<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:16:33.480-07:00</updated><category term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>SimplyJessie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-5253726313648198670</id><published>2011-04-01T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:10:45.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>All this time the people who i taught are my friends are not my real friends after all I guess now i learned a valuable lesson. Spending time with someone doesn't make her automatically your friend. Definitely not after all the coffee breaks in the afternoon or weekly dinner or out of town adventures or giggling moments in the movie house. sad...its just so sad...but now i know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-5253726313648198670?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/5253726313648198670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=5253726313648198670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5253726313648198670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5253726313648198670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/04/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-6961283981327028499</id><published>2011-03-30T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T06:50:01.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have marked this day!</title><content type='html'>Today i have finally ended my insanity...Now i know i can move on Next crush please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-6961283981327028499?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/6961283981327028499/comments/default' title='Post 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path again!</title><content type='html'>i just want to wake up without having this huge crush on him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-4533712402878013407?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/4533712402878013407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=4533712402878013407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4533712402878013407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4533712402878013407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/down-same-path-again.html' title='down the same path again!'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-309628104992255147</id><published>2011-03-07T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T06:01:30.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown to korea trip</title><content type='html'>3 days to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining hard today&lt;br /&gt;im sooo stressed that this heavy rain might actually be a typhoon&lt;br /&gt;and because of the text connect&lt;br /&gt;we really need to have that text connect put in place&lt;br /&gt;haaaayyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-309628104992255147?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-4539416356067965211</id><published>2011-03-05T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T08:44:27.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greenhills with Jown, Keysi and Joyce Ann</title><content type='html'>We first invade Megamall by going to Payless to buy shoes and then Surplus for jackets to be used in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Greenhills to buy thermal socks and thermal underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Thermal socks - 3 for 250&lt;br /&gt;                    Thermal underwear - 400 for female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to experience KOREA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-4539416356067965211?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/4539416356067965211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=4539416356067965211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4539416356067965211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4539416356067965211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/greenhills-with-jown-keysi-and-joyce.html' title='Greenhills with Jown, Keysi and Joyce Ann'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-8510552523128921932</id><published>2011-03-04T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T02:17:44.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>concall on a friday</title><content type='html'>waaaaaahhh&lt;br /&gt;how was i trapped in this concall with a bunch of indian's&lt;br /&gt;its driving me crazy specially when i want to be somewhere else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-8510552523128921932?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/8510552523128921932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=8510552523128921932' title='0 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tips, bloopers and insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;Aja Aja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-1488502103743134398?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/1488502103743134398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=1488502103743134398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1488502103743134398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1488502103743134398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/travel-blog.html' title='Travel blog'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-4051722073033140341</id><published>2011-03-03T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:56:33.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My nephew's funny moment</title><content type='html'>My nephew came home yesterday from school asking my mom if its ok to keep a piece of paper belonging to his girl classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out its a sheet from a typical slumbook.&lt;br /&gt;What caught my attention was the motto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto: Aanhin pa ang sapatos kung wala ka namang paa ..lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-4051722073033140341?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/4051722073033140341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=4051722073033140341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4051722073033140341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4051722073033140341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-nephew-funny-moment.html' title='My nephew&apos;s funny moment'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-395441575300408374</id><published>2011-03-03T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:24:20.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>People come into your life for a REASON</title><content type='html'>People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;When you know you which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with Guidance and support.&lt;br /&gt;To aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;br /&gt;This person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an END.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die, Sometimes they walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something you have never done&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy&lt;br /&gt;Believe it, it is real. But only for a SEASON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime relationship teaches you a lifetime lessons,&lt;br /&gt;Things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson,&lt;br /&gt;Love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are areas of you life&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life&lt;br /&gt;Whether you were a REASON, a SEASON or a LIFETIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**i got this from a friends blog...hmmm is crush kaya ..is he here for a reason, a season or a lifetime...hmmmm ...i think none of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-395441575300408374?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/395441575300408374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=395441575300408374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/395441575300408374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/395441575300408374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-come-into-your-life-for-reason.html' title='People come into your life for a REASON'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-909307131282722147</id><published>2011-03-03T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T06:02:38.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>i feel like im in highschool again...lol&lt;br /&gt;i have this 1 week crush on someone&lt;br /&gt;hala ..i know same time next week that feeling will go down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess time to move on to another crush...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-909307131282722147?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/909307131282722147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=909307131282722147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/909307131282722147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/909307131282722147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2011/03/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-6860957351271330768</id><published>2010-04-10T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:15:16.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sto. Nino Fiesta Jan 16, 2010</title><content type='html'>Last January 16, 2010 Mama and I went to our home town Butuan city to celebrate the feast of Sto. Niño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started the day with a procession of the blessed Sto.Niño and followed with free lunch for everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/S8B3VrSTbCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cFiV6y0pG2Y/s1600/Sto.+Ni%C3%B1o.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458493962653494306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/S8B3VrSTbCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cFiV6y0pG2Y/s400/Sto.+Ni%C3%B1o.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long day, we went to my aunt's house for a wonderful late lunch...yum yum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/S8B5V9-d5zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RZWlbIKZzpY/s1600/butuan1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458496166693824306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/S8B5V9-d5zI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RZWlbIKZzpY/s400/butuan1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8784850-6860957351271330768?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/6860957351271330768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=6860957351271330768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6860957351271330768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6860957351271330768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2010/04/sto-nino-fiesta-jan-16-2010.html' title='Sto. Nino Fiesta Jan 16, 2010'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/S8B3VrSTbCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cFiV6y0pG2Y/s72-c/Sto.+Ni%C3%B1o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-3542625617326686710</id><published>2010-03-08T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:40:39.