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Be careful how you think; your life is shaped by your thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3647222479538405213</id><published>2010-03-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:54:32.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quake'/><title type='text'>Quake Hits Our Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thirty seconds. That's how long the 6.2 magnitude quake swayed our office in Eastwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busy discussing office matters when one of my office mates said: "I'm sorry. I'm just scared." Actually, I did not notice it until she said something. She was really scared I saw it. She wanted to run but I dissuaded her. There could be stampede if everybody starts running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our client from Stockholm, Sweden was worried because her fiancee was at the 26th floor. She was panicky. Minutes after, she relayed that while the quake was terrifying her, she could see by the window that construction workers are still working. Our client said: "Some people are  just braver than the rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Haiti thing makes quakes unbearable these days. Not another strong quake please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3647222479538405213?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3647222479538405213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3647222479538405213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3647222479538405213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3647222479538405213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/03/quake-hits-our-office.html' title='Quake Hits Our Office'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5437504786628325086</id><published>2010-03-07T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T03:49:27.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquakes'/><title type='text'>Earthquakes All Over the Planet</title><content type='html'>Why in the world are we having so many earthquakes? After earth shook in Chile with magnitude 8 quake, another one hit Taiwan. Quakes are really making me worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5437504786628325086?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5437504786628325086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5437504786628325086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5437504786628325086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5437504786628325086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/03/earthquakes-all-over-planet.html' title='Earthquakes All Over the Planet'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3184251217279600165</id><published>2010-02-14T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:35:54.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bryan adams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you love someone'/><title type='text'>When You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2cexTiUq2Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M2cexTiUq2Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Be a fool for love, just for a few minutes... Write it. Say it. No matter how goofy it may sound, sing it. Love is not just in the air. It is whispering in your ear. -- Love is more powerful than we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puso&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3184251217279600165?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3184251217279600165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3184251217279600165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3184251217279600165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3184251217279600165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-love-someone.html' title='When You Love Someone'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7193400982573183315</id><published>2010-02-13T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:31:40.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ara mina'/><title type='text'>Ara Mina On National Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here comes another hot controversy involving actors running for public office. Ara Mina takes the hot seat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0Gpi_l4PxQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0Gpi_l4PxQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have read the feedback on this I.M.O. video. Critics are feasting. And  nasty comments are spreading like wildfire. How politically incorrect are her answers? I think it was obvious. And there is no need to make the obvious more obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, national issues awareness is a crucial determinant in choosing our leaders . First things first, how can they put solution to a problem know nothing about. They will just be searching in their head something which is not there. However, said awareness is not a guarantee that  candidates will eventually become good servant leaders or politicians for that matter. There are a lot of intelligent politicians (more morons though).  They sure know what is happening all over the Philippines. Unfortunately, they became part of national issues they vowed to resolve  back when they  were campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vote could be a catalyst in shaping our nation. It may sound annoying already but it pays to vote for the right candidate. Please do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7193400982573183315?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7193400982573183315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7193400982573183315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7193400982573183315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7193400982573183315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/02/ara-mina-on-national-issues.html' title='Ara Mina On National Issues'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4776639301200962465</id><published>2010-02-09T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:36:00.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calamares'/><title type='text'>Formaldehyde in Calamares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S3EH_YEGZoI/AAAAAAAAARM/mG3HsaM_weQ/s1600-h/Calamares_tapas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S3EH_YEGZoI/AAAAAAAAARM/mG3HsaM_weQ/s320/Calamares_tapas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436135010585699970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a word of caution to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calamares&lt;/span&gt; lovers... Our favorite deep fried squid is reported to contain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;formaldehyd&lt;/span&gt;e popularly known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;formalin&lt;/span&gt;. The latter which is used to preserve or embalm cadavers is a carcinogenic or a cancer causing substance and is thus very dangerous if ingested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard about the news in &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gmanews.tv/show/kmjs"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kapuso Mo, Jessica Soh&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/a&gt; last Saturday when a victim complained about it. Two days past, the report was reiterated in the afternoon news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the report, the affected squids are imported from China and should be spoiled upon reaching Philippines had it not for  the presence of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;formalin&lt;/span&gt;. They could have been costly if they are still fresh but they are not so they are sold for $40 per sack or P70.00 per kilo. That is the reason why they are affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not all squids in the market are with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;formalin&lt;/span&gt;. Based on the tests conducted, some imported squids are affected. Local squids are formalin-free. Still, it is better to take precaution. Caveat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4776639301200962465?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4776639301200962465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4776639301200962465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4776639301200962465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4776639301200962465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/02/formaldehyde-in-calamares.html' title='Formaldehyde in Calamares'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S3EH_YEGZoI/AAAAAAAAARM/mG3HsaM_weQ/s72-c/Calamares_tapas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7980770806407855806</id><published>2010-02-02T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:10:07.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roxxxy'/><title type='text'>Roxxxy: Wild or Frigid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S2uA7BEdETI/AAAAAAAAARE/_kjDIEV06kE/s1600-h/roxxxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434579126740390194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 202px; cursor: pointer; height: 220px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S2uA7BEdETI/AAAAAAAAARE/_kjDIEV06kE/s320/roxxxy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inventors (well, not all) are getting crazier and crazier each day. I heard in the news that Douglas Hines, a &lt;a href="http://www.truecompanion.com/"&gt;True Companion&lt;/a&gt; engineer, invented a sex robot named Roxxxy (obviously spelled with 3 xs). The 5'7 bot weighing 120 pounds and donning a skimpy negligee is engineered to provide intimacy and sexual pleasure. You can choose her personality to shift from 'Frigid Farrah' to 'Wild Wendy'. She can even respond to simple conversation. I wonder how conversation would be like with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxxxy costs $7,000 to $9,000 and comes with an attached laptop. That's about P32,200 to P41,400 here. The inventor believes that the bot is the start of the first legion of sex robots. I think they will be upping the ante in every invention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queries: Have sex robots become a necessity to make inventors prioritize them more than other important inventions like the antidote to global warming? Have libidimal thoughts fatally overwhelmed morality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7980770806407855806?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7980770806407855806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7980770806407855806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7980770806407855806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7980770806407855806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/02/roxxxy-wild-or-frigid.html' title='Roxxxy: Wild or Frigid?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S2uA7BEdETI/AAAAAAAAARE/_kjDIEV06kE/s72-c/roxxxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7570352474769905363</id><published>2010-01-19T23:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:43:21.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quake'/><title type='text'>Quake Survivors In Desperate Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/source/xxxii/303/images/Wpic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 205px;" src="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/source/xxxii/303/images/Wpic2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/"&gt;gulf-daily-news.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see it on TV, quake survivors in Haiti are desperately in need of aid. Haitians are calling out for help. They need food, water, and homes to replace what they lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buildings collapsed, hope seems to collapse too. Looting began immediately after the strong quake. Survivors are seen stealing food and water from the destroyed stores and houses. After several days, we also see them steal from their fellow survivors. True, they have escaped death but there comes the threat of famine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While rescuers continue digging for dead bodies, authorities say it is too early to give a number. While doctors and nurses treat victims, more injured remain untreated. While survivors are scavenging, more of such sort will continue until I don't know when. One thing is clear, they need help at the earliest possible time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.un.org/en/peacekeeping/missions/minustah/"&gt;UN&lt;/a&gt; launched its United Nations Stabilization Mission in Haiti. The International Committee of the &lt;a href="http://www.icrc.org/eng"&gt; Red Cross&lt;/a&gt;  set up a website to help Haitians find missing loved ones. It is also distributing food, clothes and other necessities to the victims. Celebrities  like George Clooney, Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt,  Julia Roberts, Madonna, and a lot more also initiated a campaign titled &lt;a href="https://hopeforhaitinow.org/"&gt;Hope for Haiti Now&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.unicef.org/infobycountry/haiti.html"&gt;UNICEF&lt;/a&gt; is also conducting relief operations. US President Barrack Obama is also preparing a team to give medical attendance, food and supplies.  People are helping even in little ways. More and more help is coming and I hope we see the improvement in Haiti soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7570352474769905363?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7570352474769905363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7570352474769905363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7570352474769905363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7570352474769905363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/01/quake-survivors-in-desperate-need.html' title='Quake Survivors In Desperate Need'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8312498006378779552</id><published>2010-01-13T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:23:58.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quake'/><title type='text'>Killer Quake Shakes Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mnn.com/sites/default/files/haiti_pri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 205px;" src="http://www.mnn.com/sites/default/files/haiti_pri.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/wilderness-resources/stories/aid-effort-begins-for-haiti-quake-victims"&gt;mnn.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When nature takes its toll  everyone will be left shocked and dismayed. Its fury knows no limitation but dominance. That's exactly what happened yesterday in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quake, which is said to be the strongest to hit the nation in more than 200 years, has shattered numerous homes, collapsed a hospital, injured many, and killed thousands of people. According to the U.S. Geological Survey, the killer quake had a preliminary magnitude of 7.0 and was centered about 10 miles west of the capital of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Port-au-Prince&lt;/span&gt;, 5 miles beneath the ocean surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad thing is that there are Filipinos trapped inside the destroyed buildings in the impoverished nation. Some Filipino peacemakers and overseas workers are reported killed while others are still missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8312498006378779552?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8312498006378779552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8312498006378779552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8312498006378779552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8312498006378779552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/01/killer-quake-shakes-haiti.html' title='Killer Quake Shakes Haiti'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8568994885357689463</id><published>2010-01-01T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:38:46.171-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Brand New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When the clock strikes 12 yesterday, we celebrate and wish each other a blissful New Year. Definitely, it is more than a change of a calendar. It means the beginning of a better tomorrow. A time to be grateful for another year. A time to look back at all the memories  but never to dwell in them.  If life is full of peaks and valleys, for me it has been valleys lately. But I know there is wisdom to all of this. How about you? How's your 2009? Things will make sense soon. So everybody cheer up. Life has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year To All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8568994885357689463?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8568994885357689463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8568994885357689463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8568994885357689463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8568994885357689463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-year.html' title='Brand New Year'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5135306088379422288</id><published>2009-12-31T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:13:13.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End It Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Year 2009 wasn't that good for me. I wish 2010 is a much better year. Let me move forward with lesser bumps ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5135306088379422288?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5135306088379422288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5135306088379422288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5135306088379422288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5135306088379422288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-it-here.html' title='End It Here'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2538093256927201327</id><published>2009-12-04T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:08:03.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='press freedom'/><title type='text'>supPRESSed Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was in the news that the greatest number of journalists killed in a single event in the Philippines was in the Ampatuan massacre. Allegedly 34 journalists were found dead in the scene. And this attack is a serious attempt to suppress press freedom. To gag the press is to hide the truth from the public. To shackle the media is to live in lies. To kill mediamen is to slay fair play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the protected rights in our Bill of Rights is the freedom of the press. But it seems that whenever powerful names and organizations are involved in heinous crimes, perpetrators resort to journalist slaying. What a brutal way to take the lives of journalists with no guns and ammunition to protect themselves while doing their duty and seeking the truth. What a devastating act to kill innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one with the print and broadcast media in condemning this terrifying mass slaying. I am one with the friends and relatives of all the victims in shouting for JUSTICE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2538093256927201327?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2538093256927201327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2538093256927201327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2538093256927201327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2538093256927201327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/12/supressed-freedom.html' title='supPRESSed Freedom'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5635705210340075790</id><published>2009-12-02T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:06:14.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GMA'/><title type='text'>The President Runs for Congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.topnews.in/files/Gloria-Macapagal-Arroyo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.topnews.in/files/Gloria-Macapagal-Arroyo2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What an awkward situation we have here. Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo (GMA) is running to seek seat in Congress. Yeah, I find it very unusual. Is she running away from something? Is she overwhelmed by power and cannot have enough of it? What would make a President -the Chief Executive, the Commander-in-Chief, the highest ranking government official- decide to run for a lower office?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public service knows no position. You can serve with or without goverment post. After GMA served as Vice President, Acting President and followed by being elected as President, are those positions not enough to satisfy her hunger for power? Can she not be content with those to still cling onto a lower post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, she cannot run for the Presidency post because it is not allowed by the Constitution. Instead of taking a rest away from the crazy world of politics, GMA opted to take her chance to grab a Congressional seat. Why can't she give chance to deserving candidates? Being a Congresswoman won't save her from corruption raps but it will give her immunity from libel or slander suits in a speech uttered while the Congress is in session. But I think it is not the only reason why she is still running...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5635705210340075790?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5635705210340075790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5635705210340075790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5635705210340075790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5635705210340075790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/12/president-runs-for-congress.html' title='The President Runs for Congress'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-972623571221441126</id><published>2009-11-26T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:08:32.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayden kho'/><title type='text'>Hayden Without His License</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://keemanxp.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/image/Leaked%20Video%20of%20Filipino%20Model%20Maricar%20Reyes%20keemanxp_com%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 219px;" src="http://keemanxp.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/image/Leaked%20Video%20of%20Filipino%20Model%20Maricar%20Reyes%20keemanxp_com%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's official. Hayden Kho's license to practice medicine was already revoked by the Professional Regulation Commission (PRC). Kho was a licensed cosmetic surgeon. But with the world wide web sneaking into his sex video scandals, he was found guilty of committing immorality, dishonorable and unethical conduct because said videos were taken without the consent of the featured women. The videos were also dispersed like wildfire. In an interview, Katrina Halili, one of his 'victims,' said she is happy with the resolution of the commission to revoke Kho's license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what I have said in my previous &lt;a href="http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/05/hayden-culprit-and-victim.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, Kho is guilty but give him the appropriate punishment. And the revocation of his license is just but reasonable. At any rate, it is not only Kho who needs to learn from those scandals but also the women who were with him in said private moments. The experience must also serve a lesson to those who are engaged in said scandals. Think of the consequences after the heat is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-972623571221441126?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/972623571221441126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=972623571221441126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/972623571221441126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/972623571221441126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/hayden-without-his-license.html' title='Hayden Without His License'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-911975190523435043</id><published>2009-11-25T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:11:19.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cnn heroes'/><title type='text'>CNN Hero of the Year is a Pinoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dailyworldbuzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/t1larg.hoty_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.dailyworldbuzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/t1larg.hoty_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Manny Pacquiao's 7 world title win comes another worth celebrating &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt; victory. Another first for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoys&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/pinoy-cnn-hero.html"&gt;Efren Peñaflorida&lt;/a&gt;, which I featured in this blog early this month, bested 9 other contenders from various countries. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt; who is famed for his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Kariton Klassroom'&lt;/span&gt; was awarded the 2009 CNN Hero of the Year. This is the first time that a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinoy&lt;/span&gt; was chosen to be the ultimate hero of the year by the respected network. The award was presented to him by Hollywood star Eva Mendes at the Kodak Theatre last Saturday night. He was selected after getting the highest number of online votes. According to &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/"&gt;CNN&lt;/a&gt;, more than 2.75 million votes were cast for 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-911975190523435043?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/911975190523435043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=911975190523435043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/911975190523435043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/911975190523435043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/cnn-hero-of-year-is-pinoy.html' title='CNN Hero of the Year is a Pinoy'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-870065085904191568</id><published>2009-11-24T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:12:31.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maguindanao massacre'/><title type='text'>Bloody Maguindanao Massacre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"We want justice." &lt;/span&gt;That was the clamor of the kin of Maguindanao massacre victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood poured down in the carnage in Maguindanao, one of the election hot spots in Mindanao. The Ampatuan massacre was allegedly plotted by the Mangudadatu clan. The victims who are relatives of Esmael Mangudadatu, vice mayor of Buluan town, are about to file a certificate of candidacy (COC) for governor when the ill-fated crime happened. Those killed in the savage included Mangudadatu's wife, his 2 sisters, lawyers, and supporters. Motorists who were mistakenly identified as part of the convoy were also killed. Also included in the list of victims are 34 journalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Mangudadatu was challenging Datu Unsay mayor Andal Ampatuan, Jr., son of the incumbent governor Datu Andal Ampatuan Sr., in the 2010 gubernatorial election. That was one of the serious angles being looked into by the authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The political unrest and potential violence are making the residents tremble. And we cannot deny the fact that the whole nation is affected. It was barbaric and brutal. And the clamor for justice reverberates. May the scales of justice be tilted in favor of the victims. May we see that justice is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-870065085904191568?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/870065085904191568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=870065085904191568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/870065085904191568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/870065085904191568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/bloody-maguindanao-massacre.html' title='Bloody Maguindanao Massacre'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8713059246290586592</id><published>2009-11-21T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:17:44.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/new-moon-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 259px;" src="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/new-moon-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the &lt;a href="http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt; movie. And I really look forward to watching the rest of the twilight series. The saga continues, now its &lt;a href="http://www.newmoonmovie.org/"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt;'s turn. The movie deserves to be seen on the big screen. So that's exactly what I did this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy, that is. Certainly, there are no vampires. No werewolves chasing vampires. Nothing. But one thing about New Moon is that it will make you willing to drift into a world of illusion and believe for a moment that they do exist. I believe that the best story a storyteller can tell involves a conflict of man versus himself. And New Moon is full of this. It may be having conflicts against man and nature. But the most captivating are the conflicts within the characters. Those reasons make New Moon adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of any negative thing to write about the movie. The Bella and Edward love story is made more interesting with the revelation of Jacob's true self. The werewolf who loves the girl who loves his enemy - a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the story, cinematography, production value, to the actors - hats off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magnifico&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8713059246290586592?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8713059246290586592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8713059246290586592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8713059246290586592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8713059246290586592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1958285884816440598</id><published>2009-11-16T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:17:25.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotto'/><title type='text'>Paquiao Makes History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pinoygigs.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pacquiao-vs-cotto-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 329px;" src="http://www.pinoygigs.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/pacquiao-vs-cotto-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An eventful Sunday. T'was yesterday. Manny 'Pacman' Pacquiao made us proud once again by bagging his 7th division championship against Puerto Rico's pride Miguel Cotto in the Firepower fight. His undisputed strength and speed paved the way for his legendary 7 world titles. In the middle of the 12th round, TKO was declared. It pushed him to a boxing pedestal no one has ever reigned before. With his jabs, fake jabs, hooks and combinations, Pacquiao is no doubt a born winner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1958285884816440598?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1958285884816440598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1958285884816440598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1958285884816440598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1958285884816440598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/paquiao-makes-history.html' title='Paquiao Makes History'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-331075836646580777</id><published>2009-11-07T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:29:12.