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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=70xlKR"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=70xlKR" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/456978196" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/456978196/payday-my-favorite-day.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SSJ-TxuFtfI/AAAAAAAAAwo/B-IzNHtufL4/s72-c/free-ipod-touch.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fpayday-my-favorite-day.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/payday-my-favorite-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-4620908851855154516</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 07:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T00:55:11.506-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><title>Being Beautiful</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It wasn't busy at work today so my co-workers and I had time to talk to save ourselves from dying out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my co-worker was complaining how her skin is so dry and that she looks older as the days passes by because of stress. This started the never dying discussion of beauty products. We then shared our experience with certain beauty products and how they improved our skin and all.  One of my co-workers recommended &lt;a href="http://www.beautifulreview.com/meaningfulbeauty.html"&gt;Meaningful Beauty&lt;/a&gt; as a great age-defying cream. It felt like we were in a talk show or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is true that one must rely on the experiences and reviews of others with beauty products. Reviews are needed because with the numerous products out there in the market it would be impossible to start trying each and every product out there. It would be like starting your own research which will require time, money, and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately enough for us people who consider our appearance as important, there are websites such as beautifulreview.com that serves as our map in finding that miracle product that will turn our imperfect skin days into I-love-my-skin days. I'm going to share this website to my co-workers tomorrow and I know that they'll surely thank me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/6l84xc" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=Brt2OX"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=Brt2OX" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/452700084" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/452700084/being-beautiful.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fbeing-beautiful.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/being-beautiful.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-6750110718550556360</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2008 06:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T23:40:50.115-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stupid Brother</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Student Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>An Update...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm kind of imitated &lt;a href="http://pinaywahm.com/2008/11/update.html"&gt;someone's blog title&lt;/a&gt; right now but that doesn't matter right now. Well today I've been a very bad boy. I kind of woke up late so I called my manager that I needed to go to University today to beg and plead that my deadline for my documents and papers, which still needs to be sent from the Philippines, be extended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what I said was actually true, the bad thing is that I didn't go to University today but I just called up the Office of the Registrar. So I could have went to my job but I felt lazy and I wanted to stay home and clean the house. The good part of this all is that the guy that talked to me on the phone said that it would be okay for me to send my documents a week later after the deadline since I'm applying for Fall Term 2009 anyway which is still very very far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was bumming around the house until 3:00 pm. I decided to walk down to the bank to deposit my check (yes Quizno's did pay me, my manager said he forgot to give me my check, yeah right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home started cleaning and everything was going on. I decided to take a picture of my house when it's still clean and nice looking but I wasn't finished because my stupid brother and his friends came. Like it would be okay if we had a huge house so that he and his friends could just stay at one room or something but we only have a small apartment. So our (more of a "my") privacy is compromised. I was going to arrange and organize the kitchen stuff but I didn't want to be seen cleaning by strangers.  Sometimes my stupid brother don't know how to think adn is selfish enough not to care that we need our privacy too. It's not like he calls up and tells us his bringing friends so that we could tidy up the place right but hell, he's my parent's problem not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that pretty sums up my day. I just realized that I should have went to work in the morning since I totally wasted that time typically doing nothing. So ta ta, later days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=gxI0nE"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=gxI0nE" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/451516706" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/451516706/update.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fupdate.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-8059685428617606800</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 07:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-12T15:23:28.052-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>Listening to David Archuleta Right Now!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRtXUUSN9GI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Z8kVHBu6Zl8/s1600-h/David+Archuleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRtXUUSN9GI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Z8kVHBu6Zl8/s400/David+Archuleta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267900195694048354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just downloaded the whole album of David Archuleta's new debut album (legally from iTunes Store of course!) and all I can say is that I'm loving his songs right now. every track has this catchy beat that is great for chilling out and relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I blame David Archuleta for buying myself an iPod touch online. I just realized that my phone can't play songs downloaded from iTunes store since they are protected or something... tsk tsk... But I guess buying an iPod is a good idea. Almost everyone here in Canada has one plus it can double as my organizer and portable gaming console. iPods are really amazing devices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought myself an 8Gb Ipod Touch since I really can't use up all that space and I'm pretty sure that there will be new iPod models in the not so far future so I don't want to buy an iPod that has too much memory than what I really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish thay Quizno's give me my paycheck this week so that I can have oney ready in my bank when I need to pay my credit card but I'm sure that my paycheck from Tim Hortons will cover my credit card bill. I swear if Quizno's don't pay me this week I will quit. I don't work for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=tvuh9O"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=tvuh9O" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/449304267" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/449304267/listening-to-david-archuleta-right-now.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRtXUUSN9GI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Z8kVHBu6Zl8/s72-c/David+Archuleta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Flistening-to-david-archuleta-right-now.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/listening-to-david-archuleta-right-now.