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope Week 3/8</title><content type='html'>You may find it hard to focus on work. -&gt; you got that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get in touch a good friend and make plans to do something exciting later this week. -&gt; that would be nette...planning for our tagaytay trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't exercising regularly, even a daily walk can help you feel more balanced. -&gt; i am i am exersiting...hope i have the energy to continue better practice sleeping early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group projects are favored midweek. -&gt; ahh?! huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your optimistic attitude is a great help to others. -&gt; i hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to speak in public. -&gt; ah eh...this is probably not for me but for other pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, there's a risk of hurting a friendship if you're too critical. -&gt; ill watch my mouth! pramis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-3542625617326686710?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/3542625617326686710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=3542625617326686710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/3542625617326686710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/3542625617326686710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2010/03/horoscope-week-38.html' title='Horoscope Week 3/8'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-4092594953021045089</id><published>2009-07-26T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:46:15.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for July 20 -26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="standard12"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Chinese Horoscope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="height: 4px;"&gt;&lt;spacer type="block" height="4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stand up for your point of view on Monday, dear Snake. You may feel a strong desire to break free and indulge your fantasies. Wednesday's New Moon is an opportunity to review the past and make better resolutions about the future. Restrictions can be irritating on Friday. There is a risk of accidents if you move too quickly. Relax with friends this weekend. Sunday brings a more serious and concentrated focus. Enthusiastically attack projects that need sorting or organizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There is a risk of accidents if you move too quickly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&gt; the videocon accidently slipped from the top of the tv when i moved the chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relax with friends this weekend&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; had lunch with jown, keysi, goody and potek at jocy's place and then rampa rampa sa glorietta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday brings a more serious and concentrated focus. Enthusiastically attack projects that need sorting or organizing.&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; worked with my audit report over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay hay this horoscope can never be so timely correct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-4092594953021045089?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/4092594953021045089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=4092594953021045089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4092594953021045089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4092594953021045089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2009/07/horoscope-for-july-20-26.html' title='Horoscope for July 20 -26'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-6489676139179868675</id><published>2009-02-25T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:45:09.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits of me</title><content type='html'>1. What time did you get up this morning? - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls?  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- definitely DIAMONDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Harry Potter (sorry not much into watching movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sex in the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - pandesal and coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Tabada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite CD at the moment? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- im more into mp3 ..sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What kind of car do you drive? - dont drive &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;( i know i know...attention May mariano...i promise to learn to drive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite sandwich? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- anything with lettuce, tomatoes and pickles then im all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What characteristic do you despise? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- MAYABANG ...cant stand it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite item of clothing?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; -shorts and tshirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? - &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Paris Paris Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite brand of clothing? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- shapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you like to retire? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- definetely in the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your most recent memorable birthday?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - None so far :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite sport to watch.  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Diving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Furthest place you are sending this?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - Im posting this ..so the world wide web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Person you expect to send it back first? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- nah ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When is your birthday?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - February 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you a morning person or a night person? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- night person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your shoe size? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Pets? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- sorry dont like pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- im going out of town this YEAR. Going where? its for me to know and you to find out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What did you want to be growing up? -&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Nurse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you today? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- auditing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your favorite candy? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Cadbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favorite flower? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- tulips or equador rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- May 31 and July 15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite pastime?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - getting online &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What are you listening to right now? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- sound from the television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - papaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you wish on stars? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- used to..not anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- RED (im sure alot would agree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. How is the weather right now?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- a little hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The first person you spoke to on the phone today. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- she (work related)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Favorite soft drink? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- coke regular (diets gives me headache)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite restaurant? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Sbarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Real hair color? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What was your favorite toy as a child? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- cook seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 Summer or Winter? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- summer summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Hugs or k isses? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- kisses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; - chocolates (not much into vanilla)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Coffee or tea? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- i love both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you want your friends to email you back?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- not sure about that because im posting this not sending it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. When was the last time you cried? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- cant remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.What is under your bed? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- dust (wahahhaahahah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What did you do last night? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- surfing the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What are you afraid of? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- secret ...cant tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Salty or sweet? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;-both ...there are times i like salty and there are time i like sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. How many keys on your key ring? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. How many years at your current job? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Favorite day of the week? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. How many towns have you lived in? &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you make friends easily?  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-6489676139179868675?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/6489676139179868675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=6489676139179868675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6489676139179868675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6489676139179868675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2009/02/tidbits-of-me.html' title='Tidbits of me'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-1919637917899123004</id><published>2009-02-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:38:44.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you fall in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When You FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Debunking the Myths That Are Driving You Crazy) By: Bo Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This article isn’t for teenagers only.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love happens to the young and the not-so-young. (Did you see 42-year-old Tom Cruise jump up and down Oprah’s couch because of Katie?)I t happens to everyone. Fat, thin, tall, short, intelligent, uneducated, holy, not so holy, dark, white, yellow, green… it doesn’t really matter.All of us fall in love.And we get stuck in myths that drive us absolutely crazy.My goal is to debunk these myths and convince you not to believe in them.Let’s begin……. …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYTH 1: LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let me qualify.This is such a tricky myth. Because love —– as defined by the Bible —— will conquer all. But love —— as defined by glazed-eyed lovers —– will not.