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cnn heroes'/><title type='text'>Pinoy CNN Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs167.snc1/6260_119926796938_106259116938_2484966_5036845_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 241px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs167.snc1/6260_119926796938_106259116938_2484966_5036845_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CNN Heroes. &lt;/span&gt;They are ordinary people with extraordinary impact. And one of them is a pinoy named Efren Peñaflorida. Through pushcart classes, he gave an alternative to gang membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His story reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Efren Peñaflorida gives Filipino youth an alternative to gang membership through education. His Dynamic Teen Company's 10,000 members have taught basic reading and writing to 1,500 kids living in the slums.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And he needs our vote to make it to the top. You can vote as many as you can. Click &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/SPECIALS/cnn.heroes/vote/thank.you.html?ID=06"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to vote. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-331075836646580777?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/331075836646580777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=331075836646580777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/331075836646580777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/331075836646580777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/11/pinoy-cnn-hero.html' title='Pinoy CNN Hero'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1410124576754911326</id><published>2009-10-22T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:20:18.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'>After the Storm Comes the Lull</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we know, after the storm comes the lull. Now here it is. Boring me. But this is not just silence. It's the deafening type. I felt that I lost my track and is nowhere to go. I certainly have goals for myself but the track is blurry. I should make my own trails. That is the difficult part. I need guidance still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1410124576754911326?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1410124576754911326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1410124576754911326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1410124576754911326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1410124576754911326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-storm-comes-lull.html' title='After the Storm Comes the Lull'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8385064699381805324</id><published>2009-10-13T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:32:46.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert frost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire and ice'/><title type='text'>Fire and Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/span&gt;, another good poem from Robert Frost is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fire and Ice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fire and Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Some say the world will end in fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Some say in ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; From what I've tasted of desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I hold with those who favor fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; But if it had to perish twice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I think I know enough of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; To say that for destruction ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Is also great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; And would suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It mentions two causes of destruction - fire and ice. It means the world may perish in war, with all the bombings and conflicts. And it may also end in coldness when there is no longer love in the heart of humanity. When the heart becomes frigid, it will be death for the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With storms plaguing the Philippines, still, they won't destroy us. But it is only true if there are still people who will lend a helping hand. With hearts full of benevolence, life will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8385064699381805324?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8385064699381805324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8385064699381805324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8385064699381805324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8385064699381805324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/10/fire-and-ice.html' title='Fire and Ice'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8493774521888121046</id><published>2009-10-06T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:41:09.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 examiner rule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><title type='text'>It's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; HEIGHT: 291px" src="http://img1.eyefetch.com/p/me/167738-9a0188f4-2483-430e-9ee4-0f9de569a7eel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image from &lt;a href="http://eyefetch.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;eyefetch.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's OVER. Finally. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;After all the hardships, it is over. I'm a bit disappointed but somewhat relieved. Disappointed because I did not finish LEPE and I don't know if my answers are tenable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 2 Examiner Rule first imposed this year, I felt that I took 2 Bar exams all at the same time. I really hope that the examiners will be more lenient considering the time allotted vis-a-vis the difficulty of the questions and the length of the exams. The aim of the rule is to expedite checking. However, how could it serve the purpose when Part I is equivalent to 1 bar exam and Part II for another? I knew it's going to be hard. Not that hard though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I also felt relieved. After 4 crazy Sundays plus the terrible flooding of Ondoy which caused the postponement of the exam on Sept. 27, Bar is finally over.  The momentum to study hard is lost after the storm. But then again I'm relieved because I need not read notes. I can already enjoy a good night sleep, watch movies that I missed, and enjoy a calm psyche. Now I'm back to my old world away from complicated laws and cases. But not for long. Still, thank God Bar's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8493774521888121046?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8493774521888121046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8493774521888121046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8493774521888121046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8493774521888121046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6141883587934857913</id><published>2009-10-05T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:44:58.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LEPE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remedial'/><title type='text'>Hanging By AThread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Hangin' by a thread&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;That's how I felt after yesterday's Bar. I thought it would be relieving because it will be the end of our agony as barristers. The end is last in execution but first in intention. But it was not as good as expected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Remedial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remedial Law, bearing the greatest percentage in the Bar (20%), was another arduous exam for all of us. The length of the exam was shocking as ever. One subquestion with 2% needs 3 answers. How could that be? The questions are reasonable. But the length of the exam isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;LEPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expected the morning subject would knock me out of contention. But there comes the much lengthy Legal Ethics and Practical Exercises (LEPE) in the afternoon. With 4 legal forms, lawyer's oath, and numerous case problems, my writing hand is cramped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing marathon at its best. I was really disappointed because I wasn't able to finish LEPE . &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Time's up. Please rise.&lt;/span&gt; Those were the words of the headwatcher and she said it while I'm just about to draft the last legal form - an information. I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Di ko natapos&lt;/em&gt;," I told myself. But I think it was uttered loud enough for my seatmate to hear. With a disgruntled face, he said: "&lt;em&gt;Ano di mo natapos. Bakit? Maikli lang ang information ba't di mo tinapos?&lt;/em&gt;" He was also my seatmate on the first exam so we're a bit closer when last Sunday came. Of course, I wanted to finish the exam but I mismanaged my time. It was really too long and I know he knows it. But what he said made me worry much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6141883587934857913?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6141883587934857913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6141883587934857913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6141883587934857913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6141883587934857913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/10/hanging-on-athread.html' title='Hanging By AThread'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8393088425327699650</id><published>2009-09-28T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:46:56.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ondoy'/><title type='text'>Ondoy's Wrath Flooded The City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.news.nfo.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/ondoy-flood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 269px;" src="http://www.news.nfo.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/ondoy-flood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The city was flooded, blame it on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ondoy&lt;/span&gt;. I personally experienced the wrath of the typhoon when early Saturday morning I decided to take a walk to unwind. No storm forecast then. The notes I 'm reading are confusing me so I said to myself I need a break. So I went. I never expected leisure would make me walk on flooded streets. No mode of transportation is available other than a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedicab&lt;/span&gt;. So I rode twice on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedicab&lt;/span&gt; to go back to España. But when I arrived there, the scenario's worse. I have to walk. It was flooded. It was hard to walk but I have to. I see light vehicles float. I see trash scattered all over. But I have to walk through to return to the dorm.  Wet and chilling, I regret going out on a stormy day. I don't even know if I have to rejoice because the Bar is postponed. I'm not supposed to be happy when another strong storm is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8393088425327699650?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8393088425327699650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8393088425327699650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8393088425327699650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8393088425327699650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/10/ondoys-wrath-flooded-city.html' title='Ondoy&apos;s Wrath Flooded The City'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7936074067400209755</id><published>2009-09-21T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:53:42.581-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merc'/><title type='text'>Lost in the Bar</title><content type='html'>Just one word to describe the third Sunday. I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Lost&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I was lost in mercantile law. The subject may be as broad as civil law. But it is in mercantile that I was led astray. I forgot my jacket in my room and I have no time to go back to the 29th floor to get it. By the time I got hold of it, the gates of La Salle would be closed. So that made me lost and chilling all throughout the exam in room 401.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mercantile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Denicola Test&lt;/span&gt;. Never heard it before. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Howey Test&lt;/span&gt;. Another alien term. Those were the problems that made me decide to transfer to part II with the hope that questions there would be a bit easier. Unfortunately, my eyes were glued to the the last page of the questionnaire which asks for a discussion of margin trading rule. Just how sadistic examiners could be. I could bear it no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our professors in the review class told us that if we do good in the 3 fundamental subjects of mercantile - &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;corporation law, insurance, and negotiable instruments law&lt;/span&gt;, we will surely pass the subject. The reason is that most questions are taken from those laws. That fact was based on previous bar exams. Too bad many questions were taken from Securities Regulation Code (SRC) and other special laws. Truth be told, I did not study much in SRC. In fact, I only zeroed in on transfer jurisdiction of SEC to regular courts. The good justice Antonio Eduardo Nachura could be making a new trend and I'm afraid it will be at our expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Crim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Compared to mercantile, criminal law (crim) is fair but just as long as the rest of the subjects. The chain of custody and the criminal liability of each party to the case are few of the questions that require lengthy answers. But I liked crim better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7936074067400209755?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7936074067400209755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7936074067400209755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7936074067400209755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7936074067400209755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/09/lost-in-bar.html' title='Lost in the Bar'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3506373905215215484</id><published>2009-09-14T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:39:31.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='civil'/><title type='text'>A Taxing Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Second Sunday's over. But I am still here feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Sleepless&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reviewed until midnight the night before the exam. But when my roommate woke up at 2 am, I did not know that lights would wake me as well. So I was basically sleepless on the day of the exam. With just 2 hours of sleep, I felt I was floating. And my head was terribly aching. But I have to take the exam no matter what I am feeling that day. So I proceeded to room 403.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Civil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on my self-assessment, I'm ready for the Civil Law exam. Of all the subjects in the Bar, I think Civil is where I am strongest. But when I read the problems, conflicting answers flashed in my mind. At that moment, I no longer know how to harmonize them. I was confused with the prevailing doctrines and all I could do is just make a stand. Whether it was a yes or a no, I have to make a stand and support it. Regret will come later. It was at this point when I felt all hope is gone. But I finished the exam at 11:45 am to reserve energy for my weakest subject - taxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, I felt the effect of my lack of sleep. In fact, I took a nap in the classroom before the exam. I also took a nap at the beginning of the exam. Good thing I did not wake up at 5 pm or else I will be offering a clean and empty booklet. It was maybe because of this that I got a '&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;well behave and good luck to you&lt;/span&gt;' remark on my permit. The watchers may be unaware of my slumber and they construed it as part of my contemplation. I did not know how I answered tax. All I know is the heavy feeling in my eyelids; they are drooping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in the hotel with my fellow barristers, I realized that tax was more tolerable than civil. Tax is hard for me. Matter of fact, it is first on the list of subjects that could give me a disqualification grade (DQ). But how come I fared horrible in civil more than tax? It was the opposite of what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifty percent of the battle is fought and I am losing positivism. My hope is turning to despair. My chance is going to the negative. I gave myself 50% in civil and 50% in tax - my worst performance. But I am still hoping I won't get a DQ. Last night after the exam, I called my parents to tell them how I fared. I told them I might not pass this Bar. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3506373905215215484?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3506373905215215484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3506373905215215484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3506373905215215484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3506373905215215484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/09/taxing-bar.html' title='A Taxing Bar'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1113548034831298217</id><published>2009-09-08T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:54:25.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poli'/><title type='text'>The Taste of the Bar</title><content type='html'>Mixed emotions.That's what I felt yesterday while taking the first 2 subjects of the Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQ barrister's headquarter was near La Salle. We were billeted at EGI Tower for convenience. I woke up at 5 am before the wake up call. I ate heavy breakfast, took warm shower, and fix myself to face one great challenge of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30 am, the line along Taft Ave. was too long, a bit infuriating. However, we have to fall in line for some SOP to enter La Salle. When I arrived at room 404, Yuchengco Bldg., most of my roomates were already there busy scanning their notes. Once inside,  I read my notes as well. At 7:45 am, all things were brought in front of the room. Only pens and light snacks were allowed to stay with the barristers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Anxious&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 7:45 to 8 am, it felt eternity. All you hear is nothing but silence. The absence of sound got me anxious. And that's the only part where I felt that. I remembered my professor saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never entertain premature fears&lt;/span&gt;." So I closed my eyes to relax. Close and open my hand to prepare for a writing marathon. Then uttered a short prayer. Then the first bell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envelopes bearing our name, school, thumb mark, and signature were already sealed. Then the second bell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pages turning, brains spinning... Sure, the battle has started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the Political Law (Poli) exam was tenable. It was pretty reasonable. Until I got to part II. Public International Law is supposed to get the least number of questions in Poli. But that was not the case in our Bar. I want to cuss. I want to stop writing. But I just can't. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied hard for Poli. I know I did. But I did not concentrate much on the answers for part II of the exam. I thought the questions having them as subject won't be extensive. Unfortunately, they were. So many twists. So many traps. So confusing. So many questions. So cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also in Poli when I have to erase a page in my booklet by making a vertical line at the center. I have answered the last number but I noticed that subquestions b and c of the penultimate number were left unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poli exam was way too loooooooong. In fact, after finishing it I felt I took 2 bar exams for Poli. I do mock bar to prepare but I did not encounter a single exam as long as that. There were cases where I answered one or two sentences just to make a good pace. I did not follow the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3-paragraph rule&lt;/span&gt; nor the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koko Pimentel formula&lt;/span&gt;.' There was certainly no time for that. The bell rang. And I'm freakin' hungry. I have to eat chocolates on my way to the hotel to ease the burning sensation in my tummy. I was so down but I don't want to lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Labor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking my lunch. I get some rest then returned to my exam room. I scanned my reviewer. The dogeared page was about wage distortion. I started reading it. I opened my bag to return the reviewer and found my codal for Consti. It was not supposed to be there. The exam for Consti is through. But for the heck of it, I opened it to Sec. 3, Art. XIII about labor. To my surprise, wage distortion as well as the rights of employer and employee were asked in the labor exam. I call it Divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem that I encountered in Labor involves mnemonics. In sexual harassment, my memory aid was i-h-o (intimidating, hostile and offensive). I forgot the i. When I scanned my booklet, only i was written there. I cannot recall the word so I thought of a negative word starting in i (I know it was not the word intimidating that I wrote). It was funny but I need my last resort. I hope the examiner won't see the disparity though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor law was as long as Poli, more or less. But the latter was only answerable in 3 hrs. If Poli with 4 hrs. was too long. How would you react to the labor exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Sunday's done, nonetheless. I'm pretty worried with my performance in Poli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1113548034831298217?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1113548034831298217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1113548034831298217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1113548034831298217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1113548034831298217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/09/taste-of-bar.html' title='The Taste of the Bar'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7750857423860809111</id><published>2009-09-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:49:30.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;It's my birthday. But it's just another ordinary day with the extraordinary pressure of the upcoming Bar. Who would be taking this year's bar exam? So easy to tell. Look at the papers. The names are all over the spreadsheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning after I attended the mass here at the dorm to give thanks for another year of life, I was not as anxious as I was after I read today's papers. Sure, if it's already my birthday, it means it would just be 2 days before the big day. So I think this is it. No turning back. Just breathe in. Breath out. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the filing of our petition, the Bar Confidant said approximately 7,000 barristers are expected to take the exam. And one problem that may arise is the venue. La Salle cannot accommodate 7,000 barristers. And the remedy would be to hold the exam at the Mall of Asia (MOA). Holy smoke! MOA???!!! No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing there's a decline of barristers. Some say the reason for the decline is our Chairman Justice Antonio Eduardo Nachura. They said he is very strict and meticulous. In our review class, every time we ask if the justice is nice, they would just say - &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He might have changed. He is old. &lt;/span&gt;He also belongs to the academe. This fact sends us creeps as regards the chosen examiners. They could also be from the academe. They could also be the cream of the crop. And that means disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are 6,080. A bit lesser than last year's number. And only 1/3 of it or perhaps lesser is expected to pass. I will just keep my fingers crossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7750857423860809111?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7750857423860809111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7750857423860809111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7750857423860809111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7750857423860809111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1587193452050465362</id><published>2009-08-17T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:41:25.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtless Extravagance of a President</title><content type='html'>Just how extravagant is our President?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The President and her entourage spent $20,000 for their dinner at Le Cirque, a French restaurant in New York. That's approximately P1 million! And it was spent in a not-that-important dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Bobby Van’s Steakhouse in Washington, D.C., they paid $15,000.  That's about P700,000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a not-so important but lavish dinner she spent $20,000 and for another meal $15,000, while most Filipinos are hungry and have no food on their table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of criticism, a legislator declare to be true that he is the one who financed the extravagant dinner. But I think nobody believed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not the end of the line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President also spent P2.1 billion for the past 5 years in her trips abroad. Yes, billions are taken from the nation's coffers to sustain thoughtless extravagance of government officials. The amount could have been spent on creating jobs, education, health care, and other salient issues of our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1587193452050465362?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1587193452050465362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1587193452050465362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1587193452050465362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1587193452050465362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/08/thoughtless-extravagance-of-president.html' title='Thoughtless Extravagance of a President'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3300554438653672739</id><published>2009-08-05T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:41:12.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cory aquino'/><title type='text'>Cory's Legacy</title><content type='html'>Early this morning I received this SMS from a friend. And I want to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The only person in world history who became a President by fate and not by ambition...&lt;br /&gt;The only speaker who has the longest standing ovation in US Congress...&lt;br /&gt;The only woman who led her people to win a revolution with nothing but faith in God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://allecoallende.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/cory_aquino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 219px;" src="http://allecoallende.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/cory_aquino.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Corazon 'Cory' Cojuangco Aquino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother of democracy.&lt;br /&gt;The light of our nation.&lt;br /&gt;And her legacy lives on forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the powerful icon who shaped Philippine democracy,&lt;br /&gt;To the pious woman who will be buried today,&lt;br /&gt;May your soul rest in eternal peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3300554438653672739?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3300554438653672739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3300554438653672739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3300554438653672739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3300554438653672739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/08/corys-legacy.html' title='Cory&apos;s Legacy'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1344800399194935027</id><published>2009-07-29T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T00:41:40.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propofol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacko'/><title type='text'>Propofol: Jacko's Milk or Death Potion?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boycevoice.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/michael-jackson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.boycevoice.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/michael-jackson1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The demise of the legendary pop icon Michael Jackson made me stiff for minutes.  He was loved by many. Matter of fact, he was a personal favorite.  He was unique.  He was very talented. He was full of surprises. He was an eccentric artist who values his privacy.  He has contributed much to the entertainment industry but he still has surprises to make.  The industry must've been so sad to lose someone like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned from the news that his death might be caused by the powerful anesthetic called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;propofol&lt;/span&gt;. He was addicted to it that he called it his 'milk'. He might not have the slightest idea that  his 'milk' would someday become his 'death potion'. Doctors say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;propofol&lt;/span&gt; is certainly dangerous enough to cause death if improperly used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who administered the sedative was his doctor - Conrad Murray. A case was earlier filed against him. If it is shown by evidence that Murray is guilty, justice should be served. Physicians'  malpractice and negligence are highly reprehensible. One who is entrusted with life is expected to exercise the highest degree of care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1344800399194935027?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1344800399194935027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1344800399194935027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1344800399194935027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1344800399194935027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/07/propofol-jackos-milk-or-death-potion.html' title='Propofol: Jacko&apos;s Milk or Death Potion?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7204889347078002967</id><published>2009-06-25T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:02:46.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AH1N1'/><title type='text'>AH1N1 Now A Pandemic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, AH1N1 is contagious and is spreading from one person to another. Matter of fact, it has become a pandemic here in RP. When we go to school for our review class, we have our temperature checked at the entrance. When they find out that we have a fever, they won't let us in. So inside the school, it is safe. It becomes scary when we go out and become more exposed to the virus. So what are the symptoms of swine flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Symptoms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cough and runny nose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nausea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;body aches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vomiting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;diarrhea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; It is advised that a person suffering from any of the symptoms should contact his health care provider. Early detection of the virus is easier to cure. At this point in time, there is no vaccine available. Therefore, it is important to know the precautionary measures to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Precautionary Measures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover your nose and mouth with a tissue when you sneeze or cough. Throw the tissue after using it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash your hands often. Alcohol-based hands cleaners are also effective.