority, now, there are only 5 of us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My classmates and I know that we &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be happy, because even if we get feverish due to the stares of our professors, we get the education that we need plus our money's worth. But then again, its true what they say... Be careful what you wish for, it might just damn come true.. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-6167612820722387915?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/6167612820722387915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/wish-that-came-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6167612820722387915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6167612820722387915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/wish-that-came-true.html' title='the Wish that came true'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-2304833162823889237</id><published>2010-06-19T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:03:23.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A good title is just so hard to catch sometimes.&amp;nbsp; That's why in this post, I've decided to fill the paragraphs first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But to hell with titles.. This post ain't about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Life can just sometimes be so unfair.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to expand further, most of you have probably experienced this already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The downside to mine is, I have no one to tell the details, no one to spurt out everything.&amp;nbsp; That's why I pull it all out on some people.&amp;nbsp; Just.. random people, and then I do some kindness afterwards to make up for my weird acts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, you might ask, why don't I share my aches/pains? (ewww... those words sound so cheesy...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;well, here's why,&amp;nbsp; the main reason is, I really don't like talking about myself personally, although I am already doin that.. (haah.. the ironies)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Second, if I tell it to my parents, they might turn emotional and I dont wanna add to their prolems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Third, I don't know if I really have a permanent best friend, not that I don't have true friends, I just don't feel like burdening them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fourth, if I tell it to my boyfriend, he'd probably say, "Why do you take life so seriously?" --Well, I don't know..! maybe because I'm still doin everything I can so that the goody goody side of life will also take me seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My relatives? lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;or maybe despite my rather "extrovert" facade, lies an introvert me..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So that's about it.. Now I feel better.. Hmm.. Why is that.?&amp;nbsp; Thanks blog! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-2304833162823889237?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/2304833162823889237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheesy-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/2304833162823889237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/2304833162823889237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheesy-post.html' title='Cheesy post'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-5061725116858570905</id><published>2010-06-03T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:06:20.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Epol's birthday</title><content type='html'>Long time no blog again for me.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here it goes... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Whew! It was quite a long day.. :) Its my nephew's birthday tomorrow and the family has just been doin a lot of preparations the whole day.&amp;nbsp; Occassions like these sort of fire up our creative side.&amp;nbsp; Maybe we should open up an events coordinating thingy.. But then, it would be adding up to the already long list of things to do everyday.&amp;nbsp; And with school days fast approaching, tons of books to read, it would be almost impossible to do a lot of things.&amp;nbsp; Unless of course, as memerdz would say, "I'd be using the kaginbushing technique".. I don't know how on earth its spelled, but it sounded like that.&amp;nbsp; I think its from a cartoon called Naruto wherein such powers would make us multiply ourselves so we can do a lot more stuff without feelin dizzy.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go.. sooo sleepy right now.&amp;nbsp; Got to energize for my nephew's Big Day tomorrow.. :) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-5061725116858570905?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/5061725116858570905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/epols-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5061725116858570905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5061725116858570905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2010/06/epols-birthday.html' title='Epol&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-6913765044403803322</id><published>2009-05-15T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:00:30.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog!</title><content type='html'>Hey there, its been a while since I blogged... In fact, its been a while since I wrote anything.  I'll say its because of mood swings.. hmm.. nah.. maybe its just because i don't feel like writing yet.. Until tonight, when I finally decide to do so! any way, enough of that none sense.&lt;br /&gt;I recently turned 21.. cut my long hair, and! enrolled in law school... Yep.. I just simultaneously graduated from 4 years of school work and enrolled for another four years of torture.. Its a good thing I have with me 2 of my good friends in undergrad school, and the support of my family.. I hope I won't let them down, (having no plans of doing that is at least a start... ).  I didn't actually like the thought of entering law school for the past 5 years of my life, although it was an on and off thing, I had thoughts like, "why would I submit myself to four years of hell?" and after having found out that four of my relatives gave a try at that, and they, well.. you know.. And I went "So that's why they want me to go to law school!!" I felt like I was given the task to continue their dreams. And then I said to myself, "what about my own dreams?" And so, that was the reason that kept my mind off the idea.&lt;br /&gt;     Fast forward to my college years, I excelled in my political science subjects and in student leadership, onward to graduation and to the moment when I had to finally decide.  