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you might do the following:&lt;br /&gt;You overlook major obstacles in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone you know is wondering why you chose that creature from outer space as your boyfriend. Your bestfriends are telling you to get rid of him. Your family is telling you to throw him out of a running vehicle. Aling Rosa of the sari-sari store across the street is telling you to lace his drink with poison.But you won’t ——— because you’re in love. That’s why there are songs entitled, “you and me against the world”Your bestbuds comment, ‘but he’s been jobless for the past three years!”And you say, “He’s free-spirited. He feels boxed in when he’s in the office. ‘(in other words, he’s undisciplined, lazy bum.)Your officemates say, ‘He flirts with other women constantly!’ and you say, ‘No, he’s just friendly.’ (in other words, he’s a pervert)Your cousins say, ‘He’s taking drugs, He’s got needle marks all over his arm. And you say, ‘No, he’s into cross stitching.’&lt;br /&gt;You overstay in toxic relationships, believing that your love will change him.&lt;br /&gt;The wedding doesn’t transform anyone.Even if three Popes officiate the wedding.The person you’ll march with into the church will be the same person you’ll march with out of the church. He doesn’t change one bit.In fact, the marriage makes the hidden more obvious.If he was selfish before he got married, he will be even more selfish after the wedding. If he was hypercritical before he got married, he’ll even be more vile and prolific with his criticisms after wedding.Here’s the truth : You need more than feelings of love to make a relationship work. You need mature character, total commitment and a minimum level of compatibility.Especially compatibility in the area of values and mission in life. I hear people say, ‘We’re compatible. Our names begin with the same letter J. My name is Julie and his name is Julio. We’re both born in July.”Wow. That’s so deep, I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYTH 2 : WHEN IT”S TRUE LOVE YOU WILL KNOW THE MOMENT YOU MEET THE OTHER PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’m sure you’ve had this experience before.You are in a crowded room. You’re surrounded by boring, noisy chatter when, suddenly, this gorgeous guy enters the door.Your eyes meet.Instantly, time stands still. The universe grinds to a halt. Except for this attractive man in front of you, everything in your vision becomes a giant blur. The hubbub of the crowd becomes a soft muffle and, from out of nowhere, you here gentle violin music from the background.One week later, he’s your boyfriend.A few weeks later, you discover that your boyfriend’s a pathological liar, buried in credit card debt, borrows money from all his girlfriends (you’re his eight in six months).Your mind says, ‘Dump him’Your heart says, ‘But it was love at first sight!’Here are the consequences …&lt;br /&gt;You become so focused on the magical first moment, you become blind to the dark side of the relationship.Six out of seven days, you’re fighting with your boyfriend.But you can’t give him up because you met each other in such a magical moment. Your car keys fell and he picked it up, and then your eyes met, you smelled his deodorant, and you dropped your keys again ……How can you not be meant for each other?&lt;br /&gt;You become a love-at-first- sight junkie that you could miss out on the ‘real thing’.One intelligent woman told me, ‘Bo, there’s this guy who’s courting me. He’s okay. He’s kind, he’s responsible, he has a good job…….’“I could hear a ‘but’ coming ,” I said.‘but there are no sparks!” she bit her lip.“No violin music playing in the background huh”“none. When I see him, the background music I hear is lululalu-lalulalula lei…”“listen. You don’t need a magical first moment to meet our potential husband. The important things are mature character, financial responsibility, ability for commitment, compatible mission and values…”I actually met this girl again on her wedding, and before she marched down the aisle, she whispered to me, “Do you hear the violin music, Bo? It’s loud and clear.”It doesn’t have to be love at first sight.In fact, marriages with the least adjustments are those between friends who’ve known each other for years before they realize that they’re good marriage material.What is love at first sight?Many times, it’s lust at first sight. Or infatuation at first sight.Don’t give it too much weight.Here’s the truth: it takes a moment to experience infatuation but true love takes a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYTH 3 : IF IT IS TRUE LOVE YOU WILL FEEL THIS WAY FOR EACH OTHER FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you won’t. Here are the consequences for believing this myth :&lt;br /&gt;You panic when the feelings wane, and wonder whether the marriage is over and whether you really loved one another in the first place.Imagine the night of your honeymoon.Your new bride is sleeping. The cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze. You gaze at her lovely face. You study her soft cheeks. Her long eyelashes. Her beautiful nose, her parted red lips.And all of a sudden, she snores.“Ngggggggooork”How do you react? Because it’s your honeymoon, you say, ‘How cute.’Six months down the road, the same scene transpires. Your wife is sleeping. And the same cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze.And you hear her snore.“Ngggggoork. ”What do you say?“Ssssssheeeesh, Honey! You sound like a boat!’What has happened? The feelings have gone. Let me say this: ‘That’s normal. It happens to everyone. But it doesn’t mean your love is gone so don’t panic!You can make a decision to love the snoring boat.&lt;br /&gt;You start blaming your partner for the loss of loveThis is nutty.But many people do it: when we don’t feel in love, we think it’s the fault of the other person. And so we fight him.Again, we fall out of love because we’re human beings.It’s nobody’s fault.The moment you fall out of love, the real work begins .Let me explain.This is the most important point I’m going to make. (I got this from Scott Peck in his bestseller book, The Road Less traveled)&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love isn’t loveHere’s why. When you fall in love…..a. No decision is required. Falling in love just happens.b. No effort is required. Falling in love is like…. Well, falling.c. No hard work is required. Falling in love is being bitten by the love bug.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, true love requires all three : Decision, effort and lots of hard work. In the Bible, love is a command. You make it happen.Sure true love can only happen after you’ve fallen out of love.When you begin choosing to love, even if you don’t feel like doing it —- that’s true love. And that’s the foundation of a lasting marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYTH 4: YOUR PARTNER WILL FULFILL YOU COMPLETELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again because falling in love satisfied you completely —– you want the same satisfaction to last. No it won’t.Consequence? You might fail to recognize a good relationship because your partner isn’t fulfilling the needs you should be fulfilling yourself.Here’s the truth: the right partner will fulfill many of your needs but not all of them . There are just some things your husband can’t give you: you’re self-worth. Your spirituality. Your inner happiness. These are things you have to work on your own.I’ve met lots of people who think they’re dissatisfied with their marriage. In reality, they’re dissatisfied with themselves.I’ve met lots of people who think they’re bored with their marriages. And they complain to the high heavens how boring their husband or wife is —- when in truth, they’re really bored with life.Meet your own needs. Find your happiness in God. Find your niche, your calling, your destiny. And then share your joy with your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MYTH 5 : IF IT’S TRUE LOVE YOU WON”T BE ATTRACTED TO ANYONE ELSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you panic when you get attracted to someone else, questioning the authenticity of your love for your spouse.One man told me, ‘Bo, I love my wife. Or I thought I did. But then I met this woman at work. She has nice make-up. She smells nice. She wears a pencil-cut skirt. When I go home, my wife is wearing a drab rag. Her hair is undone. She smells of vinegar. Gosh I am attracted to this girl at work.”Being attracted to someone is normal —– even if you have a happy marriage. But being attracted doesn’t mean falling into adultery.Every time you think of the other woman, discipline your heart and say, ‘Home, boy, Home!’ and escort your heart back to your wife. Because if you feed your attraction with fantasies and constantly think about the other woman, it grows. But if you starve your attraction, it dies a natural death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;– Kerygma (June 2006)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-1919637917899123004?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/1919637917899123004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=1919637917899123004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1919637917899123004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1919637917899123004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-you-fall-in-love.html' title='When you fall in love'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-7196076617786273662</id><published>2009-02-11T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T07:01:49.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Feb 10. 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SZLoFXEP-II/AAAAAAAAAF8/O0MNf5POgew/s1600-h/horoscope.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301554890157324418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Always have your own set of friends separate from his.&lt;br /&gt;Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.&lt;br /&gt;If something bothers you, speak up.&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man know everything.  &lt;br /&gt;He will use it against you later.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot change a man's behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;Change comes from within.&lt;br /&gt;Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he hasmore education or in a better job. &lt;br /&gt;Do not make him into a quasi-god.&lt;br /&gt;He is a man, nothing more nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;Never let a man define who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Never borrow someone else's man.&lt;br /&gt;If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.&lt;br /&gt;A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;All men are NOT dogs.&lt;br /&gt;You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is two way street.&lt;br /&gt;You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship&lt;br /&gt;You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you...a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals...look for someone complimentary...not supplementary.&lt;br /&gt;Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always know where you are, and you're always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Never move into his mother's house.&lt;br /&gt;Never co-sign for a man.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need.&lt;br /&gt;Keep him in your radar but get to know others.