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to avoid close contact with sick people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you get sick, stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid touching your eyes, nose or mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is pretty difficult to be sick while you are busy reviewing. Time is of the essence.  Certainly, there is no time to get sick. With the AH1N1 outbreak, I become an instant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ascorbic Acid&lt;/span&gt; fanatic. No choice. I have to strengthen my immune system. Vit. C has become a constant companion for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ponstan&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dolfenal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7204889347078002967?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7204889347078002967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7204889347078002967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7204889347078002967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7204889347078002967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/06/ah1n1-now-pandemic.html' title='AH1N1 Now A Pandemic'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8673863190096935248</id><published>2009-06-18T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:46:59.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprises'/><title type='text'>Just When I Thought</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought I knew the person all along - I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I knew what was forthcoming - I thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some things aren't lasting. Some things aren't true. Just because I thought it wasn't gonna happen doesn't mean it really won't. Surprises have their way of making me startle for the longest time. And it's no easy surprise because it involves you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8673863190096935248?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8673863190096935248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8673863190096935248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8673863190096935248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8673863190096935248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-when-i-thought.html' title='Just When I Thought'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-453920209574259975</id><published>2009-05-30T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:55:54.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rape'/><title type='text'>Vanessa is the New Nicole?</title><content type='html'>The new buzz these days is all about Vanessa made more popular by Nicole's rape case. What is she saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view/20090515-205129/New-rape-victim-is-no-Nicole"&gt;PDI&lt;/a&gt; reports:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On April 18, Vanessa said she was at a bar when she received a text message from Jones. He joined her there with three other women. Jones invited her to a Makati hotel and told her that the friends they were with a few nights before would be joining them. They chatted for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Vanessa made a move to leave, saying his girlfriend might not like it if she sees her there, Jones got mad and slapped her on the face. She said he threw her on the bed and raped her. He held her neck while he repeatedly slapped her, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa said she was only able to leave after she threatened to “break the television with the remote control.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I am compassionate to the rape victims. But not to liars. What frightens me now is the fact that just anybody can accuse you of anything especially a heinous crime and make a statement to the media but without the intention of filing a case. How come she's not interested in obtaining justice? If all she wants is personal healing, does she consider it healing to wash her dirty linen in public? Just how believable is her recount?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa said she was only able to leave after she threatened to “break the television with the remote control.” I personally don't believe the threat is viable to a beast with the intention to ravish you. He certainly won't care even when a dozen televisions are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither do I believe that Lance Corporal Daniel Smith's acquittal discourages victims from filing rape raps. What it discourages is the filing of malicious rape cases to tarnish a person's credibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to commend Associate Justice Monina Arevalo-Zenarosa of the CA’s special 11th division for drafting one sensible ponencia acquitting Smith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“What we see was the unfolding of a spontaneous, unplanned romantic episode with both parties carried away by their passions and stirred up by the urgency of the moment caused probably by alcoholic drinks they took...”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-453920209574259975?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/453920209574259975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=453920209574259975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/453920209574259975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/453920209574259975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/05/vanessa-is-new-nicole.html' title='Vanessa is the New Nicole?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2528937220403956493</id><published>2009-05-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:24:28.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katrina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hayden'/><title type='text'>Hayden: Culprit And Victim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SiMoYoRO_EI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HlhnUJpHU90/s1600-h/katrina-hayden-185x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SiMoYoRO_EI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HlhnUJpHU90/s320/katrina-hayden-185x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342157986583215170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo courtesy of celebrityhotshotph.com&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I see it, Hayden Kho is a culprit and a victim all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's true that he has committed a repulsive act by taking videos of his sexual encounter with Katrina Halili without the latter's consent. A private act should be kept private. But that's not what happened in their controversy. The video was disseminated by a third party. And to their dismay, it was all over the net. There's no way of suppressing the effect. Verily shameful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He recorded it. And he must be punished for that. Cancel his license? It is but fair to do iust that. Send him to jail? Go ahead, he violated Katrina's rights. That's what justice demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But give him the appropriate punishment. As I observed, too many people are giving him prejudicial treatment. The shame campaign is not called for. In fact, it's worse than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;destierro&lt;/span&gt;. Humiliate him to the bones is too much a penalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we do that to rapists? Do we do that to felons who have committed heinous crimes? Do we do that to corrupt political cohorts? Certainly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice must be served. But there is no justice when it is beyond the penalty called for. It becomes unjustified to the other party. Politicians should stop meddling in the issue to get favorable publicity and not really to aid legislation. Some politicians want to  come clean. It is as if they do no wrong. Come to think of it, they've done worse before. Think in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pari delicto.&lt;/span&gt;People should also react to the issue with a rational mind. Trial by publicity is really a devastating thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2528937220403956493?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2528937220403956493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2528937220403956493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2528937220403956493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2528937220403956493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/05/hayden-culprit-and-victim.html' title='Hayden: Culprit And Victim'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SiMoYoRO_EI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HlhnUJpHU90/s72-c/katrina-hayden-185x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7280138223676610447</id><published>2009-05-10T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:30:00.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>I Love Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mother's love is truly immeasurable. Since today is your day, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama,&lt;/span&gt; I would like to express my warmest gratitude to everything that you've done me. I have kept my mum these past few years but I know how much you are cared and loved by us, your kids. Thank you so much for teaching us how to love and to live. Thank you for your endless guidance. Thank you for everything, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words you used to say, I say them now. The faith you have, I imbibe it now. I am part of you. You are part of me. And I want you to know that my life will never be the same again if I don't have you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with a love no amount of words can quantify. I hope I am showing how much each day of my life. I thank God for giving me one of the most wonderful mothers on earth. God bless you,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mama&lt;/span&gt;. We love you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7280138223676610447?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7280138223676610447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7280138223676610447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7280138223676610447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7280138223676610447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-her.html' title='I Love Her'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5859743667025426191</id><published>2009-05-04T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:22:18.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hatton'/><title type='text'>The Hitman Was Hit Pretty Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 479px;" src="http://ryanericsongcanlas.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/hatton-vs-pacquiao-tape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Left hook to the jaw. That was Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao's million-dollar KO punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the last thing Ricky "The Hitman" Hatton remembered before he fell sound asleep inside the ring. I expect this bout to be much interesting than other fights. And it was exciting indeed. But too short to be so exciting. I thought it was a better fight. But I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, that fight inked Manny's solid career as world's legendary boxer. Undeniably, he deserves the title and Filipinos have some reason to be jubilant about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5859743667025426191?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5859743667025426191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5859743667025426191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5859743667025426191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5859743667025426191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/05/hitman-was-hit-pretty-hard.html' title='The Hitman Was Hit Pretty Hard'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5364086266379980753</id><published>2009-04-16T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:12:01.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody&apos;s me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enrique iglesia'/><title type='text'>Somebody's Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1uRdpF9dzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C1uRdpF9dzI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Somebody's Me&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Enrique Iglesias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could tell you something through a song, this will be it...Listen closely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5364086266379980753?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5364086266379980753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5364086266379980753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5364086266379980753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5364086266379980753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/04/somebodys-me.html' title='Somebody&apos;s Me'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1193608789074164824</id><published>2009-04-15T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:03:18.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Face Of Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rookery2.viary.com/storagev12/795500/795557_888f_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rookery2.viary.com/storagev12/795500/795557_888f_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://worth1000.com/"&gt;worth1000.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;There are things in life we don’t like having yet we have them in our being. One of these is FEAR. Fear to try new things, fear to fail, fear of losing someone, fear to speak in front of a crowd, and a lot more fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear, undesirable as it is, is very real. And I wonder, if it has a face how would it look like? I guess it is a dreadful monster with a face grim and ruthless; otherwise, it will not make a man’s knees tremble and heartbeat wild to blow him out of proportion – suppressing his courage and losing his hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, I happened to read a quote that says: “The greatest regrets of man are caused by failure to try.” It struck me and sent me to deep contemplation. Evaluating and scrutinizing my life, I asked…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I waste opportunities?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I hinder myself to grow?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I become a coward?&lt;br /&gt;How many times did I create my own ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out – MANY TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of what Shakespeare said in his &lt;em&gt;Measure for&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Measure, “Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt."&lt;/em&gt; Then I recalled what Hon. Juan Miguel Zubiri said during his visit here: “&lt;em&gt;In order to succeed, we must have the 3 G’s. Grades, grassroots, and guts&lt;/em&gt;.” Guts? – Yes, a vital quality to succeed. If we are enslaved by our doubts and fears, our abilities and potentials will just turn out to be futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are zones within us. According to Sean Covey, author of &lt;em&gt;7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens&lt;/em&gt;, we have comfort and courage zones. Comfort zones involve the things that are familiar to us. The things that are safe and risk-free. On the other hand, when we tend to do things that are dangerous, risky, unusual, and hard for us to do, we are entering the confines of the courage zone. We cannot avoid pressure, uncertainty, reform, and the possibility of failure within this boundary but it is only here that we can grow and achieve our full potentials unlike in the comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you want to:&lt;br /&gt;1. do something different;&lt;br /&gt;2. gain new friends;&lt;br /&gt;3. audition for a play;&lt;br /&gt;4. join a prestigious contest;&lt;br /&gt;5. break a habit;&lt;br /&gt;6. speak before a large audience;&lt;br /&gt;7. pursue your dreamgirl/boy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about your doubts and fears. Don’t mind the whispers “&lt;em&gt;You will never make it&lt;/em&gt;” or “&lt;em&gt;You’ll fail&lt;/em&gt;” that reverberate within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let fears make decisions, make them. Face your fears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;[I wrote this back in college for our publication. In times when I need considerable courage, I remember this. Today, I take one step toward my courage zone.]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1193608789074164824?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1193608789074164824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1193608789074164824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1193608789074164824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1193608789074164824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/04/face-of-fear.html' title='Face Of Fear'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1165490006988416756</id><published>2009-04-10T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:11:44.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siete palabras'/><title type='text'>Siete Palabras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lent. One of the ecclesiastical seasons when I feel that my soul is full not hungry. With the words of my Redeemer, my soul escapes famine. With His death on the pulpit of the cross, I live. Saying forever grateful for your unconditional love, we commemorate your triumph and never fading words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was uttered as the Cross shook in its socket and as the heads of scoffers shook in derision and disbelief. These words are plaintively spoken as blasphemies, ridicule and worse were shouted at the Savior. These words were murmured as the sea of humanity beneath the cross roared its defiance, its hatred for the Lamb of God. He Who is all good had been accused of all things bad. They tortured Him with their mockery, their ridicule, their scoffing. In spite of this storm of calumny, he said those compassionate words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ taught us to pray:…Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love when we are loved is easy; to love when we meet no opposition is acceptable. But to love when we are hated and to love those who hate us, ah, that is Christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This day thou shalt be with Me in Paradise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ heard those terrible oaths from the sodden mouths of inveterate criminals who had been guilty of heinous crime and who were being crucified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside him were thieves. Both of them were begging for life. One wanted to hold onto his life on earth. A life that is sinful and temporary. The other begged for eternal life. Endless and blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ listened. He was silent. It was the silence that concealed the violent rumbling of His grace. And from His Sacred Heart flowed a stream of grace that touched one of the thieves at His side. From his lips came those words, begging, pleading: “Lord, remember me when Thou shalt come into Thy kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ gave His reply instantly. The words were so sure, so consoling. “This day thou shalt be with Me in Paradise. It was a promise made to a thief. It was a pledge to a robber on the brink of eternal damnation. And his sins matter no more. He was safe with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woman, behold thy son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the hour of His all-giving; to us He would give even His most precious possession – His Blessed Mother. Addressing her, and indicating the apostle St. John, He said, “Woman, behold thy son.” Then to John He said, “Behold thy Mother.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In John we are all represented; it is to each of us that Jesus says, “Behold thy mother.” From the cross He announces that she is to be the Mother of all men. He entrusted to Mary this new motherhood which she is prepared by suffering and love: “Be it done unto me according to Thy word.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling Mary woman is not a degradation but to give dignity to women. In a milieu where women and children are treated  second-class citizens, therefore not counted in assemblies, Christ addresses His mother and entrusted to her a new motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be a shameful cross on which the spotless Son of God should hang as a criminal, and worse than a criminal. His hands and feet should be pierced with large nails, His sole support as He was hanging from the Cross. His head would be pierced by a crushing crown of thorns; every sense would suffer, His ears from blasphemy, His tongue from thirst. It was a terrible picture which our imaginations are feeble to depict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical torture was excessive. The depths of the pain cannot be appreciated. His human nature cried “My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thirsts. He suffers physical thirst and more deeply, the thirst of soul. He shall save His people from their sins. That is the reason of the bloody scene on the Hill of Skulls. Since the sin of the first man, the whole human race has been caught and held in the slavery of sin.  And no mere man could pay the price. The solution rested only with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wounded for our iniquities. He was bruised for our sins; the chastisement of our peace was upon Him, and by His bruises we are healed, by His death we lived. We are thirsty and only He can quench our thirst. He quenched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He is also thirsty. He thirst our repentance. He thirst our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all a deep mystery of love that Christ should suffer so acutely, so bitterly, so excruciatingly. Christ’s mission had been successful, that the plan had been accomplished, that Christ’s advent to this world had reached its last chapter. His work was finished. He was ready to die. The task of redemption was completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Father, into Thy hands I commend My Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the last words to escape from the parched and bleeding lips of the Savior. His first thought was of His heavenly Father, His last gasp would be a prayer to His Father above. He had appeared on earth as man which He was; but so many had missed the more important fact that He was also God. It is this factor that explains all, that gives the solution to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said He is God. He proved it. He is God for all eternity. That is the wonderful mystery of redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[Inspired by today’s Siete Palabras]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1165490006988416756?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1165490006988416756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1165490006988416756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1165490006988416756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1165490006988416756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/04/siete-palabras.html' title='Siete Palabras'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8810672752516721596</id><published>2009-03-31T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:17:14.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chip tsao'/><title type='text'>You Call It Satire, I Call It Rubbish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;One 'satire' (as they call it) has of late become a hot subject in the blogosphere especially here in RP. The uproar is with regard to Chip Tsao's 'rubbish' (as I call it) article. Chip Tsao is a former reporter for the BBC, his articles have also appeared in Apple Daily, Next Magazine, and CUP Magazine, among others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referring to the Philippines and its inhabitants, he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;As a nation of servants, you don’t flex your muscles at your master, from whom you earn most of your bread and butter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given is the fact that satire is the use of ridicule or scorn, often in a humorous or witty way, to expose vices and follies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find his article funny? -I don't. As a Filipino, I felt demeaned and berated instead.&lt;br /&gt;Do you find it witty? -Rather crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Is being a househelper/domestic helper a vice or a folly? -Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;So how come they have the nerve to call it satire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know, journalists aren't supposed to write stupidly or rashly. They are persons who are expected to exercise fair play as opposed to foul play. But this HK writer is going beyond the limits set forth by journalism code of conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is a multitude of domestic helpers in HK but they are working hard to earn the penny that's all in the day's work. But that doesn't make RP a nation of servants. For all we know, RP is a nation of hardworking and well-rounded individuals who are capable of making a living in various dignified work. Verily, we blend like chameleons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am to ask: Is Chip Tsao fulfilled as a 'responsible' journalist by debasing a nation? Or by degrading a househelper who takes care of his daily needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8810672752516721596?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8810672752516721596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8810672752516721596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8810672752516721596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8810672752516721596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-call-it-satire-i-call-it-rubbish.html' title='You Call It Satire, I Call It Rubbish'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1056036668289862379</id><published>2009-03-28T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:22:13.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth hour'/><title type='text'>Lights Off On Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://anonymousradioshow.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 222px;" src="http://anonymousradioshow.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Six days past Earth Day but we still got 1 big event to participate in...At 8:30 tonight,  be  one with the world in saving Mother Earth. How? Just by shutting the lights for an hour. Save energy. Save the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you spend 60 minutes of darkness and silence? It's up to you. The key is to be creative. Anyway, this one's for a cause. And the cause is really good for the entire planet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fight global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1056036668289862379?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1056036668289862379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1056036668289862379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1056036668289862379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1056036668289862379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/lights-off-on-earth-hour.html' title='Lights Off On Earth Hour'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6929721810306903010</id><published>2009-03-26T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:50:15.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessica cox'/><title type='text'>Another Inspiration</title><content type='html'>What would you feel if you were born with no arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maybe you'll be devastated. Maybe you'll feel pathetic. Maybe your inferiority complex will soar like a rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not with this girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Jessica Cox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hoax-slayer.com/images/jessica-cox-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 301px;" src="http://www.hoax-slayer.com/images/jessica-cox-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's a ballerina, a double black belt, and a licensed PILOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://comprehensivephotography.com/Portals/Images/Jessica-Cox-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://comprehensivephotography.com/Portals/Images/Jessica-Cox-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fil-Am pilot is really an inspiration not only for people born with disability but for everyone who lacks self-esteem and confidence. People should focus on what they have rather than sulk in bitterness for something they don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6929721810306903010?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6929721810306903010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6929721810306903010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6929721810306903010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6929721810306903010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-inspiration.html' title='Another Inspiration'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8355982832896268301</id><published>2009-03-24T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:51:59.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Tuberculosis Day'/><title type='text'>HALT Tuberculosis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wegambians.com/gamnews/images/stories/tb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 218px;" src="http://www.wegambians.com/gamnews/images/stories/tb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.who.int/mediacentre/events/2005/tbday/en/"&gt;WHO&lt;/a&gt; headline reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;World Tuberculosis Day, held annually on 24 March, commemorates the date in 1882 when Dr Robert Koch presented his discovery of the TB bacillus to a group of doctors in Berlin. This year, World TB Day will focus on the efforts of frontline TB care providers and their crucial role in stopping TB.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wegambians.com/"&gt;Wegambians&lt;/a&gt; provides some in-depth info...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hen TB multiplies enough and flares up in a patient, 75% of the cases are of a pulmonary (lung related) nature. Symptoms vary from constant chest pain to a persistent cough for over 3 weeks sometimes including blood, also swollen eyes, fevers, night sweats, chills, weight loss, and the ability to get fatigued easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when tuberculosis (abbreviated as TB for tubercle bacilli) multiply by 1 infection per second. But it is undeniable that million lives are still at stake without a better cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to statistics, 1.5 million people die of TB each year. Today, World TB Day, volunteers and other medical organizations strive to lessen, if not eliminate the disease by making the public knowledgeable about the epidemic as well as its prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8355982832896268301?