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-2594709489236321808</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-10T00:42:26.588-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>David Archuleta's New Album</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRffZRProLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/kv_IdMlCDVI/s1600-h/archuletalg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRffZRProLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/kv_IdMlCDVI/s400/archuletalg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266923914451984562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of you might know by now that I am a huge fan of David Archuleta. That is why I will support David Archuleta by pre-ordering his debut album at iTunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually the type of person who buys albums or songs (because you can just download them for free! *evil grin*) but because I am a fan and I want to hear more of little Archie's songs in the future so I bought his album which will release this November 11! I can't wait to download his songs on iTunes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have been using iTunes to download songs because I find it more convenient than going to the music store to buy albums. On iTunes I can preview the song and check it's rating and popularity before I buy a song. I love how I can pick the songs I like rather than buying the whole album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm loving iTunes it kind of made me think that I should also buy myself an iPod Touch but then I'm thinking that it would be a waste of money since I don't listen to music that much these days since I'm working and that I already have my 8gb W960i Sony Ericsson phone to serve as my mp3 player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it when I have a credit card. It doesn't compliment my being a compulsive buyer. There was this time when I was in a store with my credit card and then I had the urge to buy a Wii gaming console. Good thing I thought it out and I was able to prioritize my needs and instead of spending money I was able to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am sure that pre-orderinbg David Archuleta's album is money well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=FWmpd4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=FWmpd4" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/448144178" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/448144178/david-archuletas-new-album.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRffZRProLI/AAAAAAAAAwY/kv_IdMlCDVI/s72-c/archuletalg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fdavid-archuletas-new-album.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/david-archuletas-new-album.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-1388053375710177330</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-08T12:57:32.121-07:00</atom:updated><title>When The Snow Drops</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRXsY8pIe1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Hnou784GQg8/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRXsY8pIe1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Hnou784GQg8/s400/DSC00002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266375252619328338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this photo the other night I was going home. If you notice the white streak of light, that is a piece of snow flake falling. Yup I was walking home at night when it started snowing. This actually wasn't my first time to see snow fall from the sky but it was the first time that I saw snow drop while  was outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that seeing snow fall from the sky is a very beautiful sight. It was just like rain except that it's frozen. It's like seeing tiny Styrofoam balls fall from the sky. It was just like being in the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the amazement and joy of seeing snow for the first time turned to being troublesome. Since I wasn't wearing my winter coat with the hood that had a fur lining, snow was going to my face and was sort of blinding me so I came home as fast as I can so I wasn't able to take pictures and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over all, even if I hate the cold, the experience was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=BaPJNA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=BaPJNA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/446801866" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/446801866/when-snow-drops.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SRXsY8pIe1I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Hnou784GQg8/s72-c/DSC00002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fwhen-snow-drops.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/when-snow-drops.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-8679469816054414003</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 07:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-02T01:31:35.007-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><title>Gift Ideas</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQ1iNNPnThI/AAAAAAAAAwI/FPAG7TAhUQA/s1600-h/pistachios1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQ1iNNPnThI/AAAAAAAAAwI/FPAG7TAhUQA/s400/pistachios1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263971518498950674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was on break at the staff room and I was thinking of an excellent gift to a very dear co-worker, who has just recently had her early retirement, when a fellow co-worker came bringing with him his snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but notice the tempting bowl of pistachios he was carrying. I was helping myself with some pistachios which my co-worker generously offered to me when a great idea struck me.  Why don't I give my co-worker &lt;a href="http://www.nutsonthenet.com/index.php?a=26"&gt;nut gifts&lt;/a&gt;?! I know that she'd love an assortment of her favorite nuts since she also shares my love for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that nuts would be a great gift for her because aside from her love of nuts, it's also a great source of protein for her since she is vegetarian. I just know that she'd love the gift package that I am going to give her. Not only will she be able to eat what she loves, she'd also be able to eat healthy because nuts would be a healthy snack plus it's very low in calories. I think that I'll also get myself a few bags so that I can enjoy those awesome pistachio nuts anytime I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/556zsv" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=DpPEec"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=DpPEec" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/439801654" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/439801654/gift-ideas.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQ1iNNPnThI/AAAAAAAAAwI/FPAG7TAhUQA/s72-c/pistachios1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fgift-ideas.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/gift-ideas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-3132910527973574820</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-01T02:02:57.876-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>My Halloween Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok today was Halloween and it was ok I guess. I was tired from work but I was glad that my co-worker gave me a lift home so I wasn't drenched from the rain. I was on my way to our apartment when guess what? The elevators were busted so I had to walk to the end of the building to take the stairs. Good thing that we're just at the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I entered our apartment I saw my whole family in the living room, which by the way is very rare because when I come home at 11 pm from work they are usually asleep. We were just watching TV when my mom asked if my brother's Playstation can play here VCD then I told her that we should just use the DVD player instead, yup they all forgot that we had a DVD player, geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you thought that Halloween's Day would be scary movies night or something but instead of watching the standard Halloween flick, we decided to watch my mom's VCD that she had received from the Philippines entitled: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Very_Special_Love"&gt;A Very Special Love&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="label-list"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQwJqZ9ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XhoGjVUcU3I/s1600-h/2536061562_56ee4d5cfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQwJqZ9ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XhoGjVUcU3I/s400/2536061562_56ee4d5cfa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263592688616824082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually am not a fan of Filipino movies (especially lovey-dovey movies) but I really liked this one for some weird reasons that I can't really understand. Well the plot was generic if you asked me, poor girl makes a rich self-centered guy a softee and falls in love with her, they fight and then he wins her back. But I did enjoy watching the movie. It was really funny and uhm... romantic? Anyway it's good, well worth the freight and all. It's been a while since I've watched Filipino shows since we don't have The Filipino Channel. All shows I see are either Canadian or American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm getting dizzy and sleepy right now because it's already 2 am so off to bed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=TeZ3N2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=TeZ3N2" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/438866473" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/438866473/my-halloween-day.