&lt;br /&gt;Share this with other women and men (just so they know)...&lt;br /&gt;You'll make someone smile, another rethink her choices, and another woman prepare.&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;"He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses." - Horace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-5330735475620950673?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/5330735475620950673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=5330735475620950673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5330735475620950673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5330735475620950673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/08/hear-what-oprah-had-to-say-about-men.html' title='HEAR WHAT OPRAH HAD TO SAY ABOUT MEN'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-7358204081004294579</id><published>2008-08-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:15:55.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAYs a WONDERFUL day</title><content type='html'>Today i received more than what i HOPED for....I got SAPG Rating... yahooooo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-7358204081004294579?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/7358204081004294579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=7358204081004294579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/7358204081004294579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/7358204081004294579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/08/todays-wonderful-day.html' title='TODAYs a WONDERFUL day'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-5338228217119162948</id><published>2008-07-28T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:02:27.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason, A Season, A Lifetime</title><content type='html'>People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed;They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support;To aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.They may seem like a GOD-send and they are.  They are there for the reason you need them to be.   Then without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, This person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.  Sometimes they die; Sometimes they walk away.  Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.   What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.  They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.  They may teach you something you have never done.  They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.   Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;  Things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.  Your job is to accept the lesson,  Love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.   Thank you for being a part of my life.Whether you are a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-5338228217119162948?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/5338228217119162948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=5338228217119162948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5338228217119162948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5338228217119162948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/reason-season-lifetime.html' title='A Reason, A Season, A Lifetime'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-4621323967423339203</id><published>2008-07-26T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T06:58:13.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camiguin - Sunken Cemetery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstNtODFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7jDzvFYpSXc/s1600-h/_MG_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227321505993660066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstNtODFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7jDzvFYpSXc/s200/_MG_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstOTsMQSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sn81UhNTaa0/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227321516320637218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstOTsMQSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sn81UhNTaa0/s200/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstOvS9IrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wjrTfqQ5YB4/s1600-h/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227321523730981554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstOvS9IrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wjrTfqQ5YB4/s200/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstPOwH_dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZWs0cYpdFus/s1600-h/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227321532174826962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstPOwH_dI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ZWs0cYpdFus/s200/DSC02235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstPfHTowI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FhSOLhfaMHU/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227321536567026434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstPfHTowI/AAAAAAAAAFE/FhSOLhfaMHU/s200/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As part of our tour, we visited the famous Sunken Cemetery in Camiguin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to visit camiguin and wish to have the same tour as we had you can contact the ff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Archie @ +639197837694 or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erwin @ +639164592874. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will sure to have a worry free and wonderful experience in Camiguin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8784850-4621323967423339203?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/4621323967423339203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=4621323967423339203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4621323967423339203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/4621323967423339203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/camiguin-sunken-cemetery.html' title='Camiguin - Sunken Cemetery'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIstNtODFqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7jDzvFYpSXc/s72-c/_MG_0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-8337530737148718482</id><published>2008-07-26T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T06:38:05.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camiguin - Falls experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsn7D9OPDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iXLThdLJb2M/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315688121449522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsn7D9OPDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iXLThdLJb2M/s200/IMG_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnX_AqgxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hthUolR8p2A/s1600-h/_MG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315085498286866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnX_AqgxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hthUolR8p2A/s200/_MG_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYA_H6JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GoT9_8_AGDU/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315086028695698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYA_H6JI/AAAAAAAAAD8/GoT9_8_AGDU/s200/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYtbsqqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2YeMPTh1dng/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315097959705250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYtbsqqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2YeMPTh1dng/s200/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYxdfd5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/cYmFQTqJW-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315099040970642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnYxdfd5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/cYmFQTqJW-Y/s200/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnZB7QKMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tHDqES-DoOw/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227315103460763842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsnZB7QKMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tHDqES-DoOw/s200/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out our pictures in this GRAND and beautiful Falls in Camiguin&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/8784850-8337530737148718482?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/8337530737148718482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=8337530737148718482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/8337530737148718482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/8337530737148718482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/camiguin-falls-experience.html' title='Camiguin - Falls experience'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIsn7D9OPDI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iXLThdLJb2M/s72-c/IMG_0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-34626836512266584</id><published>2008-07-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T06:38:45.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camiguin - Hot spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquMsVrFII/AAAAAAAAADU/K3swe0kAYtM/s1600-h/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227181850600608898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquMsVrFII/AAAAAAAAADU/K3swe0kAYtM/s200/DSC02224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquM_vthtI/AAAAAAAAADc/TcUHMziYLCc/s1600-h/DSC02225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227181855810094802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquM_vthtI/AAAAAAAAADc/TcUHMziYLCc/s200/DSC02225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquNCMpJII/AAAAAAAAADk/bFvcFSKPGGU/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227181856468313218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquNCMpJII/AAAAAAAAADk/bFvcFSKPGGU/s200/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquNtJ-u9I/AAAAAAAAADs/zom1ZE7IEw8/s1600-h/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227181867999869906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquNtJ-u9I/AAAAAAAAADs/zom1ZE7IEw8/s200/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsT6MMVsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WN6ZbapnK-U/s1600-h/DSC02220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227179775554770626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsT6MMVsI/AAAAAAAAAC0/WN6ZbapnK-U/s200/DSC02220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsUFIw0MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_E4fWyqhoM4/s1600-h/DSC02221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227179778493173954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsUFIw0MI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_E4fWyqhoM4/s200/DSC02221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsTUXPzZI/AAAAAAAAACs/PUqLDzqt97A/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227179765400587666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsTUXPzZI/AAAAAAAAACs/PUqLDzqt97A/s200/DSC02219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsVSVmCeI/AAAAAAAAADM/gk2DtIWtKAc/s1600-h/DSC02223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227179799216523746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsVSVmCeI/AAAAAAAAADM/gk2DtIWtKAc/s200/DSC02223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp49O7-OI/AAAAAAAAACE/F8b9Px_Q8oM/s1600-h/DSC02214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177113491863778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp49O7-OI/AAAAAAAAACE/F8b9Px_Q8oM/s200/DSC02214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsUryH6XI/AAAAAAAAADE/VE48whic04k/s1600-h/DSC02222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227179788867201394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqsUryH6XI/AAAAAAAAADE/VE48whic04k/s200/DSC02222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp5kUf6cI/AAAAAAAAACU/v1Hp7wMP0Cs/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177123984173506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp5kUf6cI/AAAAAAAAACU/v1Hp7wMP0Cs/s200/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp55l8TDI/AAAAAAAAACc/ngFX3pPFF54/s1600-h/DSC02217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177129694481458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp55l8TDI/AAAAAAAAACc/ngFX3pPFF54/s200/DSC02217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp5BmhKGI/AAAAAAAAACM/tBL29WsEwoU/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177114664511586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp5BmhKGI/AAAAAAAAACM/tBL29WsEwoU/s200/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp6REt10I/AAAAAAAAACk/7-qIC8rrepc/s1600-h/DSC02218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227177135997572930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqp6REt10I/AAAAAAAAACk/7-qIC8rrepc/s200/DSC02218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For only 30 Php/person you can enjoy this wonderful hot spring in Camiguin&lt;/div&gt;&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/8784850-34626836512266584?