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8355982832896268301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8355982832896268301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8355982832896268301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8355982832896268301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/halt-tuberculosis.html' title='HALT Tuberculosis'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2009883997771889168</id><published>2009-03-15T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:37:46.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality test'/><title type='text'>My Latest Tests</title><content type='html'>Another set of personality tests to assuage the so-so afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My recipe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyGyd63riI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EzhVNkaJwk/s1600-h/recipe+for+my+personality.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyGyd63riI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EzhVNkaJwk/s320/recipe+for+my+personality.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773461600841250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My sandwich cookie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyHKTgLhKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nA3MQRLvc2Q/s1600-h/sandwich+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyHKTgLhKI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nA3MQRLvc2Q/s320/sandwich+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317773871121400994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love element...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyH4xVFQsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4nm7m_BdrCw/s1600-h/my+love+element.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyH4xVFQsI/AAAAAAAAAOs/4nm7m_BdrCw/s320/my+love+element.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317774669401899714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My kiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyIcCsbfaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fhfwGS4ziYI/s1600-h/perfect.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyIcCsbfaI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fhfwGS4ziYI/s320/perfect.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317775275358649762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2009883997771889168?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2009883997771889168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2009883997771889168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2009883997771889168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2009883997771889168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-latest-tests.html' title='My Latest Tests'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScyGyd63riI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2EzhVNkaJwk/s72-c/recipe+for+my+personality.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1364135317354836238</id><published>2009-03-07T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:20:33.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='francis magalona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master rapper'/><title type='text'>Rappin' Up To His Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScR6Wgu-AWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bu4cx_8zEZw/s1600-h/francism.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315507987366674786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScR6Wgu-AWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bu4cx_8zEZw/s320/francism.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Francis "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Master Rapper&lt;/span&gt;" Magalona was more than just an influential artist and entrepreneur. He was a moving inspiration to the youth and the Filipinos in general. His contribution was more than just &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mga Kababayan Ko&lt;/span&gt; (a Heber Bartolome original), Cold Summer Nights, and Kaleidoscope World. His legacy is how he lived his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Eat Bulaga&lt;/span&gt; family used to call him wordsmith. With his sensible lyrics and lively rap music, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kiko&lt;/span&gt; delivered the timely message of patriotism and love. One love. One blood. One nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will never forget about him are his profound words. He used his words as a tool to enlighten people. He once said: "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Imbes na manira, gumawa. Imbes na magsawa, magsimula.&lt;/span&gt;" A man with the wisdom and character as his will truly be admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kiko&lt;/span&gt;, our thoughts and prayers are with you. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Paalam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1364135317354836238?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1364135317354836238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1364135317354836238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1364135317354836238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1364135317354836238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/rappin-up-to-his-master.html' title='Rappin&apos; Up To His Master'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/ScR6Wgu-AWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bu4cx_8zEZw/s72-c/francism.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4531000383585398657</id><published>2009-03-04T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:31:16.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebola-reston virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulacan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pig depopulation'/><title type='text'>Pig Depopulation In Bulacan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just when I thought everything was under control, I was wrong. Just a number of days from the day I learned that Philippines is ebola-reston-free, another news about the worsening outbreak shocked me. The media reported that 2 individuals were positive for the ebola-reston antibodies. To make the long story short, here comes the culling of 16,000 hogs which necessitates P16-17 million budget. Holy smoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another downside is the closure of the affected piggeries in Pandi, Bulacan. So a good number of piggeries will add up the burgeoning individuals deemed laid off. And we are just consoled by the fact that the virus is now under control (in the truest sense of the word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope the crisis will end soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4531000383585398657?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4531000383585398657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4531000383585398657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4531000383585398657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4531000383585398657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/03/pig-depopulation-in-bulacan.html' title='Pig Depopulation In Bulacan'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3905466264176358504</id><published>2009-02-25T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:11:08.833-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ash wednesday'/><title type='text'>Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"From dust you came, to dust you will return."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the essence of Ash Wednesday. It's reminding people that life here on earth is not permanent. Soon this will come to an end. We are made from dust and we will return to that form in God's perfect time. At the end of it all, what is really important is not what we are but who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash Wednesday also reminds us that Jesus changed the symbol of the cross from disgrace to grace. Before, the cross is revered as the symbol of punishment and shame. With Jesus' death, it became a symbol of salvation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3905466264176358504?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3905466264176358504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3905466264176358504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3905466264176358504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3905466264176358504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/02/ashes-to-ashes-dust-to-dust.html' title='Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1245819812415557894</id><published>2009-02-14T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:32:44.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keith urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making memories of us'/><title type='text'>Making Memories Of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1y1oW_CBoAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1y1oW_CBoAE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first time I get the chance to listen to this song, I remember you. I want you to know that your memories are well taken care of. Happy Hearts Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1245819812415557894?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1245819812415557894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1245819812415557894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1245819812415557894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1245819812415557894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-memories-of-us.html' title='Making Memories Of Us'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2558937155412710171</id><published>2009-02-08T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:02:08.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Toying With Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_hXUOEMRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0QUHcXqSA60/s1600-h/colefaxchoco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_hXUOEMRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0QUHcXqSA60/s320/colefaxchoco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300703077119308050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(photo from colefaxchocolates.com.au)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Toying with food is a big no-no. But exploring the culinary world has given that bad habit a positive new light. Not that they wanted people to waste food. Rather, they wanted them to enjoy food better than they used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to some contemporary psychologists, playing with food can help cure food phobias and help fussy eaters. As such, food designers are bringing a third dimension to the table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's putting creativity to work luring the eyes not just the taste buds. Real-size white chocolate stiletto with a marzipan heel,  chocolate suppositories, solid silver lipstick case containing Lolita-red strawberry chocolate, green eggs filled with mango mush and coconut milk, chocolate-filled syringes, and a lot more. All tempting and edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Looks good. Tastes even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2558937155412710171?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2558937155412710171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2558937155412710171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2558937155412710171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2558937155412710171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/02/toying-with-food.html' title='Toying With Food'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_hXUOEMRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/0QUHcXqSA60/s72-c/colefaxchoco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6549662371690366021</id><published>2009-02-06T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:34:59.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super-snake'/><title type='text'>Meet The Mother of All Snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_VwXksLpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/miZauZbLsR0/s1600-h/snake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_VwXksLpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/miZauZbLsR0/s200/snake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300690313376706194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo courtesy of LA Times&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At 2,500 pounds and as long as a school bus, Titanoboa could swallow crocodiles. It lived after dinosaurs died out, and changes scientists' ideas about 'how big a snake can be.'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you seen a snake? Maybe yes, maybe no. But I'm sure you haven't seen a 43-foot and 2,500-pound behemoth. A fossil of the gigantic snake was recently found in Columbia. Imagine the super-snake's appetite. Imagine how it went wild and wilder. Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6549662371690366021?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6549662371690366021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6549662371690366021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6549662371690366021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6549662371690366021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/02/meet-mother-of-all-snakes.html' title='Meet The Mother of All Snakes'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SY_VwXksLpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/miZauZbLsR0/s72-c/snake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8806966486562379731</id><published>2009-01-25T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:00:48.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral insanity'/><title type='text'>Moral Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Round and round and round it goes, where it stops nobody knows…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, world keeps turning, people keep evolving. Bad thing about evolution is that it corrupts morals inch by inch. Moral insanity that is. High-end gadgets – mobile phones, movie players, computers, and other techie things – make it easy for just about anybody to mar a well-cherished reputation or put a stain to life. When I get to contemplate things, I really appreciate those times when morality was likened to a precious gem. Nowadays, it can be likened to nothing but a tin in a bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One obscene or vicious movie can give you a juvie rapist or murderer. Emails can poison the soul. Idiot box can persuade people to think it is okay to swap spouses. SMS can lead to betrayal. True, technology gives us more opportunity to sin, way easier for that matter. I wish I can say ‘nothing further’. Wondering far and wide, I wish every kid good foundation so they can take pleasure in technology without having their morals corrupted. Parents, be a good example to your kids. It pays off. You know for sure that it takes a lifetime to build reputation and seconds to ruin it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8806966486562379731?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8806966486562379731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8806966486562379731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8806966486562379731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8806966486562379731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/01/moral-insanity.html' title='Moral Insanity'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4010225860507881755</id><published>2009-01-23T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:34:28.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downadup virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conficker'/><title type='text'>Worm Wriggles Into Cyberspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conficker &lt;/span&gt;a.k.a. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Downadup&lt;/span&gt; wriggles into cyberspace to infect millions of computers worldwide. The malware (malicious software) is exponentially multiplying at the rate of 1 million a day, making it the biggest virus by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's troubling about the virus is that it triggers password cracking.  Yes, it hacks passwords! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To circumvent this, experts advise mixing numbers, punctuation marks, and uppercase letters in creating passwords. So what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a piece of paper. Do some scribbling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conficker&lt;/span&gt; can't hack the passwords on your paper. Neither can it hack the tough password combi in your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4010225860507881755?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4010225860507881755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4010225860507881755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4010225860507881755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4010225860507881755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/01/worm-wriggles-into-cyberspace.html' title='Worm Wriggles Into Cyberspace'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7656182231702269612</id><published>2009-01-21T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:15:45.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='44th US President'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barack obama'/><title type='text'>Obama Takes His Oath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amidst the ballooning economic crisis, bedlam, job shed, cessation of businesses, what can the 44th US President say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whoisbarackobama.name/who-is-barack-obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 279px;" src="http://whoisbarackobama.name/who-is-barack-obama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his Inaugural address, Barack Obama, the first African-American US President said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"xxx America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With high hopes, I'd like to wish the young president peace and prosperity. May he be an instrument to his nation's ideals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7656182231702269612?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7656182231702269612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7656182231702269612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7656182231702269612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7656182231702269612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/01/obama-takes-his-oath.html' title='Obama Takes His Oath'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-723026876107340018</id><published>2009-01-18T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:16:28.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmonella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><title type='text'>Salmonella In Peanut Butter Items</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Peanuts are driving food companies nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, esteemed companies and grocers are busy recalling peanut butter items to cut short damage and maladies that have affected some Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;General Mills Inc. and grocers Kroger Co., Safeway Inc. and Meijer Inc. have joined the growing list of food companies and retailers pulling items with peanut butter amid a salmonella outbreak that has killed at least six people and sickened more than 470 others in 43 states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Food and Drug Administration has traced the outbreak to a Georgia plant owned by Peanut Corporation of America, which manufactures peanut butter and peanut paste for distribution to institutions and food companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Peanut butter is supposed to be sweet and sumptuous but never lethal, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-723026876107340018?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/723026876107340018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=723026876107340018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/723026876107340018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/723026876107340018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/01/salmonella-in-peanut-butter-items.html' title='Salmonella In Peanut Butter Items'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8370239341248619930</id><published>2009-01-03T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:35:53.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3S'/><title type='text'>The 3 S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Brand new year, brand new endeavor. I've been thinking of this thing lately. It keeps me up almost every night. It's exciting. It's frightening. Certainly, this is not for the faint of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking. Always am. But I admit I lack the diligence it takes to be a victor.  In order to  be successful, the 3 S is essential. We need to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HARPEN THE SOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ACRIFICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  I need to stick to them all throughout. But I have to zero in on the last S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8370239341248619930?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8370239341248619930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8370239341248619930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8370239341248619930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8370239341248619930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-s.html' title='The 3 S'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8224021805706321257</id><published>2008-12-30T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:51:30.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><title type='text'>CONfused</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Confusion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I know not where my life is heading,&lt;br /&gt;My mind is baffled by nostalgia and dreading.&lt;br /&gt;I breathe death, I know I'm dying,&lt;br /&gt;Not really living, barely surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people dying to live,&lt;br /&gt;Unlike them, I'm living to die.&lt;br /&gt;Is there light at the break of dawn?&lt;br /&gt;Or deep bleakness will spawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Is there any hope for me?&lt;br /&gt;Who sees any?&lt;br /&gt;I am attacked, besieged, defeated.&lt;br /&gt;Am I cursed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Danger around me is black,&lt;br /&gt;The grave sets trap quite right.&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing but dusk,&lt;br /&gt;Dark as death, dim as night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clock ticks and days pass by,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot look at my own shady eye.&lt;br /&gt;I feel weak, where's my spirit?&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost in this place, there's no exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any hope for me?&lt;br /&gt;Who sees any?&lt;br /&gt;I am attacked, besieged, defeated.&lt;br /&gt;...Yes, I am doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~\\-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cOn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-//~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8224021805706321257?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8224021805706321257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8224021805706321257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8224021805706321257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8224021805706321257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/confused.html' title='CONfused'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-308451444670403817</id><published>2008-12-15T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:17:45.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe'/><title type='text'>Shooed Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45298000/jpg/_45298115_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 211px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45298000/jpg/_45298115_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(photo courtesy of BBC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooed Bush, literally. That means to shoo with a shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;An enraged Iraqi journalist, Al-Zaidi, who had previously been kidnapped, failed to keep his cool and threw his size 10 shoe at Bush during a prescon in his domicile. Hmm - the wrath for the damage Bush administration has caused him and his brethren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-308451444670403817?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/308451444670403817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=308451444670403817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/308451444670403817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/308451444670403817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/shooed-bush.html' title='Shooed Bush'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2155786504960173587</id><published>2008-12-12T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:30:18.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebola'/><title type='text'>No Ebola In RP Pig Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pork lovers, you read it right. Say goodbye to pork abstinence my dear. Rejoice instead because there's no Ebola-Reston virus (earlier found in monkeys) in RP pig farms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strain was accidentally discovered when RP sent samples of pig blood to America to find a vaccine for another disease killing local pigs. Six of 24 samples tested positive for the strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, health officials of the country announced that no cases of the controversial virus was found. The examination was narrowed to 2 pig farms in Bulacan and Pangasinan. &lt;strong&gt;Result:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Negative for Ebola&lt;/strong&gt;. Officials said none of the animals tested thus far had the virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving for luscious pork barbeque? Or mouth-watering pork chops? Give in to temptation. No worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2155786504960173587?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2155786504960173587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2155786504960173587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2155786504960173587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2155786504960173587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-ebola-in-rp.html' title='No Ebola In RP Pig Farms'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3757811943989243686</id><published>2008-12-12T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:26:01.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moufflets.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://moufflets.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;When you can live forever what do you live for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the slogan of a blockbuster movie this year. Vampires stories could either be so-so or insipid. But I think Twilight is different. Quite intrigued about its fame, I decided to watch it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight. The first novel in the twilight series written by Stephenie Meyer. A story of unconditional love between a human being and a vampire. The story of trying not to fall but resistance came too weak. Then life for them became very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is great. It's stimulating. That's the reason why thousands of moviegoers lined up in cinemas in Europe, America, and even here in the Philippines. Movie buffs, especially teens, will certainly be entertained by Twilight. Aside from Twilight, other sequels included in the series are New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn. Much to see. And I will watch them all. That is certain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3757811943989243686?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3757811943989243686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3757811943989243686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3757811943989243686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3757811943989243686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6123672138359485918</id><published>2008-12-08T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:33:05.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melamine'/><title type='text'>Melamine Scare Wanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SUnBMcx2RkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/pnms7Mm0_MY/s1600-h/melamine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280964457696478786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SUnBMcx2RkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/pnms7Mm0_MY/s320/melamine.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With the melamine issue, China created a bang that rocked the whole world. Melamine, a nitrogen-rich chemical used in making plastics and plates, was recently found to have contaminated milk products worldwide and has been implicated in the sickening of about 300,000 babies in China and killing at least 6 infants there. The chemical was also found in a cleaning solution used on some food processing equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the scare is waning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, the World Health Organization said that tiny traces of the chemical are not dangerous in most foods. However, it joined America and Europe in setting a strict limit that should be implimented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A meeting held by WHO in Ottawa, Canada, decided that while there is no good reason to have any melamine in food products at all, a maximum of 0.2 milligrams of melamine per kilogram of body weight can be tolerated per day. Now, the standard is being implemented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;scribefire_account_id  = "86691";&lt;br /&gt;scribefire_campaign_id = "509088";&lt;br /&gt;scribefire_width       = "728";&lt;br /&gt;scribefire_height      = "90";&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://static.scribefire.com/ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6123672138359485918?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6123672138359485918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6123672138359485918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6123672138359485918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6123672138359485918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/melamine-scare-wanes.html' title='Melamine Scare Wanes'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SUnBMcx2RkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/pnms7Mm0_MY/s72-c/melamine.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2138235556047740447</id><published>2008-12-07T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:36:49.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la hoya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden boy'/><title type='text'>The Underdog Does The Beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STh3B7Fw36I/AAAAAAAAANs/8BjM2ykeqS8/s1600-h/de-la-hoya-pacquiao-tale-tape-espn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276097838389976994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STh3B7Fw36I/AAAAAAAAANs/8BjM2ykeqS8/s320/de-la-hoya-pacquiao-tale-tape-espn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Golden Boy versus Pacman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority's bet was on the Mexican-American boxing icon Oscar de la Hoya. The ravishing 35-year-old 10-time world champ was at his lightest since 2001. He has to lose weight to fight the legendary 29-year-old Philippine pride Manny Pacquiao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why did they choose de la Hoya over Pacquiao?