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SQwJqZ9ZXRI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XhoGjVUcU3I/s72-c/2536061562_56ee4d5cfa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F11%2Fmy-halloween-day.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/11/my-halloween-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-1313995454069855098</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T01:26:12.861-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>Longing For God</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to admit that I am a Christian... a Catholic to be exact but I am recently not practicing my religion. I haven't been going to mass and I haven't been praying to God. But as they say, a lost sheep always finds his way home and that is with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Out of the blue I felt longing for God and I felt that I was spiritually empty. But with some good Jesuit songs I was revived and I have once again been reminded that no matter how life is bad and too hard to bare, everything will be alright and with God you can live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share one Jesuit song that is memorable to me (my high school graduation mass song) and I can totally relate with: The Pilgrim's Theme. I can relate to this song because I am a pilgrim to my new home, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IRPRl0fzz-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IRPRl0fzz-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div id="PZtQI_IOdyZY2Uitext" style="font-size: 11px;" class="secondaryColor"&gt;Tired of weaving dreams too loose for me to wear&lt;br /&gt;Tired of watching clouds repeat their dance on air&lt;br /&gt;Tired of getting tied to doing what's required&lt;br /&gt;Is life a mere routine in the greater scheme of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through with taking roads someone else designed&lt;br /&gt;Through with chasing stars that soon forget to shine&lt;br /&gt;Through with going through one more day - what's new?&lt;br /&gt;Does my life still mean a thing in the greater scheme of things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN 1:&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my place&lt;br /&gt;So my life can fall in place&lt;br /&gt;I know in time I'll find my place&lt;br /&gt;In the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each must go his way, but how can I decide?&lt;br /&gt;Which path I should take, who will be my guide?&lt;br /&gt;I need some kind of star to lead me somewhere far&lt;br /&gt;To find a higher dream in the greater scheme of things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road before me bends, I don't know what I'll find&lt;br /&gt;Will I meet a friend or ghosts I left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Should I even be surprised that You're with me in disguise?&lt;br /&gt;For it's Your hand I have seen in the greater scheme of things (REFRAIN 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;For Yours is the voice in my deepest dreams&lt;br /&gt;You are the heart, the very heart&lt;br /&gt;Of the greater scheme of things (REFRAIN 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN 2:&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings&lt;br /&gt;One day we'll find our place&lt;br /&gt;For all things fall in place&lt;br /&gt;For all things have a place&lt;br /&gt;In the greater scheme of things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=rOioZT"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=rOioZT" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/436646521" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/436646521/longing-for-god.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Flonging-for-god.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/longing-for-god.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-4947713071652310708</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 07:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-29T02:02:47.668-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><title>On the Love of Watches</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For as long as I can remember, I have always loved watches. Ever since I was a toddler, I already had a watch on my wrist. I remember having a digital watch first so that I could easily read the time. And as I grew older my mom gave me a watch as a gift on very significant occasions that is why I love my watches because they hold so many memories and sentimental value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never feel complete if I left my watch at home and it worries me if my watch is not on my wrist. One of my favorite watches is my &lt;a href="http://www.certifiedwatchstore.com/Omega-Watches-c.html"&gt;men's Omega watch&lt;/a&gt;. Many of my co-workers praise me for having such a beautiful watch and this somehow boosts my confidence. It's great that I have a functional piece of jewelry that gives a first impression that I am someone of good taste and class and it's also an essential part of my life because without it I would always be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may call me a watch collector or fanatic, but I am really not an expert on watches. But for sure, I do know where to get fine watches at very low prices and this is CertifiedWatchStore.com. They have a huge selection of watches from all the top brands in watches and I can't wait to buy myself one to add to my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=ZVb6ax"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=ZVb6ax" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/435590752" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/435590752/on-love-of-watches.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fon-love-of-watches.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/on-love-of-watches.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-151277216464235060</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 06:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T00:56:42.529-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>What a Wonderful Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was a great day for me. My mom, dad, and I went to West Edmonton Mall (WEM) today to shop for winter jackets and stuff to prepare myself for the incoming white hell hehehe. I'm really glad that I worked and didn't just goof off at home because I wouldn't have had shopping money if I didn't work for it. Oh yeah my mom could just buy me my stuff but nothing beats buying something with your own money right? Well now I'm broke again. If it weren't for my guaranteed investment account I would have $0 in my bank account. That's why I don't like going to the mall because I'm a compulsive buyer and when I shop I really want to buy everything I want in one visit so that I don't have to come back. The WEM is pretty far away so I don`t like going there. As much as possible I`d like to shop nearer to my house like the Millwoods Town Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my mom finally decided to buy a car for us. At least I won`t have to worry being stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere where there isn`t any bus service. My mom wants to buy an SUV that`s a 7-seater because she wants to have room for visitors. I was wondering why she woulod need space for guests when we don`t even have our own house yet so having visitors is not feasible as of the moment. Oh well, she`s the one buying the car so I don`t have the right to say anything. But I will help her choose a 7-seater SUV that is stylish and is very reliable. But I`d reserve that for another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important thing that makes this day so good is that I finally received my PC after 2 months of being kept away from me from those Geek Squad who only fixed my computer a while ago and they even made me pay for just installing the Operating System back... what a rip off... Next time I`d buy a new computer instead of having it fixed because having to wait for that long and having to pay that much is just wrong. But I`m actually not ranting right now because all of that is overpowered by the presence of my beloved computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=0gEXbm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=0gEXbm" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/433291126" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/433291126/what-wonderful-day.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fwhat-wonderful-day.