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/34626836512266584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=34626836512266584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/34626836512266584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/34626836512266584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/camiguin-hot-spring.html' title='Camiguin - Hot spring'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIquMsVrFII/AAAAAAAAADU/K3swe0kAYtM/s72-c/DSC02224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-8862851125382072168</id><published>2008-07-25T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T06:39:43.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camiguin - Sunken Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjpmFP6mI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Tr9YTldpQA/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227170252509407842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjpmFP6mI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Tr9YTldpQA/s200/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjp8z5vaI/AAAAAAAAABk/sw3PDlkNULY/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227170258610666914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjp8z5vaI/AAAAAAAAABk/sw3PDlkNULY/s200/DSC02248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjqZbBW7I/AAAAAAAAABs/PMPUDJrO58I/s1600-h/DSC02250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227170266290936754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjqZbBW7I/AAAAAAAAABs/PMPUDJrO58I/s200/DSC02250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjqoKgi4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uohTUcvem1g/s1600-h/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227170270248209282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjqoKgi4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/uohTUcvem1g/s200/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjrBH3nWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OSbPksCuF9c/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227170276948024674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjrBH3nWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/OSbPksCuF9c/s200/IMG_0504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This used to be a cathedral but because of the eruption of Mt Hibokbok half of the church was buried under ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-8862851125382072168?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/8862851125382072168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=8862851125382072168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/8862851125382072168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/8862851125382072168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/camiguin-sunken-church.html' title='Camiguin - Sunken Church'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqjpmFP6mI/AAAAAAAAABc/0Tr9YTldpQA/s72-c/DSC02245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-5061976957361468830</id><published>2008-07-25T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:47:49.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Camiguin White sand experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbZl8S8YI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pPjo7UgGFwE/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227161181500928386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbZl8S8YI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pPjo7UgGFwE/s200/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbZ4aPbjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZvLogQvqFrM/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227161186458365490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbZ4aPbjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZvLogQvqFrM/s200/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbabDA55I/AAAAAAAAABE/yZTPmNwdFN0/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227161195756185490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbabDA55I/AAAAAAAAABE/yZTPmNwdFN0/s200/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbakGt89I/AAAAAAAAABM/gLikn1IKGL4/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227161198187639762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbakGt89I/AAAAAAAAABM/gLikn1IKGL4/s200/IMG_0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqba0YPSyI/AAAAAAAAABU/lxiyQpXdF8c/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227161202556095266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqba0YPSyI/AAAAAAAAABU/lxiyQpXdF8c/s200/IMG_0645.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camiguin (come again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Camiguin last July 19, 2008. Early morning the following day (as in 5:30 AM), we rented a "pump boat" to bring us to the famous white sand bar. Although we stayed for only a couple of hours it was an unforgettable experience that I hope I can repeat again in the near future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-5061976957361468830?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/5061976957361468830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=5061976957361468830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5061976957361468830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/5061976957361468830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/camiguin-white-sand-experience.html' title='Camiguin White sand experience'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqbZl8S8YI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pPjo7UgGFwE/s72-c/IMG_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-1644740638598624263</id><published>2008-07-25T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:03:32.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>CDO water rafting with Ateng's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWKzBcZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vT-pxN4tkcg/s1600-h/DSCF0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227155429756004018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWKzBcZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vT-pxN4tkcg/s200/DSCF0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLIuEALI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pkSyed6yYbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227155435580293298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLIuEALI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pkSyed6yYbQ/s200/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLYyF26I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FKnlnmyjfA4/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227155439892159394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLYyF26I/AAAAAAAAAAc/FKnlnmyjfA4/s200/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLolL45I/AAAAAAAAAAk/-0Ffzt4gLmI/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227155444132995986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLolL45I/AAAAAAAAAAk/-0Ffzt4gLmI/s200/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLyz4oUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/y9eYXS17qXg/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227155446879002946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWLyz4oUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/y9eYXS17qXg/s200/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last July 18, 2008, me and my atengs flew to Cagayan de oro (my place of birth) for a much needed vacation. Not only was it a vacation but its was THE GREATEST experience to date....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not everyday someone can ride the rapids BUT WE DID!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0Hp7AcSClI"&gt;Video 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvAIfHq_-Hw"&gt;Video 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rj6I9rpadiw"&gt;Video 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8Osv0nIRc8"&gt;Video 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pC8CdKsybso"&gt;Video 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiGnKnZkU0Y"&gt;Video 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xq9T_wpAX-o"&gt;Video 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss this once in a life time experience when you visit cagayan de oro.&lt;br /&gt;You can contact Rex @ +639195026317 or visit their website at &lt;a href="http://www.raftingcdo.com/"&gt;http://www.raftingcdo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have them take your pictures and videos for this wonderful experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-1644740638598624263?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/1644740638598624263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=1644740638598624263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1644740638598624263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/1644740638598624263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdo-water-rafting-with-atengs.html' title='CDO water rafting with Ateng&apos;s'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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/_K7xJ648BaqA/SIqWKzBcZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vT-pxN4tkcg/s72-c/DSCF0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-6951317490588241912</id><published>2007-10-26T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T08:27:28.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How can you let go of someone who hasn’t been yours?&lt;br /&gt;How can you say goodbye to someone who never came into your life?&lt;br /&gt;How can you forget someone who does not acknowledge you existence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-6951317490588241912?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/6951317490588241912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=6951317490588241912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6951317490588241912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/6951317490588241912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-can-you-let-go-of-someone-who-hasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-7951711953350026697</id><published>2007-10-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T08:17:14.