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Face value? lolz. The disparity in size, most obvious in Golden Boy's four-inch height advantage. Plus the notable boxing record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the overwhelming bet in favor of de la Hoya, Manny Pacquiao, the underdog, wins. He just handed De la Hoya one of the worst defeats of his career. Pacman peppered Golden Boy with punches from round 1 until the technical knockout at round 9. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STh28OPUrdI/AAAAAAAAANk/qsYKFdEXMac/s1600-h/pacquaio-vs-de-la-hoya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276097740451130834" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STh28OPUrdI/AAAAAAAAANk/qsYKFdEXMac/s320/pacquaio-vs-de-la-hoya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pacquiao prolonged the beating for 8 rounds. His speed and precision were too much for De la Hoya. The latter's left eye was swollen. He can barely produce hard punches. Starting round 7, he was just covering his face and torso for another swift attack. Pacquiao's beating made him accept defeat by just stopping the fight. He surely knows KO is far humiliating than TKO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview right after the fight, Pacquiao said: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"That's what we were working on every day in the gym - speed. Speed was going to be the key to this fight. I'm not surprised by the result, because I prepared well to control the fight from the beginning. I'm happy that I could give this victory to my country."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;De la Hoya was full of praise for his opponent:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Manny Pacquiao is a great fighter. He deserves all the credit. He fought a great fight. He was the better man. My heart still wants to fight that's for sure. But when your physical doesn't respond, what can you do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love it when the underdog wins. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson: &lt;/strong&gt;Never underestimate people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;SCRIPT LANGUAGE="JavaScript1.1" SRC="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/SCRIPT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2138235556047740447?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2138235556047740447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2138235556047740447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2138235556047740447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2138235556047740447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/12/underdog-does-beating.html' title='The Underdog Does The Beating'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STh3B7Fw36I/AAAAAAAAANs/8BjM2ykeqS8/s72-c/de-la-hoya-pacquiao-tale-tape-espn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-9167077961224701808</id><published>2008-12-01T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T17:34:59.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World&apos;s AIDS day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIV'/><title type='text'>Step Up The Fight Against HIV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSxLs2auYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/agZWyc4LkXA/s1600-h/aids+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035878133774722" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSxLs2auYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/agZWyc4LkXA/s400/aids+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSxDBplgXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/cbCVlwXk7H0/s1600-h/aids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035729098277234" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSxDBplgXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/cbCVlwXk7H0/s400/aids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSw8iDYt7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mj-IGgbkyqs/s1600-h/StopAIDS.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035617537341362" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/STSw8iDYt7I/AAAAAAAAAMs/Mj-IGgbkyqs/s400/StopAIDS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(photos from &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5jJICxlMF6H3ESX6n7n7VeBlKUd0Q"&gt;AP&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nextnature.net/"&gt;nextnature&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kris.mkrevo.de/collection/pics/StopAIDS.gif"&gt;kris.mkrevo&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dec. 1 is World's AIDS day. A time to wear that Red Ribbon, the global symbol for solidarity with HIV-positive people and those living with AIDS. You see, more and more people are infected with HIV each day and we just can't sit on our couch, stare blankly at the wall, and wait for our dear ones to be infected too. We have to do something. We have to make people realize the value of healthy and responsible sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FAST FACTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Definition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/findout/fastfacts/articles/0,,673310,00.html"&gt;AIDS and HIV&lt;/a&gt; are not the same thing. HIV (human immunodeficiency virus) attacks the body's immune system. Someone is said to have AIDS if their immune systems are badly damaged by the HIV virus, or if they develop serious infections connected with HIV. Generally, people don't die from AIDS itself, but from the other diseases that AIDS leaves them susceptible to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;People living with HIV:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 million people living with HIV worldwide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;30.8 million adults&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15.5 million women&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2.0 million children under 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New HIV cases in 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.7 million total new cases&lt;br /&gt;2.3 million adults&lt;br /&gt;370,000 children under 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HIV-related deaths in 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.0 million total deaths &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All figures from &lt;a href="http://www.unaids.org/"&gt;UNAIDS&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.worldaidsday.org/hiv-facts-and-stats/hiv-statistics.aspx"&gt;World AIDS Day Org&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sexual behaviors that can transmit HIV: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral sex &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vaginal sex&lt;br /&gt;Anal sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Other ways that HIV can be transmitted:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood transfusions&lt;br /&gt;Sharing needles when shooting drugs&lt;br /&gt;Home tattooing and body piercing&lt;br /&gt;Accidental needle sticks&lt;br /&gt;Childbirth&lt;br /&gt;Breastfeeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read. 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No, because I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my plan. And there's no room for reroute this time (remember, I took a detour in the second quarter). Although some best laid plans don't turn out as such, I want this simple plan to take its course. I have to put a halt to working. I have to end my 8th job (freelance excluded). Yes, this is my 8th job and I'm looking forward to being a free-spiritted bum once again. (wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, this is an easy decision to make. This is my first formal resignation and I feel that I won't regret this even a bit. No biggie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8789138296922835142?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8789138296922835142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8789138296922835142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8789138296922835142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8789138296922835142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-now-or.html' title='It&apos;s Now Or...'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2162277025408777859</id><published>2008-11-27T16:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T19:58:39.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorist attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumbai'/><title type='text'>Mumbai Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.economist.com/images/na/2008w48/MumbaiPaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://media.economist.com/images/na/2008w48/MumbaiPaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(photo courtesy of Economist)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSNBC &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27945123"&gt;reports&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUMBAI, India - They showed up, as they do every night: businessmen for meetings in the elegant restaurant that overlooks the harbor, politicians for cocktails in a bar with velvet seats and wood and marble floors, friends for a steak dinner by the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the shooting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions followed in and around the Taj Mahal Palace and Tower — a Mumbai landmark with sweeping staircases, onyx columns and high alabaster ceilings, known as the playground of the city's elite since it opened in 1903.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 119 people were killed when the teams of gunmen stormed the Taj and another hotel, a popular restaurant, hospitals, a Jewish center, a crowded train station and at least five other sites. A group of suspected Muslim militants claimed responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Taj, anyone who could ran for cover.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While reading the news, I recalled the September 11 attack. They have common denominator - pointing to terrorists as perpetrators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought the Twin Tower bombing was just a scene in an action flick. It was fabulous. It appeared very real. But the moment I started to recognize the anchor's voice, I realized it was really real. Part of the globe was experiencing bloodshed. Innocent lives were at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greater fraction of the world was astonished. Who could envision a fierce attack on the most powerful nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes Mumbai mayhem - multitude was killed. And terrorists are once again under close scrutiny. The coordinated attacks in Mumbai have so far left 119 people dead. And it's all because of their principle. Reasonable or not, fair or foul, you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Scripture says "&lt;em&gt;Thou shalt not kill&lt;/em&gt;." But why are they killing to achieve their so-called biblical end? Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2162277025408777859?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2162277025408777859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2162277025408777859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2162277025408777859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2162277025408777859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/mumbai-mayhem.html' title='Mumbai Mayhem'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-515608531930854048</id><published>2008-11-26T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:10:53.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novelist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidney sheldon'/><title type='text'>SHELDONism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheldonism.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the coinage? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sheldonism is a strong belief that &lt;a href="http://www.thebiographychannel.co.uk/biography_story/692:789/1/Sidney_Sheldon.htm"&gt;Sidney Sheldon&lt;/a&gt; novels are riveting, captivating and a must-read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (*wink)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sheldon was an Academy Award-winning Broadway playwright, Hollywood TV and movie screenwriter, and a best-selling novelist. At age 89, he died from complications arising from pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really good. And I'm happy to know that Sheldonism is everywhere. My best buddy, some of my classmates back in high school and college, as well as my colleagues share the same fetish too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kept some Sheldonism mementos but I don't have them now. Blame it to a friend suffering from selective amnesia. You know, always forgetting what it is to be returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing a Sheldonist is nice enough to send me pdf files. Thanks Raymond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes a &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; prolific novelist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheldon confessed: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I try to write my books so the reader can't put them down. I try to construct them so when the reader gets to the end of a chapter, he or she has to read just one more chapter. It's the technique of the old Saturday afternoon serial: leave the guy hanging on the edge of the cliff at the end of the chapter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His best-selling novels include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07fUKvAqqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/eF0TAvp92sY/s1600-h/sidney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07fUKvAqqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/eF0TAvp92sY/s320/sidney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426520138599934626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of the 18 bestsellers, Ive read the 16. Oh yeah, I'm not a Sheldon fanatic. Not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm dying to read &lt;em&gt;The Naked Face&lt;/em&gt;, his first novel which make him grab an Edgar Allan Poe Award. That's his only novel with a man as the lead character (I've been looking for a copy but I can't find one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail the master storyteller. A toast to Sheldon. A toast to women empowering writing. He's one helluva writer - really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm completing my novel collection authored by &lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/biographies/index.cfm?author_number=184"&gt;Sandra Brown&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/biography/danielle-steel/"&gt;Danielle Steel&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.123exp-biographies.com/t/00034083258/"&gt;John Grisham&lt;/a&gt;. But I love Sheldon's work best. I'm also thankful to Lala bear for giving me a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/biography/agatha-christie/"&gt;Agatha Christie&lt;/a&gt;'s "&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hercule_Poirot"&gt;Hercule Poirot's Christmas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." I love the twist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-515608531930854048?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/515608531930854048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=515608531930854048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/515608531930854048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/515608531930854048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/sheldonism.html' title='SHELDONism'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07fUKvAqqI/AAAAAAAAAQM/eF0TAvp92sY/s72-c/sidney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8438245012071813573</id><published>2008-11-23T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:54:21.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abortion'/><title type='text'>I Am Pro Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Silent Cry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was the title of a documentary about abortion. It was shown to us when we were in high school. The purpose: To instill in our mind that abortion is no less than killing. Worse, killing an innocent life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life begins at fecundation (the meeting of sperm and egg cell). Once there's fertilization, there's life. More often than not, even before the mother knew she's pregnant, there's already life inside her womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary showed the abortion process - uncut. It was horrible. It was gross. Using ultrasonography, I saw how the fetus slowly struggled to stay away from the huge forcep which bit by bit mutilated him. The movements were apparent. The fetus was actually avoiding the fatal intrusion... But to no avail. He was weak and still dependent on her mother. His legs were pulled. Then his hands. The forcep twisted his head. Then the midbody. Finally, the fragments were collected using a hose (which appears more like a vacuum or a device that uses suction). It was brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity the babies. Their silent cry were left unheeded even by the very person expected to care for them the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was in 1997. Today's abortion procedure is far easier. But still butchery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What pushed me to write this entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's 19. She's pregnant. But she told me she doesn't want to have a baby just yet so she's planning to have an abortion. She asked me about the medicine, the process. But I just can't spill the beans. To do so is to impliedly allow her to kill the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her not to abort the baby because he/she has no bearing whatsoever on her personal problems. The baby has no fault. Just the result of her sexual activities. Activities she consented &lt;strike&gt;and enjoyed&lt;/strike&gt;. Thus, she must be responsible enough to face the consequences of her actions. And never undermine respect for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What had happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That conversation wasn't my first about abortion. There were several cases before that. But the most striking was with a new found friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship came effortlessly. We shared each other's stories. We shared each other's lives. And we eventually became associated with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of our serious talks, she divulged her abortion. She said it was very frightening, excruciating. She bled right out. And her boyfriend was trying to staunch the bleeding all night. There were just the two of them performing the procedure. She was copiously perspiring. Cold sweat dropped. She was shaking. And hemorrhaging continued. She thought she was dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she survived the abortion process, she is constantly bothered by the plight. She said that was her greatest mistake, greatest crime. Up to now, she feels the pangs of guilt wounding her conscience. She felt she has not forgiven herself for doing such disgraceful act to cover her shame. She felt God has not fogiven her yet. She's still restless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8438245012071813573?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8438245012071813573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8438245012071813573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8438245012071813573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8438245012071813573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-pro-life.html' title='I Am Pro Life'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-231762850245505386</id><published>2008-11-21T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:04:45.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world&apos;s sexiest women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vixen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan Fox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monica Belluci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karolina Kurkova'/><title type='text'>Hottest Vixen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Clear the runway and make way for the world's sexiest woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386905284361154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe6dhseu8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/_3nle3hhZLE/s320/karolina.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Just when you thought it was Scarlett Johansson, you're wrong. It's &lt;strong&gt;Karolina Kurkova&lt;/strong&gt;. The sultry lingerie model has been voted the world's sexiest woman by E! entertainment television. She's hhhoottt. Why don't you wipe any iota of doubt, she's worth the title anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she's not the only vixen flaunting shapely figure capable of tempting every Adam. Think Malena. Think &lt;strong&gt;Monica Belluci&lt;/strong&gt;. In her prime, Monica's absolutely voluptuous! I heard stories about her. On- and off-screen. But the best story was Malena. And I won't tell you it was Jerjer who narrated it to me. No I won't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe59MU533I/AAAAAAAAALs/W_q6JYZ764o/s1600-h/monica2.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe3YnL8ZzI/AAAAAAAAALk/pN2OB0HJr3w/s1600-h/Monica_Bellucci-1024-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383522324277042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe3YnL8ZzI/AAAAAAAAALk/pN2OB0HJr3w/s320/Monica_Bellucci-1024-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And oh, before I forget, have you seen the Transformers? No, not Bumble Bee. She's flamboyant. But not sexy. I'm sure your eyes were rather glued to &lt;strong&gt;Megan Fox&lt;/strong&gt;. Judge her. She's one palatable chick! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe3N0XIkOI/AAAAAAAAALc/XZSi5WaC-XM/s1600-h/megan_fox_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383336882311394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe3N0XIkOI/AAAAAAAAALc/XZSi5WaC-XM/s320/megan_fox_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe3HCRhcZI/AAAAAAAAALU/j0bopD3kz80/s1600-h/megan+fox.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slurp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-231762850245505386?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/231762850245505386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=231762850245505386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/231762850245505386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/231762850245505386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/hottest-vixen.html' title='Hottest Vixen'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSe6dhseu8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/_3nle3hhZLE/s72-c/karolina.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8208346099514634818</id><published>2008-11-20T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:07:56.427-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pygmy tarsier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primate'/><title type='text'>Pygmy Tarsier Spotted In Sulawesi Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSYtgbyhbaI/AAAAAAAAALE/sBmojUJlMxo/s1600-h/primate-indonesia-pygmy-tarsier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270950449122471330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSYtgbyhbaI/AAAAAAAAALE/sBmojUJlMxo/s320/primate-indonesia-pygmy-tarsier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At a distance, you'll probably think it's a rare monkey. But take a much closer look...Having a tail like a rodent and reddish brown eyes like those of an overdosed owl, there's no mistaking it, the furry creature is a tarsier. Not the ones we see in Bohol. Make them smaller and you'll get a pygmy tarsier. So tiny it can freely slither into your clasped hands. Yes, it's a pygmy tarsier - a species which is said to be extinct. But you see, it was recently spotted in Sulawesi Island, Indonesia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so into having grotesque primates beside me but I am pleased to know they're still around for the world to see. And it would be much pleasing if my grandchildren's children would get to see them too, in the flesh, not in the old pages of history books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[source: &lt;a href="http://www.sciam.com/blog/60-second-science/post.cfm?id=tiny-primate-rediscovered-in-indone-2008-11-19"&gt;sciam.com&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8208346099514634818?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8208346099514634818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8208346099514634818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8208346099514634818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8208346099514634818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/pygmy-tarsier-in-indonesia.html' title='Pygmy Tarsier Spotted In Sulawesi Island'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SSYtgbyhbaI/AAAAAAAAALE/sBmojUJlMxo/s72-c/primate-indonesia-pygmy-tarsier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-217944323610926754</id><published>2008-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:12:29.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murderer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychopath'/><title type='text'>Inside the Mind of a Psychopath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inventoland.net/img/blog/loci.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 274px; display: block; height: 277px;" alt="" src="http://www.inventoland.net/img/blog/loci.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Inside My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Alone in that nook is me.&lt;br /&gt;See the tear fallin' down my eye,&lt;br /&gt;It's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to deceive you,&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to suck you in.&lt;br /&gt;I'm numb. I can't feel.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel pain. I don't feel you.&lt;br /&gt;Stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm destroying my life, suffocating my soul,&lt;br /&gt;And making your life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps ending it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you love what you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~\\-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cOn&lt;/span&gt;-//~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The free verse could be the thoughts inside the mind of a psychopath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What molds the father's tendency or aberrant sexual behavior to rape his own child? What drives psychopaths to do bestial or deleterious acts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Slashing throats, mutilating bodies, cutting testicles, burning cadavers, multiple rape, multiple murder...What made them cold-blooded psychopaths? Quite intrigued by how they think and feel, I want to sneak a glimpse into their mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Actus reus non facit reum nisi mens sit rea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; A Latin maxim which means that an act does not make a person guilty of his crime unless his mind be also guilty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When asked what made them do such repulsive acts, they would often say "&lt;em&gt;I hear inner voices telling me to&lt;/em&gt;." So it all starts in the mind. And their mind could either be their saving grace or their worst waterloo. Whether it's the cause or the effect, thing is, what's inside their mind matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's inside your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-217944323610926754?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/217944323610926754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=217944323610926754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/217944323610926754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/217944323610926754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/inside-mind-of-psychopath.html' title='Inside the Mind of a Psychopath'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4605565700851040223</id><published>2008-11-13T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:16:45.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philandering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>The Big Deal About Philandering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzcuqWR4VI/AAAAAAAAAKs/M4QsmRLPpEM/s1600-h/play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268328358316466514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzcuqWR4VI/AAAAAAAAAKs/M4QsmRLPpEM/s320/play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anniversary4u.com/downloads/2007/09/philandering.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Philandering may seem ordinary to some. But mind you, philandering is a serious issue. Call me an unbending traditionalist. I don't care. But philandering is big deal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've penned a termination notice for a philandering instructor. The notice reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A teacher serves as a role model for his students. He must not bring the teaching profession into public disrespect by having sexual relations with his student. Knowing for a fact that he is already married and is a teacher to the offended party, he should have not pursued his student to result in sexual congress. For his failure to live up to the exacting moral standards demanded by his profession, we have decided to give this second notice to formally end his employment today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As the notice was read to him, I don't know what to feel . Is it triumph for serving justice? Is it rage for the disgrace he has given his students? Or is it pity for making him lose his only source of income? Not only did he lose his job, he might also lose his family's trust. What I know is I have to give a deep sigh to release the heavy feeling inside my chest. Justice must prevail, nonetheless. The verdict has to be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzdOlRV5cI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VwWmhWKOLPc/s1600-h/rewind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268328906709394882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzdOlRV5cI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VwWmhWKOLPc/s320/rewind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These past few months I'm going out with my friend who happen to have philandering bosses (in their early 40's). They're nice. They're generous. They're married. And philandering...(whew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with loving?," they asked in one of our jamming nights where we eat, go places, play billiards, and experiment on drinks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"There's none," I replied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So they continued: "Therefore, there's nothing wrong with loving and having relationship with lots of women," they quipped.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Know what, there's nothing wrong with loving. It becomes wrong when we do overt acts that are wrong," I retorted. "Love is a feeling. And we can't control it. But we can control the acts that go with it. We have a strong sense of what's right and what's not so why would we go for the wrong acts? Sometimes we mistake love for infatuation or even lust."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"But we are just loving," one insisted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Do you think that's love?," I asked back. "You are putting the other person to shame and open to cruel whipping of the law. She might be charged with adultery. For all you know, you are making her life miserable. And you are calling it love?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Do you want your kids to experience that love you're talking about?," I continued. "Sure you don't because you love them. Now, that's real love. You think first of their good before you think of selfish greed. Because love is never selfish. The love that you know is selfish. It's not even love. They are oxymoron."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I added: "You think if your wife philander you would be happy to say hey, my wife is philandering. So cool, dude!