It is strange what time and age can do to your thinking.  I mean, I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; old, but law school seemed less intimidating now, than four years ago when I was a college freshman.  My Lolatol was right, I remember her saying (while she was cutting some patterns of cloth) "Maybe soon you will realize that it is not that hard.. your just intimidated now because you're young, but when you get older,  it won't be too scary".  And, it felt like the bachelors degree wasn't enough yet.  It was during these times too, that I learned the situations of my relatives before when they studied law, and realized how hard it was, which may have contributed to the result of their exams.  I don't know what else happened, but that was enough to make me want to try and make them happy and proud.  My parents approve of it too, and, I know my aunt tita will be very happy.&lt;br /&gt;    And so, I enrolled.  And when the secretary of the COL's Deans Office said, "you have been successfully enrolled", whoa.. butterflies in my stomach? and some shivers down my spine! Yep, I myself was surprised by the happiness that I actually felt. &lt;br /&gt;    Classes start June 8, and I hope I won't be all talk and no work.  While the possibility of dropping out all subjects when all hell breaks lose comes to mind, trying something and failing, is better than not trying at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-6913765044403803322?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/6913765044403803322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-time-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6913765044403803322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6913765044403803322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long time no blog!'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752410120829463363.post-3837834204763443928</id><published>2009-03-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:19:15.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I'm graduating! :-)</title><content type='html'>Yup... I'm finally graduating this Sunday morning.. The big event I've been waiting for four years is finally coming... Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God too for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my family.. Mama, papa, momy tita, my aunt and cousins here in Tagbilaran..&lt;/span&gt; who supported me and my friends,&lt;br /&gt;AM2x..MYN2x..COACH..CINDY..RACHEL..JOANE..JOANNE..JINGGOY..&lt;br /&gt;ANDREW.. MALYN..TONET.. COLEEN.. and many more!!!&lt;br /&gt;who made college fun and memorable... (awwww....) and my college professors, especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Ticong, Mommy Jay, Sir Pernia, Sir Dan2x..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course... hehe... to Mr.M. Jabines.. hehe.. 143..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up... Masters? or a Law degree.... hu! Hopefully... A job too of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-3837834204763443928?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/3837834204763443928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-graduating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3837834204763443928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3837834204763443928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-graduating.html' title='I&apos;m graduating! :-)'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-5920371791227809196</id><published>2009-03-02T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:19:51.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><title type='text'>Booming Bohol... :-)</title><content type='html'>Bohol has many industries in bloom, number one would be tourism of course, it already has lots of resorts and spas, and hotels, it even has 2 malls already plus other stores where you can have great buys..&lt;br /&gt;You see, if you think Bohol has no luxurious amenities, and that thought is keeping you from visiting us, then don't worry, we have places where you can comfortably stay... Feel free to  enjoy both the outdoors, and the indoors!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget, IT services here have also improved a lot! There are coffee shops and fast food chains were you can enjoy wireless internet so you can stay connected 24/7!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-5920371791227809196?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/5920371791227809196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/bohols-booming-industries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5920371791227809196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5920371791227809196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/bohols-booming-industries.html' title='Booming Bohol... :-)'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-3129556237003014285</id><published>2009-03-02T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:20:14.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bohol'/><title type='text'>Republic of Bohol...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know... I said I'd post something about conflict management.. But I haven't found the photocopy that our professor gave us, and I wanted to read it first so I could give you the right terms...&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, adding another article about my beautiful home, the Republic of Bohol!!! weeeeh!!! Its not really a republic thought, its just a teeny weeny island province located at the heart of Central Visayas Philippines.  Its one of the 7,107 islands composing the Philippine archipelago, and I'm proud to say that although it is small, it has put itself on the map of the world, because of the many wondrous tourist spots that it beholds.&lt;br /&gt;Our Bohol has beautiful white sand beaches, mysterious caves, a man made forest, (oh, we have lots and lots of natural forests too... hehe) historical landmarks, churches made during the Spanish occupation, hu!! coral reefs, mangroves, sanctuaries, a really really long river, and of course, the one the only, Chocolate hills... ha! plenty isn't it? Its like a one-stop tourist spot! And the people here are friendly too! Its only city, called Tagbilaran has been aptly called the City of Friendship... Come to our Bohol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-3129556237003014285?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/3129556237003014285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/republic-of-bohol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3129556237003014285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3129556237003014285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/03/republic-of-bohol.html' title='Republic of Bohol...'