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/what-wonderful-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-8082912271117569228</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 06:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-26T01:10:36.701-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stupid Brother</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><title>Stupid Brother</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As usual I am going to rant and rave again. This blog is becoming my personal rant page already since all I do is complain, complain, and oh yes, complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm already so sleepy that I'll cut this ranting short. First of all I've made a new tag in my blog dedicated to my brother. And the tag goes as "Stupid Brother"! Geez! He is so irresponsible and I wonder why he is like that when we were brought up with the same parents. Is it because of the environment I was exposed in? I was forced to be more mature to survive alone while my brother was a spoiled brat. But I don't really care if he wants to ruin his life. But I do care if he ruins my life in the process. I hate paying for his mistakes and short comings. First, he is so lazy that he just leaves his stuff everywhere in the house and expects someone else to pick it up. Why am I bothered with this? Guess who cleans up after him? ME! If I don't then our house would be a pig's stye. And the latest stupid thing he did? He lost his house key? Why am I bothered? Well he uses MY key now. I go out of the house earlier than him because he wakes up late and naturally becomes late at school. So what's the relation of me going out of the house first and having to let him use my key? Well you have to have a key to be able to lock our apartment's door so I have to give up my key because he is irresponsible enough to go to the superintendent or our condominium management to have his key replaced. I wonder what he is waiting for. Is he waiting for me to do it for him? Hell no! If my parents do not punish him for his actions well I won't stand for it. I won't let him borrow my key anymore so he can just stand outside the apartment for all I care. But the downside of this is that I risk having my apartment robbed because our door is unlocked. But this wouldn't happen if my stupid brother wasn't careless enough to lose his key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I have to pay for his mistakes... my life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=5JYEHN"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=5JYEHN" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/432375327" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/432375327/stupid-brother.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fstupid-brother.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/stupid-brother.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-8441211649787742708</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T23:43:08.471-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>Shut Up Stupid</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone left a comment on one of my posts saying these words, "Shut up stupid". Well for the information of this someone, this happens to be a PERSONAL blog so if you understand or comprehend the meaning of this word then you will know that I will not shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If other people complain to my face then why can't I rant and complain in my own blog? If you don't want to read my posts then don't, it's not as if I'm spamming the net with my posts. I'm not like some people like this person who goes online and post comments on YouTube, blogs, forums like you suck or other derogatory statements. If you have nothing more important or smart thing to say then don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this reminds me of my co-worker who told this damn customer that if you don't like this store so much then why do you come every day? If you don't like it then stop coming and waste our time and ruin our day. This co-worker used to be so nice to customers but ever since she's exposed to nasty people with no manners and who don't know how to respect people she became this person who isn't afraid to speak her mind whenever some nasty people come her way. She's just like me. I don't have any problems speaking up to these antisocial people, but I have to  put up with their selfishness in one store that I work in because I don't want  the store owners (which I happen to like) lose potential profit. But really, if someone is being a jerk or a bitch, I won't let them treat me or any of my co-worker like trash. Many have threatened and talked to my manager about my attitude (not wanting to kiss their ass) but guess what? I was never fired because my managers also have their fare share of nasty customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... why are my posts all about my work? Well what can I do? This is what I'm preoccupied with as of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=c8lLua"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=c8lLua" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/430382414" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/430382414/shut-up-stupid.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fshut-up-stupid.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/shut-up-stupid.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-670125648234516250</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 06:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T23:12:44.697-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>The Sacrifice</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My body hurts all over right now. I can't believe that I have to work tomorrow even if I have a day off at Tim Hortons. Guess this is what I get for having two jobs. I actually have no problem at my job at Quizno's because my co-worker/store owner/supervisor always helps me with my tasks. My problem is again at Tim Hortons. It's great that there are more employees during my shift but the thing is what good will it be if there is one more employee when that employee just stands in one corner and wait for nothing while there is this huge line-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez! It's like there's no need for that person to come to work at all because he's no help at all. Plus he stinks too, no kidding! Everyone notices his smell... I wonder why he doesn't care to take a shower and use some deodorant... geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I don't mind if he's a useless bum... what I do care about is the customers that I have to face instead of him. I wonder why some people love to complain. And sometimes they complain too much that it already becomes soooo stupid. I hate it when people tell me that the washroom stinks. Well sorry but do I look like the janitor to you? Grrr! And besides it's the freaking customers who don't know how to use the washrooms that's why it stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was this guy who ordered mocha with extra toppings. As I was about to finish, this moron complained that he asked for extra toppings (and I already did give him extra toppings). So I added more, now he complains how he would place the lid on when there's too much toppings. So I did the whole thing all over again showing him exactly the same way I did it in the first place... and what did you know? I was doing the right thing while he was just complaining too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I hate about Tim Hortons customers... they tend to complain, nag, and be bitchy about every single detail. If you want your coffee to suit your weird tastes then make your coffee yourself! Geez! And not every Filipino who works at Tim Hortons is a contract worker who you could just look down at. Not even the Indians or any other nationality because you don't know us and you don't know that we just have to bare seeing your faces and serving you while we wait for the start of university. Damn, some people really get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=3i6Yfp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=3i6Yfp" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/429349962" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/429349962/sacrifice.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fsacrifice.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/sacrifice.