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;They were silent for some time. And the moment they regained their sense of expression they said, "We wish that you'd fall for a married man."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, that's something to look forward to. (laughs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzdaWhbd1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ti90gowgKZY/s1600-h/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268329108908767058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzdaWhbd1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/Ti90gowgKZY/s320/ff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the future, if I found out that my husband is philandering, I don't know what I'm capable of doing. I think it will scare the hell out of me. It will unravel the wrath he never had a chance to know. (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is worth reiterating that there is no dichotomy of morality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it mr. chauvinist pig? lolz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4605565700851040223?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4605565700851040223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4605565700851040223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4605565700851040223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4605565700851040223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-deal-about-philandering.html' title='The Big Deal About Philandering'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRzcuqWR4VI/AAAAAAAAAKs/M4QsmRLPpEM/s72-c/play.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5051031079931012533</id><published>2008-11-11T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:14:54.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liars'/><title type='text'>Lying Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Lying Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nothing you say is true,&lt;br /&gt;You made it all up yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You treasure falsehood more than truth,&lt;br /&gt;You destroy people with your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue cuts like a sharp razor,&lt;br /&gt;You etch deep wounds at my back.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are glazed with poison,&lt;br /&gt;You spread dreaded, deadly lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cowardly slander will soon end,&lt;br /&gt;False accusations will come to a bend.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of your persecution,&lt;br /&gt;I will listen no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Your lies will hunt you down,&lt;br /&gt;Your words will fail.&lt;br /&gt;I try to believe you,&lt;br /&gt;But not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~\\-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cOn-//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5051031079931012533?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5051031079931012533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5051031079931012533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5051031079931012533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5051031079931012533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/lying-fool.html' title='Lying Fool'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1356939493408665708</id><published>2008-11-09T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:06:34.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>LOVE: The Truth Behind The Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRedU3owciI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s__NaOOti1w/s1600-h/Truth-Lies.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851271090926114" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRedU3owciI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s__NaOOti1w/s320/Truth-Lies.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;vs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRedd5U4yZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XVlD5QiSjzE/s1600-h/lies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851426163280274" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRedd5U4yZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XVlD5QiSjzE/s320/lies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People lie, a lot. White lies or not, little or big - still fibbing, right? I lie. And you lie too. But what matters is the gravity of every lie. What's the truth behind the lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most serious lies are told by (and to) the people we care about most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When it comes to little lies, though, our romantic partners see more of our true selves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The more attractive you are, the more people will lie to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Romantic partners are worse than strangers at detecting each other’s fibs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;When asked to ’fess up to their most serious lie, affairs are by far the most common&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;If you admit to a lie, it might not save a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ever heard someone say “If only he/she had told me the truth, I could have forgiven him/her”? Not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Think liars don’t care about other people? Often, just the opposite is the case&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #8:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;“I did it for you” —that’s what people claim when they tell lies to their romantic partners&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;True lie #9:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Even after lying to their romantic partners, liars claim that they are not bad people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do lie. But not that grave. Faced with a situation of uttering a lie or not, I just change the topic or hush. Either way, it do me a lot of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as possible I try to avoid lying. I value relationships the same way I value honesty. Lying is lying. Fibs are fibs. And as we know, telling lies spoils trust big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[excerpt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/articlematch.aspx?cp-documentid=11994310&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1356939493408665708?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1356939493408665708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1356939493408665708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1356939493408665708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1356939493408665708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-truth-behind-lies.html' title='LOVE: The Truth Behind The Lies'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRedU3owciI/AAAAAAAAAKc/s__NaOOti1w/s72-c/Truth-Lies.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1304315866598161835</id><published>2008-11-06T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:38:46.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let&apos;s make love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tim mcgraw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith hill'/><title type='text'>Let's Make Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't get me wrong. No, not that thing in your mind. And I dare stress my point - I'm not horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about a captivating song with same title as this post. Melody's fantastic, lyrics superb. Add in a riveting video. What could be lacking? NONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="FLVPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//3rd/flvplayer/esnips_flvplayer12.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="LT" flashvars="linkfromdisplay=true&amp;amp;height=300&amp;amp;width=400&amp;amp;xmlURL=http://www.esnips.com//flashxml/1/919fb235-e509-4bbc-bd13-50a2fee42868&amp;amp;autostart=false&amp;amp;image=http://www.esnips.com/http://docthumb0.esnips.com/imageable/medium/919fb235-e509-4bbc-bd13-50a2fee42868/?du=8726f054-b92f-1029-8a96-0017a4493db2&amp;amp;uu=9c4d18e0-8958-4c73-b2c2-d89f68ed7f61&amp;amp;dt=1166711723000&amp;amp;fu=5474b0f3-164d-411b-965e-e419a7aa220a"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let's Make Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Faith Hill &amp;amp; Tim McGraw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Monochromatic theme flaunting a romantic setting, adorable couple with stares full of love, with hands full of smooth caress, and a perfect song to make it just the way I want it. So sweet. So loveful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Amazing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Given the fact that I've listened to the song several times already, it still sounds great. This song never fails to take me. Its never waning charm never fails to lure me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just listen. And fall... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1304315866598161835?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1304315866598161835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1304315866598161835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1304315866598161835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1304315866598161835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-make-love.html' title='Let&apos;s Make Love'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7683910050977934495</id><published>2008-11-04T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:25:03.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>My Heart Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The heart. Sheesh. Among other body parts, the heart is the most difficult to understand. So here I am trying to figure out what it says. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://tickle.com/"&gt;Tickle&lt;/a&gt; and my "so into personality test" mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart or head.What dominates? My personality test says I'm a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Heart-Strong Idealist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKsmvnQ-VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/erD-s3nmzqs/s1600-h/head+or+heart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265460695965694290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 173px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKsmvnQ-VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/erD-s3nmzqs/s320/head+or+heart.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the right man for me is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Renaissance Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKv8MwH1xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d7DOBXDpE2w/s1600-h/my+man.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265464363099608850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 184px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKv8MwH1xI/AAAAAAAAAIM/d7DOBXDpE2w/s320/my+man.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What turns me on? His &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Romantic Gesture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKw4MGCb4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/eM-tvnU0IFc/s1600-h/what+turns+me+on.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265465393715244930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 198px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKw4MGCb4I/AAAAAAAAAIc/eM-tvnU0IFc/s320/what+turns+me+on.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my strongest suit is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKszuCOmTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lZ7y2rFE-vc/s1600-h/emotional+IQ.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265460918880213298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 179px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKszuCOmTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lZ7y2rFE-vc/s320/emotional+IQ.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*click image to make it larger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I took those quizzes two years ago and they still hold water up to now. Pretty consistent huh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7683910050977934495?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7683910050977934495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7683910050977934495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7683910050977934495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7683910050977934495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-my-heart-says.html' title='My Heart Says...'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKsmvnQ-VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/erD-s3nmzqs/s72-c/head+or+heart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7792085213908013031</id><published>2008-11-03T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:08:20.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photofunia'/><title type='text'>PhotoFunia</title><content type='html'>When you pretend there's nothing else to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOAF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QgVLAF9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jXw5D0-fMBo/s1600-h/pic+ko8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QgVLAF9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jXw5D0-fMBo/s320/pic+ko8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503854885705682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QdFmSKbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T4KJNuf-o0A/s1600-h/pic+ko7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QdFmSKbI/AAAAAAAAAP0/T4KJNuf-o0A/s320/pic+ko7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503799165561266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QZw_j70I/AAAAAAAAAPs/IIR4eSl6ZI0/s1600-h/pic+ko6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QZw_j70I/AAAAAAAAAPs/IIR4eSl6ZI0/s320/pic+ko6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503742094831426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QWsJw-7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/VhenK9rtBHY/s1600-h/pic+ko5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QWsJw-7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/VhenK9rtBHY/s320/pic+ko5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503689255844786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QTkzgQNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b_0fBctdksU/s1600-h/pic+ko4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QTkzgQNI/AAAAAAAAAPc/b_0fBctdksU/s320/pic+ko4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503635743817938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QQWDBHOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LbtvdpSOsr8/s1600-h/pic+ko3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QQWDBHOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/LbtvdpSOsr8/s320/pic+ko3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503580242746594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QK1QttoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i-PoB6UKbMg/s1600-h/pic+ko2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QK1QttoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i-PoB6UKbMg/s320/pic+ko2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503485542479490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QjhqoBnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WJqHDPHTAK8/s1600-h/pic+ko9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QjhqoBnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WJqHDPHTAK8/s320/pic+ko9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426503909779179122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell narcism. Spell vanity. No, this is hedonism. (laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;courtesy of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photofunia.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PhotoFunia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7792085213908013031?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7792085213908013031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7792085213908013031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7792085213908013031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7792085213908013031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/photofunia.html' title='PhotoFunia'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07QgVLAF9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/jXw5D0-fMBo/s72-c/pic+ko8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-3046756481536810731</id><published>2008-11-03T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:09:06.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality test'/><title type='text'>What Personality Do I Own?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ms. Karin sat next to me today and she asked me some sites that offer personality tests (she's a psychology teacher by the way). The first website that came to my mind was Tickle. When I opened the site, I saw the tests I've taken two years ago. A couple of years back, I was so engrossed in knowing my self a little deeper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the results: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My color is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What does it mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKr93wZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/POsjRWWMJeg/s1600-h/true+color+test.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265459993776880194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKr93wZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/POsjRWWMJeg/s320/true+color+test.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My identity is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Extraversion Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Balanced lifestyle - that's my forte you know. (&lt;em&gt;Chos!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKwkufyCoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/YFLdxmjoJ_c/s1600-h/my+identity.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265465059352644226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKwkufyCoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/YFLdxmjoJ_c/s320/my+identity.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am also a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Word Warrior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. All words. Just words. (giggles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKtB0nVJCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zffVHsbXd8A/s1600-h/classic+iq+test.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265461161164612642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKtB0nVJCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zffVHsbXd8A/s320/classic+iq+test.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right or Left? I'm a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;right-brained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gal. What does that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKsMoCCx5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mV5B6wXjotQ/s1600-h/right-brained.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265460247253927826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKsMoCCx5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mV5B6wXjotQ/s320/right-brained.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My buried secret? My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I did not see it coming. But yes, my test result said it's my career.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKvnXaPcAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/55_YNte8FOg/s1600-h/buried+secret.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265464005183369218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKvnXaPcAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/55_YNte8FOg/s320/buried+secret.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* click image to make it larger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Do I need a personality makeover? How about reinventing myself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Did I hear you say TOTAL OVERHAUL? Duh! lolz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;[via: &lt;a href="http://tickle.com/"&gt;Tickle.com&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-3046756481536810731?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/3046756481536810731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=3046756481536810731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3046756481536810731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/3046756481536810731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-personality-do-i-own.html' title='What Personality Do I Own?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SRKr93wZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAHU/POsjRWWMJeg/s72-c/true+color+test.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1172872800565970462</id><published>2008-10-30T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:17:28.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ibalong festival 2008 legazpi'/><title type='text'>Ibalong Festival '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="426" data="http://widget-3c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="WHITE-SPACE: nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=864691128475061308&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/p1/864691128475061308/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=864691128475061308&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/p2/864691128475061308/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=864691128475061308&amp;amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3c.slide.com/m/864691128475061308/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feisty. Festive. Fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the prevailing moods for this day. It isn't just me who felt mixed moods but all those who have witnessed this year's Ibalong festival. Not even the wrath of the raging raindrops could stop the gaiety.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1172872800565970462?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1172872800565970462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1172872800565970462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1172872800565970462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1172872800565970462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/11/ibalong-festival-08.html' title='Ibalong Festival &apos;08'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8549575970795186523</id><published>2008-10-27T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:28:34.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godpleaser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Don't Wanna Be A Manpleaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who do you please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world bespeaks of vileness and depravity, are you going to rejoice where evil lurks? When the law of the land is just as wrong to the ignorant as to the enlightened, will you uphold the divine law? Most of the time, what the world wants is the exact opposite of what God wants. But we are given the freedom to choose. Every minute of every day, we have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your choices, who do you often please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Godpleaser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;em&gt;Petra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many voices telling me which way to go&lt;br /&gt;So many choices come from those who think they know&lt;br /&gt;There's a way that seems right to a man, but it only brings him death&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go the way that leads to life till I draw my dying breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be a manpleaser&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a Godpleaser&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna have the wisdom to discern the two apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be a manpleaser&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a Godpleaser&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna do the things that please the Father's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some make a sacrifice and never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Some make a point of letting everybody know&lt;br /&gt;Some will live their lives as unto men, and they have their reward&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna do everything I do with all my heart unto the Lord&lt;br /&gt;I just want my life to glorify His Son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make my Father proud that I'm His child before I'm done&lt;br /&gt;No need to pat me on the back or stop to shake my hand&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hear my Father say, "well done", "well done"&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hear my Father say, "well done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8549575970795186523?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8549575970795186523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8549575970795186523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8549575970795186523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8549575970795186523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-wanna-be-manpleaser.html' title='Don&apos;t Wanna Be A Manpleaser'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5124499658283504803</id><published>2008-10-25T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:22:44.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Love Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.journal-online.co.uk/image_bank/picture/image/342/normal/don_t_tell_me_the_truth_about_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.journal-online.co.uk/image_bank/picture/image/342/normal/don_t_tell_me_the_truth_about_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What makes a relationship tick and tank? What makes a bond float or sink? When should you bottle up feelings? When should you put an indelible dead end? Here's an &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/24113/dating-101-eight-new-love-truths-you-must-know"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; worth pondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Spending time apart strengthens your bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Your inkling that something is wrong in the relationship is probably right.&lt;/span&gt; By nature of being a woman, you have a keen intuition, so you'll feel any kind of distancing on a visceral level pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a guy wants to break up, he'll often start to create space," says Oikle. In other words, he'll stop calling quite as much, it will take him a bit longer to return your texts or emails, and he'll sometimes be "too busy" to hang out. "For the record, if a guy is into you, he'll never be too busy," says Paul Coleman, PsyD, author of "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Intimacy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; If a man has a history of cheating on his girlfriends, he'll probably cheat on you too.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes a guy cheats on his partner because there is an emotional or physical void in the relationship. But more often than not, philandering is indicative of something wrong with him. According to Jay Carter, PsyD, author of "Nasty Men,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;He wants to think he's taking care of you.&lt;/span&gt; Despite the fact that many women are outpacing men on the college level and in the workplace, "lots of guys still derive their feelings of masculinity and self-worth by being of value to the person they love," says Allen Berger, PhD, author of "Love Secrets Revealed." "And they feel most valuable when they're doing things for that person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asdfing.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/make_him_fall_in_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.asdfing.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/make_him_fall_in_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If a guy tells you that he's not ready for a relationship, take his word for it.&lt;/span&gt; Believe it or not, men really hate to disappoint women. So if he's "gotten up the guts to actually cross the threshold and tell you that he's not ready for a relationship, he means business," says Oikle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Passion can grow as a relationship progresses.&lt;/span&gt; People used to think settling down meant saying goodbye to romance and passion. But research has found that young married couples are more satisfied in the romance department than their single counterparts are. Familiarity definitely has its perks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You won't regret breaking up with a guy you're feeling unsure about.&lt;/span&gt; Nowadays, women may be impulsive about dating guys but not dumping them. "In fact, a lot of single women will try really hard to fit a square peg into a round hole because they want the relationship to work so bad," explains Magids. "It's only after a tremendous amount of thought and effort that they finally give up on it." So if you sense you're with the wrong person, don't fret so much about walking away to find a better mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You will always be the one to initiate a relationship talk.&lt;/span&gt; Unlike women, who are conditioned to take the pulse of a relationship from time to time, men don't contemplate the state of your union until something's wrong. And even then, they want to work it out in their mind, whereas women want to talk it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5124499658283504803?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5124499658283504803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5124499658283504803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5124499658283504803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5124499658283504803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-truths.html' title='Love Truths'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2510072951028214346</id><published>2008-10-20T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:13:35.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dulce vita'/><title type='text'>When Reality Bites, Bite Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No-no-no. This isn't about vengeance. I'm not implying a gusto in the old "&lt;em&gt;an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth&lt;/em&gt;" rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is about a nonsensical (though sweet) ad I scribbled in a copywriting activity. So without further ado, I give you my crappy ad... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/switch/slink/images/200x200/girl_eating_chocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DULCE VITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When reality bites, bite back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Chocoholics behold! Sweet news is dark chocolate has gone guilt-free. Dropping carbohydrates and peaking phytochemicals and anti-oxidants, Dulce Vita won’t make you fat nor pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now, reality won’t stop you from a bite a day. So dream yourself some appetite…minus the guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, because I love it (not much now because of these annoying braces). Second, I love sharing bars with my brothers, friends and neighborhood kids. Most importantly, I'm addicted to caffeine. I love aromatic coffee (it's one of the few things I can't get enough of). I love sparkling soda (and I don't care if my belly gets more and more protruding each day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I love caffeine! I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it. I love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now you know exactly how much I love it. (wink)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2510072951028214346?