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-2045207854144271286</id><published>2009-02-26T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:43:22.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got conflict?</title><content type='html'>My college professor who was also a lawyer, told our class that lawyers get to practice their profession successfully because there are a lot of people who take themselves too seriously that even a simple argument over who's turn it is when playing cards.. Or when taking turns with the microphone in a videoke bar  could lead to a case in the Punong Barangay or in trial courts...  That's why our court dockets are so full... My classmates and I laughed... we didn't really believe what he said... But upon hearing over and over again the plenty of bad news on TV.. and people quarreling over stuff that shouldn't be fought over made me realize that there was some truth to what he said... People tend to create a conflict that they themselves are not willing to end because of their being self-righteous. "Why should I be the first to say something? Why should I compromise? I'm the victim here!!..." and bla bla bla... goes the list of alibis... Who ends up happy? the Lawyers. who ends up tired and irritated? The Judges. Who pays? Ha!! Who do you think?? So, are you in one of these situations now and don't know what to do?? Look for conflict management tips.. My next blog will feature some of these tips which I learned from my public administration class... and tested by some experiences in school.. Bye for now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-2045207854144271286?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/2045207854144271286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-conflict.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/2045207854144271286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/2045207854144271286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/got-conflict.html' title='Got conflict?'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752410120829463363.post-5930552746921451344</id><published>2009-02-26T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:44:34.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My lolatol...</title><content type='html'>We're in the same room but we're not talking to each other...&lt;br /&gt;she's makin her blog... and I'm makin mine too... Go utol!!&lt;br /&gt;..... Im hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-5930552746921451344?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/5930552746921451344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-lolatol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5930552746921451344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/5930552746921451344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-lolatol.html' title='My lolatol...'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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-7752410120829463363.post-3508397461151905624</id><published>2009-02-25T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:45:10.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Politics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is campus politics teaching students important stuff?&lt;br /&gt;some may say it is a waste of one's time, energy and money.. But if you get yourself into it and just know how to balance things, you'll find that it is also a worthwhile experience.  I have served my schools studentry for the past 6 years of my well... student life... and although I did experience some big bumps... I still am happy for the opportunity of experiencing how it is to work even without the benefits of a paycheck..&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the goodies you can learn in such extra curricular activity (although I myself don't admit to having perfected any of them.. haha... knowing them at least is a start..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn how to prioritize things in your life..&lt;/span&gt; (the Almighty always at the first of course) your academic performance, your family, your friends, your duties as an officer should be as much as possible given their rightful place in your "priority list" so you can be confident that you have made use of your time properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn how to Plan your work and to work your plan... &lt;/span&gt;Yes... this is simpler said than done.. according to our lesson in Public administration, planning lets you see what things are needed and the problems that may be encountered so you may avoid them or lets you think of solutions so you can save time and resources...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;avoid procrastination... &lt;/span&gt;The old "I'll do it later coz I got plenty of time still.." line is a red alert.  Especially if you don't regularly remind yourself perhaps through a list, of the things you have to do...&lt;br /&gt;You might lose track of time... working a project in the 11th hour might spur your creativity and intellect for a while, but it usually produces average if not mediocre outputs... plus! the line "I wish I did it ahead of time..." ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;respect the people around you..&lt;/span&gt;. Especially if you are the known "leader" or the head of a team... If you want them to treat you right, you must be the first to do that to them...&lt;br /&gt;Listen to their ideas, opinions and criticisms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to work professionally...&lt;/span&gt; DOn't let petty quarrels and arguments get in the way of achieving your team's goals... If you find it uncomfortable working with that someone, then settle the conflict first... If it can't be settled yet, just be civil and work objectively..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You realize that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can't please everyone&lt;/span&gt;, so if you hear something that is against you, consider it for a while, but don't be too emotionally bothered, especially if those comments come from people who have done nothing at all, or from people who are too narcissistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to stay grounded despite any success or achievement.. &lt;/span&gt;People will love and respect you for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to Think twice or thrice!!!.. before you decide on something..&lt;/span&gt;. It helps you prepare for any problems or consequences that may arise from such decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You learn to appreciate the works of others and you learn to ask help..&lt;/span&gt;. This is very important... where would you be without other's help? You can't do everything at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most important of all, you learn the value of friendship and cooperation.