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-7333634173663809341</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 05:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-22T00:11:18.689-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>Killing Myself Slowly</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been 7 days since I started working at Quizno's Sub from a month of being jobless and it has been 4 days when I started working at Tim Hortons again and 3 days that I have been working both at Tim Hortons and Quizno's subs. And in total I have been working 9 days straight... You do the problem solving cause I don't understand my life either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at Quizno's at 10:45 am to 2:45 pm and then at Tim Hortons at 3 pm to 11 pm. I work at Tim Hortons for 5 days as well as in Quizno's but I work for an additional 8 hours at Quizno's. So I only have 1 day of rest so no one can say that I am being a bum since I'm working myself to death already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I would be lazy as you know me, but as I saw the tuition fees in university I was compelled... no, I was obligated to work because college is sooooo expensive! Even if I do get a student loan, I don't know if I can pay the government back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to save money to buy a car but I had to prioritize my education... I'll just have to make my parents feel obligated that I will need a car during my duty at hospitals so I can use the family car (when we get one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my head is spinning right now from being sleepy and tired so I'm signing off as I don't know what I'm writing already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=KORpPW"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=KORpPW" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/428251378" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/428251378/killing-myself-slowly.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fkilling-myself-slowly.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/killing-myself-slowly.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-2078471753972671445</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-18T19:06:21.291-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><title>Adoption</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nope I was never adopted if that's what is going through your silly mind right now (lol!). But I am thinking of adopting a child in the not so far future. Well some of you might ask why a 20 year old guy is thinking of adopting at a very young age but I have my reasons which of course I would share right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I want to adopt because I want to give a home to a child who was abandoned, neglected, and unwanted. I want to give them a life free from harm and a bright future. There are  thousands, if not millions, of kids out there who has no one to love them. Well I am someone who wants to open my arms to one of these kids and love them as if they were my own child. I want someone to inherit everything that I have gained in my present life and continue the legacy of me, joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I'd want to have a family in the future. There are a lot of people right there who have their child aborted or they neglect their children and they don't know how blessed they are to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd want a child in the future but after looking through the qualifications of an adoptive parent, my hopes and dreams somehow kind of dwindles. I know that an adoptive parent should be thoroughly screened so that the adopted child will be loved, protected, and provided with his/her needs but some qualifications are outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that in some countries like China, you have to be thin to be able to adopt?! Physically fit would be a good qualification but does one's weight really have to do with anything about being a good parent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the few bumps in my adoptive dream are the fact that I'm going to be a single parent. But the thing is, even if some single adopting parents are considered, they must be willing to adopt extremely disabled children and that's quite hard. But parenting is not that easy either so maybe I can take that path. And the greatest bump on my way to parenthood is my sex. Yup! Because I'm a single male I have the tiniest chance (if ever I do have a chance) of adopting. Maybe this is to protect children from pedophiles but come on, not all males are sick people in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends tell me that I should just get a surrogate mother or something but it's not like there's a baby-maker agency. I wish that adopting would be easier in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=qaA5DY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=qaA5DY" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/425054172" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/425054172/adoption.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fadoption.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/adoption.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-5020607782604920370</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T23:58:52.108-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>Job Hunting to Job Hopping... Part 2</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPp7c52zIvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/in4Dq_qa1nw/s1600-h/mucci_narrowweb__300x464,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPp7c52zIvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/in4Dq_qa1nw/s400/mucci_narrowweb__300x464,2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258651251405693682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok now I'm in a deeper situation than I had expected... I have done my just in the spur of the moment decision making and I am now once again in a very difficult situation... caught in the middle as the old cliche goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping that my manager at Tim Hortons would decline the demands that I had given them as I wrote here but she quickly succumbed to my requests and a little later she was asking me when I could start! I was jobless and now I have jobs all over the place (well just two anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was about to quit my present job at Quizno's Subs and having to sit with the two store owners, who where very nice to me, was a very unnerving situation. I was imagining that they'd throw me out of the store or something but they did something far worst: they made me feel guilty. They told me that the reason why they hired me from several people who wanted to work for them was because I told them that I wouldn't quit if ever a job that I've applied to called me up and hired me. But although I never applied back to Tim Hortons, I have to agree that I broke my promise to them and that showed a bad character on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to betray them like this (although they won't pay me for the days I've worked if I quit) and I am given more pressure when they told me that they are willing to take me as part time. So I can work 11 am to 3 pm for them and then 3 pm to 11 pm for Tim Hortons. I'd love to do this but I'm a lazy person. I only want to work so that my bank acount won't be empty but now I have to work not for the sake of earning money but for the sake of saving myself from the guilt of abandoning my present job whom I swore my loyalty... though spot I am right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I'll talk to my manger at Tim Hortons and I'll see if I can arrange something with her like if I can start working 3:30 pm to 11:30 pm or something. Oh boy... things are going to be like hell. I'm going to be a full time worker, NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But here's the catch here... if I push too much I might reach the breaking point of my manager at Tim Horton's and she might as well fire me and then if I come crawling back to Quizno's they might also drop my sorry self (although I doubt it because they really are that nice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life and all the dramas... I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=8kZyKe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=8kZyKe" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/425023179" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/425023179/job-hunting-to-job-hoping-part-2.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPp7c52zIvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/in4Dq_qa1nw/s72-c/mucci_narrowweb__300x464,2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fjob-hunting-to-job-hoping-part-2.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/job-hunting-to-job-hoping-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-597069204639139734</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 05:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T23:58:28.318-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>Job Hunting to Job Hopping</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I posted &lt;a href="http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/i-have-new-job.