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2510072951028214346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2510072951028214346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2510072951028214346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2510072951028214346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-reality-bites-bite-back.html' title='When Reality Bites, Bite Back'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4511834263046817100</id><published>2008-10-13T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T00:34:24.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Alonso'/><title type='text'>Another Win For Alonso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.autoracingdaily.com/images/featured/alonso_nn329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="363" alt="" src="http://www.autoracingdaily.com/images/featured/alonso_nn329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another reason to smile. Another reason to celebrate. Oh yeah, after &lt;a href="http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/alonso-back-on-form.html"&gt;winning Singapore GP&lt;/a&gt;, Alonso has yet another victory to celebrate. Pour the bubbly champagne. A toast is just perfect. Cheers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://formula1.com/news/features/2008/10/8522.html"&gt;headline&lt;/a&gt; of F1 official website reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major chinks appeared in the armour of the leading title contenders at Fuji. As Lewis Hamilton and Felipe Massa lost their cool, it was left to a former two-time champion to show the young pretenders how it should be done. Avoiding the first-corner melee, Fernando Alonso made the most of his second-row grid slot, excellent strategy and a superbly balanced car to give Renault an unlikely second successive win, making the team firm favourites for fourth in the constructors’ championship… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I just love his courage. I just love his 'no-giving-up' attitude. I just love how he drives....&lt;strike&gt;aficionados crazy&lt;/strike&gt;. I know he won't be a champ this season. But next season is pretty much promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a growl, grab your title back. Grrr! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4511834263046817100?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4511834263046817100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4511834263046817100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4511834263046817100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4511834263046817100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-win-for-alonso.html' title='Another Win For Alonso'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1887229727511190983</id><published>2008-10-12T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:17:43.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><title type='text'>Flummery Of The Flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/346/5/2/Lust_by_Violator3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 196px; height: 231px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://th01.deviantart.com/fs8/300W/i/2005/346/5/2/Lust_by_Violator3.jpg" border="0" height="481" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flummery of the flesh. Strong sexual desire. Craving for sex. Lust for lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you call it, no matter how you couch it in different words, it's still SEX - no less. So when does sex goes right? When does it goes wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex creates heavenly heights. It awakens earthly and animalistic desires. Yes, people are rational animals so craving for sex is just but natural. But don't forget the word &lt;strong&gt;rational &lt;/strong&gt;to describe the animal in all of us. We don't have sex just because we want it. We use our psyche instead to know if it's right to do it right there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have contrasting point of views as regards sex but let us not forget the drawbacks. Sex with the wrong person or with the wrong reason is the culprit that broke countless families. It is the villain that put to jail not-so-evil persons because of lewdness. Truth is, when flummery of the flesh strikes, it can unmake you. Sexual infidelities can turn sweet love into bitter hatred, solid trust into impenetrable distrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are searching for the 'G-spot,' ask this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After the flame dies down, after the steam clears, what happens next?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1887229727511190983?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1887229727511190983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1887229727511190983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1887229727511190983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1887229727511190983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/flummery-of-flesh.html' title='Flummery Of The Flesh'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2706874541711109851</id><published>2008-10-10T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:14:52.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>How Do You Know She's The One?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriagebootcamp.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/marriage-help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://marriagebootcamp.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/marriage-help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have read this &lt;a href="http://dating.personals.yahoo.com/singles/relationships/24088/dating-confessions-how-i-knew-she-was-the-one;_ylc=X3oDMTRmYW4zbjRwBF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEX3MDMjAyMzc1MjcyNwRrA0RhdGluZyBDb25mZXNzaW9uczogSG93IEkgS25ldyBTaGUgV2FzIHRoZSBPbmUEc2VjA2ZwX3RvZGF5BHNsawNkYXRpbmctY29uZmVzc2lvbnMtaG93LUkta25ldy1zaGUtd2FzLXRoZS1vbmUEenoDYWJj"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about how a man decides that his girl is the right person to spend his whole life with. What made them say "I do" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me the best answer was... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stand by your man&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Three years ago, to my surprise and dismay, I was abruptly fired from my job. It couldn't have come at a worse time: I had just bought a home and was worried about paying the mortgage. When I told my girlfriend, she told me not to worry and that 'we' would get through this together. It was at that moment that I knew I would never find anyone better. She could have left, knowing it would be hard for me to get another job, but she stayed, and I knew we had what it takes to make a marriage work."&lt;/em&gt; -- Chris Watts, 28, Windsor, CT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I do believe in the sanctity of marriage. But the saddening fact is - most people don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends ask me why at 26, I don't think of settling down. Well, marrying is easy. But staying in the marriage is another story. I've seen strong people fell into temptation. I've heard confessions about infidelity. I've seen lovers fall apart. I've seen remorse in their eyes. I sensed regrets. Sigh. It's so scary to know you married the wrong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://townofstmarys.com/uploadedImages/town_hall/town_services/Financial_Services/marriage_-_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://townofstmarys.com/uploadedImages/town_hall/town_services/Financial_Services/marriage_-_hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marriage is a sacred vow. It's a bond of two souls. You take your spouse to have and to hold from that day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part. How many couples you know stand by this vow? Only few. I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the back of my head, questions are fleeting. Come bumpy rides, trials and pandemonium. Will he stay by my side to fight hand in hand? What if I was struck by a dreadful disease, will he take care of me? Can we remain faithful to each other? Can we make it through thick and thin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If those questions are thrown back to me, I'd answer in the affirmative. I'll stay with him no matter what happens. Love is the reason why I'll marry. It is also the very reason why I'll stay. But what if he forgets about the vow? That spells trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm happy to see couples growing old together and keeping the love as they age. I hope I can do the same. But I can't do it alone. I need this one person. One true person to share everything with - the ups, the downs, and the usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2706874541711109851?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2706874541711109851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2706874541711109851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2706874541711109851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2706874541711109851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-do-you-know-shes-one.html' title='How Do You Know She&apos;s The One?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-1525913263457079926</id><published>2008-10-07T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:16:36.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviors'/><title type='text'>Top 7 Signs of Self-Sabotaging Behaviors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reality check: Are you destroying yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help you ascertain, here's an article written by Dr. Robert Anthony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having trouble reaching all your goals? Are you going for what you want, but feeling like something is road-blocking the way? Are you finding yourself "not" doing some of the things you know you should be doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be a victim of sabotage---self-sabotage. How do you know, and what can you do about it? Read on and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newlifeworshipcenter.org/files/HeaderImages/Page%20Images/depressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://newlifeworshipcenter.org/files/HeaderImages/Page%20Images/depressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Focusing on what is not working, not right or missing from your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Notice how often you speak about and think about what is not working, not right, or missing from your life. This only attracts more of the things you don’t want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ask yourself a new question: "What's going right?" or "What IS working?" Begin to notice all the things, no matter how small, that are working well. Keep an evidence journal and each day write down everything, I do mean everything, that is working and you will attract more of what is working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/381985227_1fad986c81.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="410" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/381985227_1fad986c81.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Being stuck in fear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you worry a lot about the future and what is going to happen or might happen? Are you thinking about your fears so much that you are paralyzed and take no action because of fear of what might occur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is time to put your focus on the present. We can't control or predict the future or other people's behaviors. All we can control is our own, right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself the question "What is the worst thing that could happen?" Then, let go and know that rarely do the scenarios we create in our heads occur. Take a moment to put things into perspective by writing down the things you can not change, the things you want change, and accept that the Universe, God, Spirit, whatever you call it will take of the rest. It always does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/03/20/depression_lead_wideweb__470x314,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/03/20/depression_lead_wideweb__470x314,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Feeling you have no value.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you forget all your accomplishments and lack pride in who you are and what you have accomplished? If you obsess about the past or your lack of success or lack of achievement, then you'll be stuck in noticing how much you lack as a person. If you often criticize yourself or can't accept compliments, it’s a definite sign that you have fallen into this trap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You can choose to notice what you do that is good and the things you can be proud of, no matter how small they may seem. Each day keep a log of what you are grateful for about YOU. When you hear your mind chattering about what you haven't done right or well, turn down the volume and turn up the volume to hear the voice that knows the TRUTH about who you are and how you add value to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledge yourself for at least 5 things each and every day that you did well. Each day, compliment yourself on something you did that you feel good about. Notice your small successes and accept the compliments others give you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://69.90.174.249/photos/display_pic_with_logo/6203/6203,1159286558,2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://69.90.174.249/photos/display_pic_with_logo/6203/6203,1159286558,2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Comparing yourself to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you constantly compare yourself to others and then feel badly when compared to them? Comparison doesn't motivate us to do more or be better, instead it makes us feel we'll never be good enough and we aren't right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Write out the 5 qualities you like best about yourself. Then write out what you value most in your life. When you go to a place of comparison, notice how similar you are with the other person vs. what is different. Begin to create a list of adjectives that describe you - at least 25 positive words about your greatness. Whenever you notice yourself in a comparison mode, think of some of the adjectives that describe YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lumiere.sopheava.com/2006/0426_losingMyShit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="154" alt="" src="http://lumiere.sopheava.com/2006/0426_losingMyShit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. Self-Sabotage – getting what you want and then losing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you not believe that you deserve to have what you want? When you get what you want, why do you often lose it or mess it up? What is the true story underneath - maybe that you think aren't good enough to have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; List all the things you have accomplished that faded away. Simply notice these things, but don’t place any judgment on the fact they disappeared. How did they bring you satisfaction? How did they make you feel? What is the limiting belief that you have that tells you inside why you can't have what you want? Be quiet, be still and listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write down how you felt when you had what you wanted. Write down how you feel now, without it. Then write a "bridge belief": A very, very small belief that feels a little bit better than what you now feel. Each week, create a new bridge belief, not matter how small, that you can really believe. By using these bridges as stepping-stones, you'll shift your limiting beliefs slowly and be on the other side of the bridge and able to maintain it because you will have a new belief inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img57.imageshack.us/img57/4294/f34bbbc4ac2f1faf8226acayy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://img57.imageshack.us/img57/4294/f34bbbc4ac2f1faf8226acayy6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6. You chase away relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you always feel something is missing in your relationships or find fault with the other person? Perhaps you are afraid of intimacy. Underneath this is usually a fear of abandonment or exposure that causes you to distance yourself from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Create a list of the qualities you value in a relationship and the qualities you want to attract in your partners. Express what you want and don't want to the other person and allow them to express the same to you. Create time to acknowledge the other person on a regular basis. Notice when you feel afraid. Don't try to push the feelings away. Know that the feelings are there and that is fine. Then, in that moment, focus on what feels good about the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/whyexist/skeptical_human.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="171" alt="" src="http://www.freewebs.com/whyexist/skeptical_human.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7. Having no purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Problem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do you feel you have no purpose in life? We all have some purpose for being on the planet and it is time to notice yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Action:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Write down all the things that are important to you – the thing you want to create in your life. Then write out what you want to contribute to the world. From your writing, create a statement of purpose for yourself that you can read each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stop worrying about not knowing your purpose and start creating what you desire now. It doesn’t matter what you want in the future. So start creating something you want in your life NOW. This action will ultimately put you in alignment and bring you closer to your overall purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-1525913263457079926?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/1525913263457079926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=1525913263457079926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1525913263457079926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/1525913263457079926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-7-signs-of-self-sabotaging.html' title='Top 7 Signs of Self-Sabotaging Behaviors'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2118351145296330706</id><published>2008-10-05T20:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:33:37.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='termination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonkers'/><title type='text'>Has My Monday Gone Bonkers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.3wisemonkeys.com.au/3_wise_monkeys_mad_monday_voucher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://www.3wisemonkeys.com.au/3_wise_monkeys_mad_monday_voucher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-m-i-g-o-sh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Has my Monday gone bonkers? Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the wisdom to discern. Give me the courage to be strong. With all these things that I am going to execute, how am I supposed to handle them all? How am I supposed not to care? Can I just don a calloused heart and mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing is totally crazy. I admit, this is the saddest and hardest part of my task. My other side of the brain is telling me not to and be still. (Sighs) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2118351145296330706?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2118351145296330706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2118351145296330706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2118351145296330706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2118351145296330706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/has-my-monday-gone-bonkers.html' title='Has My Monday Gone Bonkers?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5595491401978868570</id><published>2008-09-30T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:10:16.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nico Rosberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lewis Hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fernando Alonso'/><title type='text'>Alonso Back On Form</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.f1fanatic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/alonso_renault_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://www.f1fanatic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/alonso_renault_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What painted a smile on my face? It's the sports headline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Fernando ALONSO (Renault), 1h57m16.304s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Nico ROSBERG (Williams), 1h57m19.261s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Lewis HAMILTON (McLaren Mercedes), 1h57m22.221s &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.f1fanatic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/piqj_bria_alon_ren_08launch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="159" alt="" src="http://www.f1fanatic.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/piqj_bria_alon_ren_08launch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's an excerpt of an interview after the much-celebrated win:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Q: &lt;em&gt;Fernando, bad luck with mechanical trouble on Saturday but you made up for it today with a fantastic drive. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fernando&lt;/em&gt; ALONSO&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah, fantastic. A first podium of the season and first victory as well and I am extremely happy. I cannot believe it right now, I think I need a couple of days to realise we won a race this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, Fernando Alonso is back on form. I am so happy for him. After years of troubled career, the double world champ is wowing F1 aficionados again. Go Pando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5595491401978868570?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5595491401978868570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5595491401978868570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5595491401978868570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5595491401978868570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/alonso-back-on-form.html' title='Alonso Back On Form'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4486590685215958010</id><published>2008-09-27T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:13:54.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Life Is Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 27, 2008, Saturday. A date to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body clock woke me up before 7 in the morning. It’s a gloomy day. But it’s not just the day. It’s also gloomy inside of me. Why? Today is his funeral…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew him for years now. Before we met, I already know so much about him. Those things made me interested in meeting him in person. So we met…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw him, I knew he’s adorable and nice (he’s Mr. Happychondria – happy all the time). There was an instant spark. Chemistry is evident. And we can’t deny it. Feeling comfortable in each other’s company, we meet again. And again. And over and over again. Until the time came when we’re separated by distance and circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s not just miles and controllable matters that separate us. It’s death. And it’s beyond my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Life is short&lt;/em&gt;.” I read it a hundred times. I heard it more than that. But it is only now that I feel it down my core. He died at 25. He planned to do many things in the future. Those plans will remain dormant because he is no longer around to execute them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave us life thus, only He can take it. Our Creator called him. He went ahead. Sad thing I was left. Now that he’s gone, I can’t help but miss the words he say, the things we do, the games we play, the places we go to, and the dreams we build. It’s over. Is it really over? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Adieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cOn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will wipe my clouds when they’re gray?&lt;br /&gt;Who will lead me home when I’m astray?&lt;br /&gt;Who will hold me tight when I need cuddling?&lt;br /&gt;Who will stop my tears from falling?&lt;br /&gt;Who will make me laugh when I’m in despair?&lt;br /&gt;Who will show me how to care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea you’ll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea you’ll die young.&lt;br /&gt;I could’ve tried making you stay.&lt;br /&gt;I could’ve kept your warmth as you lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With whom shall I share my love?&lt;br /&gt;With whom shall I share my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m holding back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;I’m fighting all the fears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that I can't hold you,&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's futile to fight for you,&lt;br /&gt;There’s one thing left to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A-d-i-e-u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4486590685215958010?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4486590685215958010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4486590685215958010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4486590685215958010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4486590685215958010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-short_9664.html' title='Life Is Short'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-4920272732132358490</id><published>2008-09-24T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T03:35:47.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to let go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>To Let Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/285/0/1/letting_go_by_0odarkangelo0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/285/0/1/letting_go_by_0odarkangelo0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s hard to break the chains of loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s impossible to erase the traces of longing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if it’s your happiness that’s at stake then letting go is the best thing I’ll be doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-4920272732132358490?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/4920272732132358490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=4920272732132358490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4920272732132358490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/4920272732132358490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-let-go.html' title='To Let Go...'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7564564227857230591</id><published>2008-09-18T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:25:45.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Death Doesn't Bargain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your ex is dead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as simple as that. And I thought it was just one of my friend's ill-mannered sms jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sms arrived. It contained the details of his death. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pancreatitis"&gt;Acute Pancreatitis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;inflammation of the pancreas, a digestive gland in the abdominal cavity. Symptoms may include abdominal pain, nausea, constipation, and jaundice&lt;/em&gt;) - the cruel culprit. I'm sure my mind, upon reading the message, can't accept the glaring fact that just happened. I was in a state of denial. I chose to dwell in that state for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact won't sink in. I know it was true. But I can't accept it...just yet. Truth be told, I'm not good at losses. I mean, I can lose material things (which rarely happens) and dismiss the thought with a shrug. But losing people is a different thing especially if it means you will no longer see them for the rest of your life. I can afford to lose material things because I can replace them. But I can't replace people. I can't replace lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We separated in a good way - not so good though. But we've patched things up. Few months back, we were good. We hang out with his friends and homeboys. We played together. We enjoyed each other's company. I don't have the slightest idea it will be the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a total shock. It was a solid blow. Up to this very moment, I refuse to believe he's gone - physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel him. I am still thinking of him. And his memories will forever linger in my mind and in my heart. But I just want to tell him that I appreciate everything that he's done me. I love how he loved me and I will miss him dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for sharing your life with me. Thank you for the gift of you. May God bless you in your journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;One day we will meet and the Author of Life will lead us where we belong. Somewhere eternal. Somewhere where there is no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True. There is LIFE in DEATH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7564564227857230591?