&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing is more rewarding than a good friend's pat on the back after doing all the unpaid work... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep... top 10 things I learned... I know a lot of people too who have learned these things through other extra curricular stuff.. So, don't be too bookish... explore your potentials, develop your leadership skills and be a competent individual..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-3508397461151905624?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/3508397461151905624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/campus-politics.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3508397461151905624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/3508397461151905624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/campus-politics.html' title='Campus Politics...'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752410120829463363.post-7142439657074814965</id><published>2009-02-23T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:11:55.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another night in the Auza.net office....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey there... welcome to INKcode! Yep... this is my 2nd night at the auza.net office as the creator of INKcode... (applause).. hmmm... what will I be talking about this time? I've decided to introduce to you my family  so that if they get included in any of my future blogs, you'll get the hang of what I'm talking about... Okay, so get ready.. I have a LOT to introduce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, is my father, we'll call him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt;... (what, you think I'd give you there full names?? No way...) hmmm... he is a great father, a wide reader.. Best thing I learned from him is to never stop dreaming and to always dream big.. Because its probably the only free thing in the world right now... Moving on, we have my mother, I call her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama.. &lt;/span&gt;Very patient, very understanding and is a very good housekeeper.  She takes excellent care for me and my dad. They both taught me some of the most important values in life.. Not the hard way, but it stuck in me for good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next will be my aunts and uncles.. First, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aunty caring&lt;/span&gt;, she's the 2nd eldest daughter of my grandparents and she's the sister of my mom.. I have lived with her and her family for almost 8 years now.. I also have another aunt, living in cebu. We'll call her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;momy tita&lt;/span&gt;. She pays for my education and other needs... I thank God for her even if we have arguments over my decisions in life... She tends to forget I'm no longer a child.. But I think she's beginning to understand already.&lt;br /&gt;Next up is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aunty Tol&lt;/span&gt;.. The Great Word maker... Best thing I learned from her? the beauty of... BEER... (shh... don't tell..) haha... and! some art techniques, photography (although I'm pretty much convinced it runs in our family... ha..! silly me..) she's the only one in the family that I converse in english... Don't know why... it just sort of comes along everytime we talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NExt! My closest cousins, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manoy jonas&lt;/span&gt;.. who is an architect  (told you we were good in art..) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manoy jerome&lt;/span&gt; who is an electronic engineer, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ate jo&lt;/span&gt;, a computer engineer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have my cute and smart! nephews and neice... the eldest is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epol&lt;/span&gt;,  He is ate jo's son.  Then there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jimmy&lt;/span&gt;, manoy jerome's son, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epay&lt;/span&gt;, epol's sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hu! told you they were many... I think that's it for now... I'll be introducing the others soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-7142439657074814965?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/7142439657074814965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-night-in-auzanet-office.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/7142439657074814965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/7142439657074814965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-night-in-auzanet-office.html' title='Another night in the Auza.net office....'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752410120829463363.post-6019924851275650366</id><published>2009-02-17T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:57:36.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birth of INKcode....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It all began one tuesday evening as I decided to finally begin my blogsite.. so off I went  to my cousin's office to start... I turned on the computer and....  what the f***!!! I forgot my email ad!!&lt;br /&gt;I tried and tried... until I finally blurted out my dilemma.... hahaha went my companions that night..: memerdz (although he too forgot what it was even if he helped me make that email...) utol (who was also posting a blog..) and yaya dee (epol's may - december affair... heheheheh) anyways, so I went on trying until I asked for the other term for typing.. memerdz said encode.. then.. my auntie tol, the great "word maker" thought of a brilliant idea...! and her idea was (drumroll please..) INKcode! yep... I blinked at first, but then, oh yeah! what a title! And so, I finished making my blogsite and chose this template. I showed it to my utol and voila! she was sooo jealous that she gave me the name! hahaha... it was better than scribbles (the name I previuosly thought of) and could even be mistaken for a brand!&lt;br /&gt;Ha!!! its good to lose things sometimes, so better ones could come and replace it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752410120829463363-6019924851275650366?l=inkcode.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/feeds/6019924851275650366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/birth-of-inkcode.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6019924851275650366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752410120829463363/posts/default/6019924851275650366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inkcode.blogspot.com/2009/02/birth-of-inkcode.html' title='birth of INKcode....'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06175019514348342001</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