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all the good ones are taken and all the best ones are gay we're left with scraps</title><content type='html'>Hay! ! ! thats all i can say for now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-7951711953350026697?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/7951711953350026697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=7951711953350026697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/7951711953350026697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/7951711953350026697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-good-ones-are-taken-and-all-best.html' title='all the good ones are taken and all the best ones are gay we&apos;re left with scraps'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-115659057801267317</id><published>2006-08-26T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:41:41.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Im saying Goodbye!</title><content type='html'>My three years and three months in Sykes Asia made me who I am today. When I joined the company I taught I am a complete person who has learned everything there is to know about hard work, friendship and life in general but my journey in Sykes showed me the different side of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a kid I know that I need to work hard to be able to get what I want. I was taught to depend on myself and that not everything is served in a platter. Joining Sykes taught me that hard work is not the only key to success. You need to have passion to in what you are doing and when the going gets tough this would pull you through. I would like to thank all my mentors who taught me everything there is to know about the business: To AB although your also no longer part of Sykes, thank you for seeing my potential and giving me the break to be part of Direct Team and eventually become one of the OPS desk. To Yvette, thank you for taking me under your wings and sharing wonderful friendship. I will never forget the dream team. To Myke Guerra, thank you for everything you taught me, for believing in me and for putting up with my volatile temperaments. To Park, thank you for being patient and trusting me to do all the works on my own. I deeply appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my workforce team who I deeply love, sorry to leave you guys but this is one year over due. To Ghino (I wish you happiness in your love life), Roby (I wish you success in your career and don’t forget to invite me on your wedding day ha!), Irish (I wish you find the right man God created for you soon), Ruthie (Kumare I wish the same rin sayo sana hwag mo na pag pantasyahan si Drei at si dohn and sana matagpuan mo na ang Tall, chinito, gwapo at magaling magbasketball na ginawa ni lord for you), Johnny (sana may ipakilala ka ng girlfriend sakin next time na magkita tayo … take care kookoo and ill miss you ) and Dohn my partner in crime, when I left MSN IATS I was sad cause I left you behind and imagine how happy I am that you were able to join me but now I know its impossible. You will always be one of my best friend, you know how to contact me incase you need me. Take care of yourself and ikaw at si Roby lang ata ang walang problema sa lovelife. Geesh, kailangan ko na talaga makalayo nakakahawa ang kawalan ng love life ng mga toh. Hhhehehheheehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the friendship I created with these people when I am with Sykes. To My PAPA batch, Anyong nasabi ko na to sayo before, and I will say it again. Thank you for walking me to Glorietta nung pinaka tragic na Jan 1 ng buhay ko, thank you for being there when I needed someone to talk to. Whenever I remember that tragic day I will also remember you. To Mina bading ma mimiss kita, ill always be online naman so keep in touch. To lilith, I promise to keep our secrets secret and you know you always have me here if you need someone to talk to. To Monica, Jell, che, liezel and Karen who are no longer part of Sykes keep in touch through IM or email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Direct Family; Michelle, Peggy, Che Santillan, ampon na Joyce (hehhehe) at sa mga Direct peeps na nasa ibang bansa na or sa ibang company don’t forget to invite me kapag nag reunion tayo ha!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To may amigas; Dianne (mamiss ko ang kaulitan mo kahit lagi mo kung inaapi keep in touch ok and I pramis kapag kaya naman sasama ako sa gimik ang takot ko lang sugurin mo ko hehhehee), Mayen (wala na mag yaya sakin pumunta sa starbucks, I wish you happiness amiga hwag mo ko kakalimutan ha!), lori (laging wala sa lakaran keep in touch at hwag mong pakakawalan si jigz wala ng ibang matinong mag titiis sayo hehhehehe) badz( badongdong kahit wala kanarin sa sykes, miss na kita at mamimiss pa … mukhang happy ka sa lovelife mo kaya happy narin ako sayo!), Camille (amiga, I wish you success pa lalo sa career at love life stay as pretty and gorgeous as you are), trina and kate (I had a wonderful time in subic sana maulit ulit yun). At kay TOPS ( kahit na tinatabla mo kami at mas masahul kapa kay lori sa pang iindian… sana tumino kana at sana masaya ka love life mo hehhehehhee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Joanne, kahit nawala naku sa sykes friends parin tayo. Pupunta pa tayo sa hongkong eh at marami pa tayong lugar na pupuntahan. Alam ko successful kana sa career mo at sa love life ingat ka nalang lagi. Keep me updated parin on whats going on with your life ok. I’m always online or email me, or text me. I promise na always mag online para makipag tsismisan with Che.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Larry and Goody I’m happy for the both of you. Thank you for being part of my OPS desk family. To Direk, Gina, Cindy, Norman, Kookie and Kagandahang Jean thank you thank you keep me posted kapag may gimik ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sykes journey ends here and I can’t thank you all enough for the wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your Workforce Coordinator Jessiely T.Tañare signing OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-115659057801267317?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/115659057801267317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=115659057801267317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/115659057801267317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/115659057801267317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-im-saying-goodbye.html' title='Finally Im saying Goodbye!'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-113946037292683298</id><published>2006-02-08T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T20:46:12.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving ON</title><content type='html'>We all have ghosts in our life, ghost that we want once and for all exorcise so we can finally say IM MOVING ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had until yesterday, when my past came 12 years later and meet my present. At first I was hesitant to make that email good thing I found the courage to do so, cause it freed me from the past finally I was able to say I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its been 12 years ago but i still want to thank you for coming back to free me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-113946037292683298?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/113946037292683298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=113946037292683298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/113946037292683298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/113946037292683298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2006/02/moving-on.html' title='Moving ON'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-112651512043381639</id><published>2005-09-12T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:36:49.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/1600/solo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/320/solo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finding the right person is very hard and very wrong. It is best to be the right person for the one you love and start from there.&lt;br /&gt;You'll always end up disappointed when you set standards and define a "right person" for you...&lt;br /&gt;and don't rush things coz somewhere somehow&lt;br /&gt;God is preparing somebody for you."Don't be in a hurry to get into a relationshipbecause you can never find love&lt;br /&gt;if you insist that you are already into it.&lt;br /&gt;Try to find time to really understand&lt;br /&gt;your real feelings, to know who youreally are, and what you really want in arelationship.You're right, there's no such thing as a perfect relationship, but there's a compatible partnership that goes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;If you already knew that you're too big to fit&lt;br /&gt;into a small sized t-shirt, don'tgive it a try.&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably break it and pay for thedamages you have made. If you knew and felt thatthe relationship will not last,&lt;br /&gt;don't go deeper into it.You'll just suffer the consequences and live likehell for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to say goodbye though,&lt;br /&gt;but you can't make it any betterby just pretending you still have the same feelings.Try to let go and give yourself a chance to live life to the fullest. Give yourself a&lt;br /&gt;chance to grow and give your heart&lt;br /&gt;a much needed attention. Then you will find that you have made the&lt;br /&gt;right Decision and you made it all by yourself.We call it love when we can't leave someone and see them crying as we try&lt;br /&gt;to let go.We are wrong, it's just pity.&lt;br /&gt;We call it love when we're too attached&lt;br /&gt;and think that losing the one we love willsomehow make us weak and unable to face the storms of life. We misunderstood;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that we're too much dependent to them.We call it love when we give our whole life to them,the wholeness of us and&lt;br /&gt;imagined that if they leave, no one&lt;br /&gt;would accept us and our past. We are mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;its just insecurity. But no matter what the&lt;br /&gt;definition is, the truth still remains thatlove isn't something you can buy or beg. It is real and existing. You can't touch it but you can feel it in your heart. You can't find it, but it will knock before you when you least expect it to come. Itcan make you the happiest soul in heaven, but don't forget that it can also&lt;br /&gt;make you the most miserable person&lt;br /&gt;in the whole galaxy."When you lose someone... and you think you were the one who loved most, betweenthe two of you... she lost more. For someday youcan love someone the way that you loved her...&lt;br /&gt;But she will never be loved again the way that you did."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-112651512043381639?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/112651512043381639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=112651512043381639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112651512043381639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112651512043381639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2005/09/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-112574196560200558</id><published>2005-09-03T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T03:13:03.