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7564564227857230591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7564564227857230591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7564564227857230591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7564564227857230591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-good-at-losses.html' title='Death Doesn&apos;t Bargain'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-2067376271223066708</id><published>2008-09-06T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:28:34.073-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NAIA T3'/><title type='text'>Bigger Is Better</title><content type='html'>Awrayt. NAIA Terminal 3 is now open to all. Domestic and international flights are pretty much welcome at the bigger and better terminal. Here are my candid shots of the T3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBPRsvu9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/7h_xybYHnZk/s1600-h/CIMG5121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253239221055896530" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBPRsvu9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/7h_xybYHnZk/s320/CIMG5121.JPG" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBKaFRG5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/V96iPqO5GPU/s1600-h/CIMG5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253239137406884754" style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBKaFRG5I/AAAAAAAAAEc/V96iPqO5GPU/s320/CIMG5126.JPG" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBfH-zkeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mXDYYJy7ZBA/s1600-h/CIMG5123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253239493325197794" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBfH-zkeI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mXDYYJy7ZBA/s320/CIMG5123.JPG" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBzLuMDJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/k2hC0Uk8OLo/s1600-h/CIMG5138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253239837926624402" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBzLuMDJI/AAAAAAAAAE0/k2hC0Uk8OLo/s320/CIMG5138.JPG" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdCIcAyTGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/W4WaqIELJNQ/s1600-h/CIMG5139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253240203076848738" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdCIcAyTGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/W4WaqIELJNQ/s320/CIMG5139.JPG" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDfkY_82I/AAAAAAAAAFM/T10NCnEhqiY/s1600-h/CIMG5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253241699974509410" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDfkY_82I/AAAAAAAAAFM/T10NCnEhqiY/s320/CIMG5136.JPG" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDpkBBlrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/53h-k1eGb84/s1600-h/CIMG5152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253241871672645298" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDpkBBlrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/53h-k1eGb84/s320/CIMG5152.JPG" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDMkyJ7wI/AAAAAAAAAFE/K_nne9isQWk/s1600-h/CIMG5141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253241373662506754" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdDMkyJ7wI/AAAAAAAAAFE/K_nne9isQWk/s320/CIMG5141.JPG" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFpA2czbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2jTeaiHTKTY/s1600-h/CIMG5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253244061256306098" style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFpA2czbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2jTeaiHTKTY/s320/CIMG5145.JPG" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFiYYdnqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AXz9u8BzJ4U/s1600-h/CIMG5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFdbifmMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/THGeDs2nhU8/s1600-h/CIMG5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253243862261930178" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFdbifmMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/THGeDs2nhU8/s320/CIMG5147.JPG" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFWVQByQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sOxDOmI0Lu8/s1600-h/CIMG5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253243740314781954" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdFWVQByQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sOxDOmI0Lu8/s320/CIMG5140.JPG" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdIaA-l8mI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pnLNYYLvaZI/s1600-h/CIMG5149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253247102127305314" style="WIDTH: 122px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdIaA-l8mI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pnLNYYLvaZI/s320/CIMG5149.JPG" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;T3 is posh and comfy. Foods are sumptuous. Books are good. But don't forget your atm/credit cards or crisp cash to sustain your needs inside the terminal. Posh and comfy equate to being pricey. Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, before I forget, delay is &lt;strike&gt;still&lt;/strike&gt; inevitable. But when you need delay, it's nowhere to be found. Brand new terminal, same old delay. How ironic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-2067376271223066708?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/2067376271223066708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=2067376271223066708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2067376271223066708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/2067376271223066708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/bigger-is-better.html' title='Bigger Is Better'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SOdBPRsvu9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/7h_xybYHnZk/s72-c/CIMG5121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7745589387742911581</id><published>2008-09-05T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:17:31.570-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September'/><title type='text'>The Dreaded BAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://christianityandtheconfusion.blogharbor.com/_photos/LadyJustice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://christianityandtheconfusion.blogharbor.com/_photos/LadyJustice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/SMErbZxfVjI/AAAAAAAAADk/O9D71YEE5KA/s1600-h/bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAR&lt;/strong&gt;. Just the mere thought of it makes me shiver and coat. What made me feel that way? Take this picture: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A total of 1,289 have passed the 2007 bar examinations, the Supreme Court announced on Saturday afternoon, making for a 22.91 percent passing rate as 5,626 law graduates from 109 law schools took the bar examinations September last year,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;reported &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/nation/view/20080329-127183/1289-pass-bar-exams"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;PDI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To note, the passing percentage was already adjusted to increase the number of passers. The report continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;The 22.91-percent passing rate for the 2007 bar would have been much lower, perhaps an all-time low of 5 percent, had the passing rate not been adjusted from the traditional 75 percent to 70 percent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;"Due to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;unusually strict corrections, it was decided to lower the passing grade to 70 percent," Associate Justice Adolf Azcuna said in a press conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;That's how dreaded the exam is. That is also why BAR is pretty much feared. Imagine the&lt;/span&gt; fanfare. It is the only exam that catches mass media's attention from the first day of the examination up to the announcement of passers. Imagine the pressure and the rigors just to be called &lt;em&gt;compañero&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;compañera &lt;/em&gt;or be admitted to the Integrated Bar of the Philippines (IBP). Attorney - just a title added to your name subsequent to passing the BAR. But getting it may mean going extra mile and be a victor. To some, losing courage and despair. To a few, losing their very sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September is one of my favorite months. I was born in September, that's why. Unfortunately, it might transform into one of my "almost" hated since the entire month is for the Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be going to Manila to feel the chill of Bar's first Sunday. Last year, I joined the BAROPS (Bar operations) Committee for the last Sunday of the exam. As they say and based on what I have witnessed, 4th Sunday of the Bar is no less than delirious. And that's not an overstatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I will be witnessing how barristers manage butterflies in their stomach, constipation/lbm, death-defying pressure (whatever that means), and so much more. Thanks to the Bar's morbidity. Thinking that I will be taking the Bar next year sends me creeps. Oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my friends, batchmates, and other barristers who will be taking the Bar this year. Give it your best shot! Aja! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7745589387742911581?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7745589387742911581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7745589387742911581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7745589387742911581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7745589387742911581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreaded-bar.html' title='The Dreaded BAR'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5329108570171088537</id><published>2008-09-04T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:27:56.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Nightmarish Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today's my birthday. But unlike my previous birthdays, today's the most nightmarish I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everything is lost...almost. I lost my job (though I am now working). I don't get to see my close friends/co-employees that often. School's over so I'm missing my classmates as well. Strange thing is, I feel that this is just the start. More terrifying things are yet to arrive. What's the feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Before this day is a strong storm. After today is a deluge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that way? I know, it's not good to trust your instincts most of the time. And I'm not doing that for the longest time. That's not what law school has taught me. I do exercise judgment without taking sides, without surmises and conjectures. Never whimsical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just for today lemme entertain my instinct. It's just so sad. Given the fact that my loved ones called me up, I still want them near. I'm used to being alone and independent. But today, yes today, it feels so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM MISSIN' PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5329108570171088537?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5329108570171088537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5329108570171088537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5329108570171088537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5329108570171088537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/nightmarish-birthday.html' title='Nightmarish Birthday'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-879563975350448176</id><published>2008-08-26T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:35:42.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sassy girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the notebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stardust'/><title type='text'>Top 3 Romantic Movie Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So you know Jerry Maguire's "&lt;em&gt;You complete me&lt;/em&gt;" thingy. What other romatic movie lines scattered like wildfire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the top 3 romantic quotes include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfondideldesktop.com/Images-Movies/The-Notebook/The-Notebook-0001/The-Notebook-0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 217px; height: 271px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.sfondideldesktop.com/Images-Movies/The-Notebook/The-Notebook-0001/The-Notebook-0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;So it's not gonna be easy, it's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I'm willing to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday&lt;/em&gt;." - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Duke of The Notebook (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that's what you've given me. That's what I'd hoped to give you forever&lt;/em&gt;." - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;excerpt from Noah's letter to Allie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/3773/stardust07xv1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 224px; height: 295px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/3773/stardust07xv1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine&lt;/em&gt;." - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yvaine of Stardust (2007) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chopstix.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/30wxszp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 263px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://chopstix.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/30wxszp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;This is the story of the first and last time I fell in love of a beautiful, complicated, and fascinating woman who inhabit my soul. I am pretty sure you gonna leave me tomorrow, so I better say this when I have a chance. Whether we are together or apart, you will always be the woman of my life, the only man I will always envy is the man who wins your heart. Now I will always believe that it is my destiny to be that man. If we never see each other again, you are out walking one day and you feel certain presence beside you… that will be me, loving you wherever I am."&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;excerpt from Charlie's letter to Jordan, My Sassy Girl (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-879563975350448176?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/879563975350448176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=879563975350448176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/879563975350448176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/879563975350448176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/08/romantic-movie-quotes.html' title='Top 3 Romantic Movie Quotes'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-8889377675011820750</id><published>2008-08-15T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:33:38.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I Asked..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Confused why your prayers are left unanswered? Don't blame God. There are just 3 answers: YES, NO and WAIT.  If it's a big NO, read this &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inspiring poem...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I Asked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked God for strength, that I might achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was made weak, that I might learn to humbly obey… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for health, that I might do greater things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was given infirmity, that I might do better things… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for riches, that I might be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was given poverty, that I might be wise… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was given life, that I might enjoy all things… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing I asked for –But everything that I had hoped for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost despite myself, my unspoken words were answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am, among all, most richly blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God is all-knowing (omniscient). We have no right to judge his plans. We are just His creatures and His plans are much much better than ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-8889377675011820750?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/8889377675011820750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=8889377675011820750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8889377675011820750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/8889377675011820750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-asked.html' title='I Asked..'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-7740119993955053728</id><published>2008-08-10T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T01:29:37.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kick-off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAR'/><title type='text'>Kick-Off-Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07j30n0JBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d11cVW7aPuA/s1600-h/sidney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07j30n0JBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d11cVW7aPuA/s320/sidney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426525149185975314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last day of my CRC review. They are ready to take the BAR. If I am to ask myself: Am I ready for the kill? My answer will be in the negative. The thought of it sends me goose bumps. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-7740119993955053728?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/7740119993955053728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=7740119993955053728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7740119993955053728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/7740119993955053728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/10/kick-off-mania.html' title='Kick-Off-Mania'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fNvh2QVBGJM/S07j30n0JBI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d11cVW7aPuA/s72-c/sidney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6032310502937452746</id><published>2008-08-08T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:31:58.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numerologists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='triple 08'/><title type='text'>08/08/08 - So?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7960/08ladies9rz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7960/08ladies9rz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;What's so significant about this day? &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;08/08/08&lt;/span&gt;. Triple 08. Nice number and nice repetition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's astounding to know the relation of numbers to some events in our society. Numerologists would surely agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;But sometimes numbers are senseless. Yeah. Oftentimes, we expect that something big will happen just because it is a good day according to numerologists. To your dismay, not everything will fall into the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't say stop wishing. Just make things happen. It's all in the mind. And it doesn't stop there. Trust me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6032310502937452746?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6032310502937452746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6032310502937452746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6032310502937452746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6032310502937452746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-so-significant-about-this-day.html' title='08/08/08 - So?'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-922562157523639492</id><published>2008-08-04T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:44:07.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christianity'/><title type='text'>Unrealized Christianity</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I like Christ but I hate Christians who are not Christ-like"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/em&gt; Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In one of his sermons, I heard a priest say: Gandhi once said "&lt;em&gt;Christians claim their lives have been saved by Christ but their lives won't show it&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes it's true. Christians (myself included) say that they believe and love Christ. But their actions show the contrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wbchouston.org/files/Pictures/Christian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 185px; height: 215px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://wbchouston.org/files/Pictures/Christian.jpg" border="0" height="359" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christianity we know today took centuries to congeal and be codified into regulated practice. For a long time, there were a variety of groups, calling themselves Christians, who believed a number of different things about Christ. We might never have known the full extent of this variety were it not for the discovery of some ancient texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"S&lt;em&gt;eeing is believing&lt;/em&gt;." But God calls us to a life of faith that says, "&lt;em&gt;believing is seeing&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of our non-biblical worldview, we are ignorant of the spiritual realm. If you look around you will see blind obedience amongst Christians. Believing is understanding. But can we say we believe when we don't understand ecclesiastical concepts? Much fear usually comes from ignorance. If we don't know how very BIG our God is and just how tiny our enemy is, then we can never really understand. Satan intimidates us a little and many back off or retreat. What do we do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All we have to etch in our mind is how to live the &lt;strong&gt;four spiritual laws&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. God loves us and offers a wonderful plan for our life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Man is sinful and separated from God. Therefore, he cannot know and experience God's love and plan for his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Christ is God's only provision for man's sin. Through Him you can know and experience God's love and plan for your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. We must individually receive Christ as Savior and Lord; then we can know and experience God's love and plan for our lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith no less than works must characterize the perfect Christian. Faith can move mountains. But without action, it is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-922562157523639492?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/922562157523639492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=922562157523639492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/922562157523639492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/922562157523639492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/08/unrealized-christianity.html' title='Unrealized Christianity'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6703540513180281980</id><published>2008-07-31T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:05:08.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the interview with God'/><title type='text'>The Interview With God</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn on my salvation, my stronghold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Psalm 18:2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Click on the remote control, sure you'll get BAD NEWS. Everyday life is injecting us heavy doses of bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's one good news that lingers. &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;. He's the GOOD NEWS. And He will remain that way forever. Because He is the beginning and the end. &lt;em&gt;The Alpha and the Omega.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice clip to remind us each day that God is good and he will never abandon us no matter what. This video is moving so I'm sharing it in my friendster accounts for years now. I'm getting positive feedback. I hope it can touch more and more lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for "&lt;em&gt;The Interview With God&lt;/em&gt;" video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once criticized this clip. He said it is blasphemous because the writer is telling a story which never happened in the first place. Simply put, the writer is telling a lie using God as the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stand is on the contrary. Blasphemy is profanation. It's the act of desecration. But as I see it, nothing is desecrated in the clip. God is never put to bad light. In fact, it was something enlightening. The words are exquisitely chosen to convey a strong message and to nurture faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave us everything including our talents. And the writer is just using his God-given talent to draw people closer to Him. It's an act of gratitude, an act of worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6703540513180281980?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6703540513180281980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6703540513180281980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6703540513180281980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6703540513180281980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/07/interview-with-god.html' title='The Interview With God'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-5165446014848885300</id><published>2008-07-26T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:42:33.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIS'/><title type='text'>D.I.S.capade</title><content type='html'>Our D.I.S.capade last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed id="smilplayer" name="smilplayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://img367.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="320" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="000000" menu="false" flashvars="id=img367/9964/121869500280q.smil"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/slideshow/index.php"&gt;Go to ImageShack® to Create your own Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.1" src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=190022&amp;amp;bid=466487"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bidvertiser.com"&gt;pay per click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-5165446014848885300?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/5165446014848885300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=5165446014848885300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5165446014848885300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/5165446014848885300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='D.I.S.capade'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3993120643752556296.post-6858042740979751634</id><published>2008-07-18T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:29:32.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='your guardian angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rascal flatts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avril lavigne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep holding on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall for you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secondhand serenade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red jumpsuit apparatus'/><title type='text'>Songs That Touches Your Soft Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Songs come and go. Some songs are crappy. But some songs are worth keeping. Below is a repertoire of truly meaningful songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" width="328" height="94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/ac9f4904-0a81-43cc-beea-9a2aee68ff35&amp;amp;theName=my wish - rascal flatts&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" bgcolor="#000" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 10px; COLOR: #ffffff; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: none" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=ac9f4904-0a81-43cc-beea-9a2aee68ff35"&gt;Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 7px"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ffffff; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/ac9f4904-0a81-43cc-beea-9a2aee68ff35/my-wish---rascal-flatts/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue" align="center"&gt;Track details &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 7px"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff6600; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna" align="center"&gt;eSnips Social DNA &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Rascal Flatts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And each road leads you where you wanna go,&lt;br /&gt;And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, more than anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back, but you never forget,&lt;br /&gt;All the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;And you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;And always give more than you take.&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, yeah, more than anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish. Yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish (my wish, for you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my wish (my wish, for you)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you (my wish, for you).&lt;br /&gt;May all your dreams stay big (my wish, for you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" width="328" height="94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="#000" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/abbe3828-fb80-4654-a829-1f4461dae1dd&amp;amp;theName=Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="PADDING-LEFT: 2px; 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&lt;em&gt;by Secondhand Serenade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing about tonight's that we’re not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don’t think that I am trying......&lt;br /&gt;I know you’re wearing thin down to the core..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that i will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won’t live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear its true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed&lt;br /&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;Oohhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto your words&lt;br /&gt;'Cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you&lt;br /&gt;Over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" width="328" height="94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/fcd42b30-a81e-4936-8553-68bfbd567c4b&amp;amp;theName=Avril Lavigne - Keep holding on&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" bgcolor="#000" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="PADDING-LEFT: 2px; 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&lt;em&gt;by Avril Lavigne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;Together we stand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand&lt;br /&gt;When it gets cold&lt;br /&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;There's no place to go&lt;br /&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;No I won't give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;br /&gt;Before the doors close&lt;br /&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La da da da la da da da&lt;br /&gt;La da da da da da da da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;Just stay strong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;Keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;br /&gt;So keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" width="328" height="94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="#000" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/0f14078c-bf8b-4e6d-8f8a-f61f13ab4e3f&amp;amp;theName=The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Your Guardian Angel&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="PADDING-LEFT: 2px; 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&lt;em&gt;by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my face I can’t replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I’m strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I’ll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fallI’ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashingAnd stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I’ll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you’re my, you’re my, my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t throw that away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I’m here for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t walk away and&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you’ll stay woah, stay woah&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I’ll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven[to fade]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3993120643752556296-6858042740979751634?l=twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/feeds/6858042740979751634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3993120643752556296&amp;postID=6858042740979751634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6858042740979751634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3993120643752556296/posts/default/6858042740979751634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twisted-thoughts-are-contagious.blogspot.com/2008/09/songs-that-touches-your-soft-spot.html' title='Songs That Touches Your Soft Spot'/><author><name>nolo CONtendere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15241450407834874600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