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; about my new job at Quizno's Subs and how lucky I was to finally been "jobful" from jobless (get the joke?). But now I am in a very difficult situation because I have to choose between my new job and my old job. And by old job I mean Tim Hortons. Yup! My manager just called asking if I was interested in looking for a job at Tim Hortons. Well I knew she would call (not to be cocky and all) because my friends and co-workers asked me if I wanted to work with them again and that they would speak with the manager for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did love working at Tim Hortons. The only thing I hated at Tim Hortons was the fact that they keep switching my schedule and that they sometimes send me to work at  the other branches of Tim Hortons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I said I'm in a difficult situation because although I want to work again at Tim Hortons, it's too late since I already ahve a job and it would be too rude for me to just quit like that and that the store owner of Quizno's Subs really trust me and they are so nice to me. They always ask me if I'm ok or if I'm happy. Has Tim Hortons even care if I was happy or not? Not at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst part of all this ordeal? Well I somehow said that I'm dedicated to my work and if ever I made a commitment I stick to it. Literal translation? Well I told him that if ever someone hires me I won't quit at Quizno's. It's hard to quit because as I said, my current employers are nice to me, and they even help me if I'm too slow at the job that they have given me. work at Quizno's is so easy as compared to Tim Hortons and they always ask me if the schedule works for me... what better employer could I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my problem doesn't stop here... how can I say no to the job offered by Tim Hortons when my friends have gone all through that trouble to convince my manager to hire me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what other people would do if they were in my place. Would they choose a good employer but with lesser pay and they suck with their job or wouold they choose an employer that pays good and they do great in their job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have never been a good planner or decision maker so I'm having a difficult time taking in to consideration the consequences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did only work 4 days at Quizno's subs and it's not like they have stopped hiring so they can find another replacement. And I have agreed that they will delay my pay for 1 month so that they can have assurance that I won't quit like in this case after 1 or 2 weeks of work. But I don't want to hurt the people who respected and looked after my well being and who fully acknowkedges my great work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought of my actions tomorrow and I haven't thought about them that hard so I'm not sure of the consequences... but this is what I'll do tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;At 8 am I'll give my manager a call back about her message that she left on the answering machine: If I was interested in working at Tim Hortons again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll tell my manager that I do have a job already but I am still interested in coming back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll tell her that I have three requests though (they are actually demands or conditions but request sounds better). My requests are (1) I only work at the 3-11 PM shift, (2) They don't send me to other Tim Hortons except for the one at 23rd Ave (that's where I live, Lol!) and (3) If possible (translation: MUST!), I could be paid $10/hour since I've already have worked at Tim Hortons for three months (even though I quit at such a short notice).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now there are two possibilities: (a) My manager says I'm over demanding and I should hit the road or (b) My manager falls and crumbles to my demands (or requests).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a: I stay at Quizno's Subs and live happily ever after and b: I quit at Quizno's and end up being hated and hurting two great people and I go back to Tim Hortons serving nasty customers their coffee (and being with my friends of course).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Either way I end up hurting people... but honestly I'd like it if my manager would choose Possibility A so I wouldn't have to quit and hurt my current employers. But if my manager chooses Possibility B then thios is what I'll do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won't lie to my current employers: I'll tell them how I think that how great of an employer they are and how this job is great but I have to quit because my friends have asked me to come back at Tim Hortons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get ready to be shouted at and be kicked out of the store.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;All seems so easy but putting this plan into action is the hardest part... let's just see what happens tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=9oASFO"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=9oASFO" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/424335524" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/424335524/job-hunting-to-job-hoping.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fjob-hunting-to-job-hoping.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/job-hunting-to-job-hoping.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-6206291273424996256</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 06:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T00:35:53.327-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Readings</category><title>What Every Blogger Needs</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="296" height="240"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/bootstrap.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;param name="flashVars" value="thumb=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/FirstFrame.jpg&amp;amp;content=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/dragon-original-softduit-3.swf&amp;amp;width=296&amp;amp;height=240"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showall"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/bootstrap.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="thumb=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/FirstFrame.jpg&amp;amp;content=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Default/media/be69e1fd-f281-4c75-8931-d2c198cdb447/dragon-original-softduit-3.swf&amp;amp;width=296&amp;amp;height=240" allowfullscreen="true" scale="showall" width="296" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="400" height="318"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video%20Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/bootstrap.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt; &lt;param name="flashVars" value="thumb=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video%20Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/FirstFrame.jpg&amp;amp;content=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/final-untethered-video-number2.swf&amp;amp;width=400&amp;amp;height=318"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="scale" value="showall"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video%20Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/bootstrap.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="thumb=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video%20Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/FirstFrame.jpg&amp;amp;content=http://content.screencast.com/users/brettbum/folders/Video Opportunities/media/d6f765ad-34f5-4efe-ab32-e7735ff38c91/final-untethered-video-number2.swf&amp;amp;width=400&amp;amp;height=318" allowfullscreen="true" scale="showall" width="400" height="318"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You may have already guessed what I am going to blog about today as I have already given you very leading clues at the start of my blog entry. But you must admit that I am really right when I say that &lt;a href="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/z/24836/CD108371/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Dragon Naturally Speaking&lt;/a&gt; is indeed what every blogger needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know that this speech recognition software is indeed a need for every blogger because I am a blogger and one of my reasons why I skip a day (or weeks) of blogging is because I am too lazy to encode. With Dragon Naturally Speaking at my side, it's like having a personal assistant jotting down my every thought and encoding it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/42/108371/28017/" alt="MacSpeech Dictate" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, this software is not just for lazy people like me. It's most especially suited for people who have to type thousands of words each day. With Dragon Naturally Speaking you could just talk and talk and your encoded work will be ready for printing whenever you're done talking. If you're a novelist or a student writing that 1000 essay, this software can help improve your productivity as you get more words typed in less the time it takes you to type. Dragon Naturally Speaking can  literally put into typing your words in 150 words per minute! I can type 40-50 words per minute. But if you think that you can beat the Dragon Naturally Speaking software, then I dare you to take the &lt;a href="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/z/27831/CD108371/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Dragon’s typing speed test!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/z/27832/CD108371/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/42/108371/27832/" alt="Dragon NaturallySpeaking 10 Preferred" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really frustrating that I only get to encounter this software now. It would have been better if it already existed when I was back in school having to encode a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://send.onenetworkdirect.net/z/24836/CD108371/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/4oe6ps" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/4yjujc" /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=aVMLku"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=aVMLku" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/422362561" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/422362561/what-every-blogger-needs.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fwhat-every-blogger-needs.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/what-every-blogger-needs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-8304987989160585583</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 05:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T23:18:18.036-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Traveling</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><title>Loving Those Limos</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend of mine who lives in Dallas invited me over to stay at their place for a week, a sort of short vacation from the plain and dull existence that I call my life. I actually refused to go because Dallas is very far away from Edmonton but then she caught my attention when she bribed me of fetching me at the airport in one of those famous &lt;a href="http://www.gcslimousine.com"&gt;Dallas limousine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have guessed that I would actually go all the way to Dallas just to enjoy a limo ride. Oh well, you can't blame me for wanting to ride in those beautiful and luxurious cars. For me, being able to ride in one of those means that you either have reached the peak of your life where you have gained either fame, power, wealth or all three of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love those very attractive classic stretch limos, especially those cool hummer limos like what gcslimousine.com shows and actually offer great limo service. One of these days I'll give my very cunning friend a surprise visit and I'd be cruising into her home riding one of those awesome limos in comfort, style, and luxury. Getting to ride in a limo is a great way to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=s6JIDm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=s6JIDm" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/421238754" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/421238754/loving-those-limos.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Floving-those-limos.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/loving-those-limos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-7188996985468162937</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 00:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-13T18:57:43.321-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nursing Thoughts</category><title>Edmonton Body Worlds</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1kuX_BI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AiFdT7xtMb4/s1600-h/body2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1kuX_BI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AiFdT7xtMb4/s400/body2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801197160397842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1lWA2JI/AAAAAAAAAmU/DNSbrsXa8TE/s1600-h/body_worlds_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1lWA2JI/AAAAAAAAAmU/DNSbrsXa8TE/s400/body_worlds_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801197326653586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1h5FlKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Byc8Xthj6Bg/s1600-h/bodyworlds_holdingskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1h5FlKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Byc8Xthj6Bg/s400/bodyworlds_holdingskin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801196400022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo16P959I/AAAAAAAAAmk/eEO9J1Thcb8/s1600-h/chessplayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo16P959I/AAAAAAAAAmk/eEO9J1Thcb8/s400/chessplayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801202938439634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo13GuTyI/AAAAAAAAAms/p9zPhom_4Ag/s1600-h/medium_body_worlds_body_email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo13GuTyI/AAAAAAAAAms/p9zPhom_4Ag/s400/medium_body_worlds_body_email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801202094362402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you are wondering, yes those are real human bodies that are plastinated (a preservation technique) and displayed to the public for both educational reasons, aesthetic reasons, and for reasons that will make us appreciate the complexity and beauty of the human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the exhibit yesterday at the Telus World of Science and I have to say that I was a bit shocked with the way the human bodies were displayed. They were made to do these positions and the positions were not the thing I was disturbed with, but the way the bodies were positioned. How would you imagine your dead body holding your own brain on your hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird and I felt like I was in a circus. Plus I really believed that the exhibit should have only been reserved for the people in the medical field but then again that would be unfair, it's like keeping knowledge from the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I was pretty amazed with the exhibit, the bones were boring but as we were half way through the exhibit the stripped human bodies were actually interesting, although I really feel that it was wrong to see human bodies displayed in that fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=S6rHPw"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=S6rHPw" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/420035631" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/420035631/edmonton-body-worlds.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SPPo1kuX_BI/AAAAAAAAAmM/AiFdT7xtMb4/s72-c/body2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fedmonton-body-worlds.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/edmonton-body-worlds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-3995173285503215095</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 04:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-11T23:03:54.514-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>I Have A New Job!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to Quizmo's Subs today for my interview and guess what? Because of my pleasing personality and severe dedication to work I have landed my 2nd full time job. Well it's not my dream job but I'll take it because looking for a job is hard (luck plays a great role here) and I'd rather work at a place where it pays only $9 an hour but the work is not that stressful (unlike Tim Hortons) and I only have to walk to work (a HUGE factor since I don't want to travel a long way when it's snowing in Winter) and it's not like this will be my permanent job (hell no).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to work and earn money until I get to go to school (hopefully to the University of Alberta). I'm glad that even if my boss and co-workers are Indians, they don't discriminate you and they don't act all high and mighty like some Indians here in Edmonton. I have high respects for my boss who is very nice and who has a Bachelor of Science in Chemistry but decided to go into his business instead (yeah he's the store owner/manager I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also glad that I don't have to wake up too early and go home late for this job. My work schedule is 11 am to 3 pm and 5 pm to 9 pm during weekdays and 12 pm to 8 pm during weekends I think. During weekdays I can go home between 3 pm to 5 pm and relax, eat, or whatever so I won't be that stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to enjoy this job. Well good luck to me then hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=uttDma"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=uttDma" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/418327164" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/418327164/i-have-new-job.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fi-have-new-job.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/i-have-new-job.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-2890894147997156652</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-10T20:56:49.748-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Life</category><title>I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL!!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;AAH!!! I hate staying at home doing nothing! I want to go to school already so that I can start living my life and so that I can reach my dream and my goal to be a nurse practitioner or even a doctor for God sakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was venting just a while ago but I can let out a sigh of relief now because my friend just told me that she has already started working on the course descriptions that University of Alberta has asked for. Well I'd love to do that my self but I don't want to waste money in going back to the Philippines just to collect course descriptions for each of my subjects that I have taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit pissed at the registrar of Xavier University because she didn't even acknowledge that she had received my letter (which I sent through FedEx - very heavy on the wallet) and that she needs money just to print the course descriptions. If it weren't for my friend, years would have passed by and she wouldn't do anything. And even if I did pay her to print the damn transcript of records she still requires me to go to each department to collect course descriptions... what a bad bad bad registrar... to think that she's in an institution where generosity and cura personalis (care for others) is highly emphasized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my friends are working on my future already so I'm somehow content. Somehow things are getting better because Quizno's Subs called me today asking if I'm still interested in applying for a job. Although I promised my self that I won't work for a fastfood chain anymore because of some annoying, blood sucking customers I decided to throw away my pride and dignity and accept that job since it's near my home and I'm in dire need for a job because my bank account is drying up fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just wish me lucj that I get that job tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?a=Wyuvw9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~a/AngelInTheSickroom?i=Wyuvw9" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~4/417414005" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AngelInTheSickroom/~3/417414005/i-want-to-go-to-school.html</link><author>vincentb88@gmail.com (Vincent Bautista)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:awareness>http://api.feedburner.com/awareness/1.0/GetItemData?uri=AngelInTheSickroom&amp;itemurl=http%3A%2F%2Fblog.edgarvincentbautista.com%2F2008%2F10%2Fi-want-to-go-to-school.html</feedburner:awareness><feedburner:origLink>http://blog.edgarvincentbautista.com/2008/10/i-want-to-go-to-school.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47332017750447994.post-3714630664072702221</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-09T23:07:08.975-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reviews</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sharing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Just Thinking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rants</category><title>Be A Smart Shopper</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friends had always described me as a wise shopper because I never buy anything directly with out researching about it, it's specs and how other current owners like the product. And I am somehow like my mom because I always check the prices of the product I want to buy and compare it with the prices in other stores. I do all of these to make sure that I am satisfied with the product and the money I spent was not wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my friend from the UK is the same like me and when he bought that &lt;a href="http://www.dealtime.co.uk/xPP-pc_laptops"&gt;laptop&lt;/a&gt; of his online he did not only find himself a great deal he also successfully managed to make me drool in envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I could have done the same thing that he did when I bought my computer because I could have saved my self the time and effort in researching about product reviews and going store to store comparing prices when I could have done all of that in one click in the comforts of my own home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time my friend one and took the crown from me of being a smart shopper. Next time I'll take his advice and visit &lt;a href="http://www.shopping.com/"&gt;Shopping.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dealtime.co.uk/"&gt;Dealtime.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; when ever I need to buy something because with just one click of the search button I get access to the hottest deals, compare prices between several stores, and I get to read product reviews from real people who bought the same product. Plus you can search by category so you can easily find what you are looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better start saving since I'll be doing a lot of online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I can't help but let out a heavy sigh as I remember all the people who made my life fun and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left the Philippines for Canada, I left a very important part of who I am, my pride and joy of being a nursing student. Sure the sleepless nights and stressful tests and projects where nerve wracking but at the end of the day I wouldn't choose any other way to live my life. I am still proud to be a nursing student but I wonder how the feeling of being a student nurse would be without the people (my colleagues... my friends) who have made me strong to endure the hardships of nursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2_cmXTkVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/n-FyWarn06c/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2_cmXTkVI/AAAAAAAAAmE/n-FyWarn06c/s400/DSC00304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255066838266777938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see these people in this picture? These are my group mates and we went through all sorts of hardships together. We fought, we cried, we laughed, we shared dreams, we said goodbyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO28AUS0F2I/AAAAAAAAAlk/qi3X99nvLmA/s1600-h/P1010159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO28AUS0F2I/AAAAAAAAAlk/qi3X99nvLmA/s400/P1010159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255063053844879202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my friends... I miss my friends. These are the people who accepted me for who I am and decided to stick with me even if I was moody and a bit unreasonable. They said good bye but this doesn't mean that we won't see each other again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO29ifxCBqI/AAAAAAAAAls/SvyH6GZ4joE/s1600-h/P1010296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO29ifxCBqI/AAAAAAAAAls/SvyH6GZ4joE/s400/P1010296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255064740551591586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends... who shared my interests and likes... who believed in my skills and in my abilities... who believed that I can be who ever I want to be... we painted beautiful memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2-D2U483I/AAAAAAAAAl0/CxCp9zACurs/s1600-h/IMG_1785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2-D2U483I/AAAAAAAAAl0/CxCp9zACurs/s400/IMG_1785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255065313543254898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course my beloved Missy, who I loved unconditionally even if she jumps and bites me at times... you will always be in my heart...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2-nI_KNJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Drjx-c50dbI/s1600-h/P1010503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1F1h_LaJsc/SO2-nI_KNJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Drjx-c50dbI/s400/P1010503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255065919847806098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I may have left big chunks of me in the Philippines that it's really unbearable and that I feel depressed and empty. But I brought with me something that will overcome my loss and loneliness... my will to finish what I started and the hope that someday I will come back to the Philippines and be reunited with the people who have helped verify my existence... because with out them... I would be nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85697/vincentb88/b60f4d1023478cf10ed766ee1db29c0e.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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