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, This is i</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/1600/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/320/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was asked to report to Qwest last Aug 18, 2005, ive been trying to finish this blog. But my emotions is getting in the way, I end up feeling depress after completing 1 sentence.&lt;br /&gt;This time, ill try to finish this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Papa batch 2....&lt;br /&gt;Monica - I know you are happy right now and I know you know im happy for you...Always remember ill always be here and im still be the wind beneath your wings (you forgot to tell me if its your left wing or right wing...hehhee).......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jameson - thank you for everything (for tagging with me to 711, to buy food at mcdo and for walking me to the bus stop) and for allowing me to burst your bubble...hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romina - bading...ill miss you...thanks you for the chickahan and tawanan.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilith - thanks girl for being a good friend and if ever you need someone to talk to ... you know how to reach me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Che, jell, liezel and karen - thank you for everything...i know your all not connected with Sykes anymore and i hope you can read my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my MSN Direct family...Mars, Che, Peggy, AJ and to our adopted Joyce.... thanks for the memories ...hope we can go out of town again...&lt;br /&gt;To my OPS Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne - super thank you for everything...always remember our motto...i hope we can still be friends even if it would be difficult to hang out now that im in kpointe and your at RS...Im praying that you can join me here...and it would really really make me happy if finally finally you can make it ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goody- don’t be so moody ... goody and moody rhymes but I don’t think its good...hehehe...take care of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry - take care and good luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Park - remember when we had the talk at the bat cave...I was right after all when I said I might not be able to say goodbye ... thanks for teaching me everything I know about being an ops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Passport Family Ms Yvette - thanks for being a wonderful superior...im just sad that we only lasted for a few months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille - thank you for allowing me to be your friend...we hope to see you here at kpointe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badz and knought...ill be very very sad if ever the 2 of you would leave Sykes but im trying to be optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dianne - thank you for being a nice friend. i know we have our differences but you were willing to accept me flaws and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tops - rabs...we miss you (mayen, lori and me)...take care of yourself..dont make me say the magic word..hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norie - i wish that cupid is listening and would grant my wish that he would deliver your other half, the one perfectly made for you...thanks for being my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To MSN Friends&lt;br /&gt;Jocy - keep me posted regarding our next game plan to work abroad...hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - same as my wish to norie ...i wish that you can find your other half too, the one that would make you happy...cause your such a nice person with such a nice heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman, Kaser, Manel, Kristy, syumut, aimee and kagandahan (jean) - thanks for the funny memories...at one point in time you guys are my driving force to wake up in the morning and still go to work&lt;br /&gt;Direk - thank you for all the sessions we had...i hope we can have it again...just keep in touch ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people i failed to mention - its not that you are not important to me..its just that my back is hurting again..and you know me and my short term memory loss ... thanks for everything ...you made my stay in MSN memorable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-112574196560200558?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/112574196560200558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=112574196560200558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112574196560200558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112574196560200558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2005/09/finally-this-is-i.html' title='Finally, This is i'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-112355396738838653</id><published>2005-08-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T19:19:27.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/1600/DSC00416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1278/613/320/DSC00416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not comfortable putting my thoughts in writing, but today im making an exception. Last January 1, 2005, we all mourn the lost of a friend and to us who were there to witness it all, life will never be the same again. I have never felt that much emotion’s (fear, disappointment and anger) all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they expect you to react? I don’t think anybody can feel, think and act normal after witnessing that kind of scene. I didn’t even remember my cell phone number or pray the “our father” and yet they expect me to remember company rules. I was disappointed because the people who I thought would help me make them understand that like “him” I am a victim too, allow this to happen to me. Yes, they empathize with you, but then again they don’t know exactly how you feel because they’re not the ones having nightmares, there not the one who jumps whenever there’s a loud bang and there not the ones who sees her whole career collapse before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Anyong, I will never forget that you walked me to Glorietta. You don’t know how much that means to me. Looking back, I don’t know if you noticed but I was really in the edge of breaking down (kung hindi lang nakaka hiyang umiyak sa crowd). To Joanne, Goody and Larry thank you guys for fighting my battle. I will always be grateful that I am part of the Ops team. You are my main motivation to still come to work although I know the effort you exert to put up with me especially after they asked me to sign the letter. To Don Henrico and Jay, thank you for the advice but I was given no choice, but thanks anyway. To the people who helped me pick up the pieces thanks, you did more help than the talk with the psychiatrist…hehheheh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am ready to move on…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-112355396738838653?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/112355396738838653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=112355396738838653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112355396738838653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/112355396738838653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-not-comfortable-putting-my-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-111707823713265739</id><published>2005-05-25T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T20:40:36.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>***The song im singing right now!***</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JENNIFER LOPEZ (f/ Fat Joe&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hold You Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Verse 1][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now you've been holding me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For such a long time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;From back then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To now in my story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Straight from the hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You've always been there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And ya had my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(When they) Back when everybody saidI wasn't anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was you who had me holdin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter what was goin' on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So no whatever ya need I got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reminiscing that 6 train from way back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now its sky blue phantoms and stretch may backs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweepin' them floors in them Bronx apartments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mira esta que on that red carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With Pun died you was the first to call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never told you but you was there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whatever you need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll be there for youCrack - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got ya back for real (True story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Bridge][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now my loyalty, will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With you, if you just promise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That you'll stay real just like you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'Cause baby you don't have to change (no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situationBoy, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situationGirl, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Verse 2][Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2005 Rakim and Jody Watley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why'd she paint such a picture so perfect Quite possibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The real expression from BXTo South Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'ma always hold you down, girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You can count on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So remember this whenever I call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We go back too farWe've been through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even though we haven't spoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In so longAin't nothing has changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not a damn thing, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Bridge][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now my loyalty, will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With you, if you just promise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That you'll stay real just like you are'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause baby you don't have to change because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you downYou know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Girl, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Verse 3][Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Like green, it's the autumns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Things will stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This industry, yeah, I foughtMade me this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get between me and J.Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I simply stayYou better off sweepin' leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a windy day (no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I don't care about the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'ma ride for you if there's a complication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every time you had my back and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When we were young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now you Joe, we crackin' off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Bridge][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now my loyalty, will always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;With you, if you just promise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That you'll stay real just like you are'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause baby you don't have to change because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Chorus][Jennifer:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you downYou know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situationGirl, I'm gon' hold you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Jennifer and Fat Joe:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don't know how much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whenever you downYou know that you can lean on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter the situationI'm gon' hold you down&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/8784850-111707823713265739?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/111707823713265739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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up to believe that men were the answer. They weren't. They weren't even one of the questions. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110195333865952098?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110195333865952098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110195333865952098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110195333865952098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110195333865952098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/12/women-were-brought-up-to-believe-that.html' title='Women were brought up to believe that men were the answer. They weren&apos;t. They weren&apos;t even one of the questions. '/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-110067999743059495</id><published>2004-11-17T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:26:37.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED</title><content type='html'>Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in theribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped afterI started doing the same thing to them at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067999743059495?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067999743059495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067999743059495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067999743059495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067999743059495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-to-stop-people-from-bugging-you.html' title='HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-110067972301551739</id><published>2004-11-17T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:22:03.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROPENSITY TO CHANGE</title><content type='html'>A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and shedoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067972301551739?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067972301551739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067972301551739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067972301551739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067972301551739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/propensity-to-change.html' title='PROPENSITY TO CHANGE'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067951516390300</id><published>2004-11-17T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:18:35.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and lovehim a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not tryto understand her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067951516390300?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067951516390300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067951516390300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067951516390300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067951516390300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067942542556870</id><published>2004-11-17T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:17:05.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS</title><content type='html'>A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.  &lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.  &lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.  &lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067942542556870?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067942542556870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067942542556870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067942542556870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067942542556870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/general-equations-statistics.html' title='GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067934350469292</id><published>2004-11-17T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:15:43.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'> SHOPPING MATH</title><content type='html'>A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.  &lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067934350469292?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067934350469292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067934350469292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067934350469292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067934350469292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/shopping-math.html' title=' SHOPPING MATH'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067925370117897</id><published>2004-11-17T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:14:13.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OFFICE ARITHMETIC</title><content type='html'>Smart boss + smart employee = profit  &lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + dumb employee = production  &lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion  &lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067925370117897?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067925370117897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067925370117897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067925370117897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067925370117897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/office-arithmetic.html' title='OFFICE ARITHMETIC'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067905275245619</id><published>2004-11-17T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:10:52.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROMANCE MATHEMATICS</title><content type='html'>Smart man + smart woman = romance &lt;br /&gt;Smart man + dumb woman = affair  &lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + smart woman = marriage  &lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067905275245619?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067905275245619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067905275245619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067905275245619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067905275245619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/romance-mathematics.html' title='ROMANCE MATHEMATICS'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110067894507411768</id><published>2004-11-17T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:09:05.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'> THE SEMANTICS OF "I LOVE YOU"... </title><content type='html'>"I love you" [is] a statement that can be expressed in so many varied ways. It may be a stage song, repeated daily without a meaning,or barely an audible murmer, full of surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it means: I desire you or I want you sexually. It may mean: I hope you love me or I hope that I will be able to love you. Often it means: it may be that a relationship can develop between us or even I hate you. Often it is a wish for emotional exchange: I want your admiration in exchange for mine or I give my love in exchange for some passion or I want to feel cozy and at home with you or I admire some of your qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A declaration of love is mostly a request: I desire you or I want you to gratify me, I want your protection or I want to be intimate with your I want to exploit your loveliness. Sometimes it is the need for security and tenderness, for parental treatment. It may mean: My self-love goes out to you. But it may also express submissiveness: Please take me as I am, or I feel guilty about you, I want, through you, to correct the mistakes I have made in human relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be self-sacrifice and a masochistic wish for dependency. However, it may also be a full affirmation of the other,taking the responsibility for mutual exchange of feelings.&lt;br /&gt;It may be a weak feeling of friendliness, it may be the scarcely even whispered expression of ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you," --wish, desire, submission,conquest; it is never the word itself that tells the real meaning here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110067894507411768?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110067894507411768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110067894507411768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067894507411768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110067894507411768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/semantics-of-i-love-you.html' title=' THE SEMANTICS OF &quot;I LOVE YOU&quot;... '/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-110006165561002188</id><published>2004-11-09T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:40:55.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend In England</title><content type='html'>Last night, I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems year&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in the city&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing is clear&lt;br /&gt;But thoughts of me&lt;br /&gt;holding you&lt;br /&gt;Bringing us near&lt;br /&gt;And tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;When can I touch you&lt;br /&gt;When will this strong yearning end&lt;br /&gt;And when Will I hold you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, in New England&lt;br /&gt;Took me away&lt;br /&gt;To long rocky beaches --and you,&lt;br /&gt;by the bay&lt;br /&gt;We started a story&lt;br /&gt;Whose ende must now wait&lt;br /&gt;And, tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;When can I touch you&lt;br /&gt;When will this strong yearning end&lt;br /&gt;And when&lt;br /&gt;Will I hold you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the change comin'&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wind blow&lt;br /&gt;I feel brave and daring!&lt;br /&gt;I feel my blood flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I can bring out&lt;br /&gt;All the love, that I have&lt;br /&gt;With you there's a heaven&lt;br /&gt;So earth ain't so bad&lt;br /&gt;And tell me&lt;br /&gt;When will our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;When can I touch you&lt;br /&gt;When will this strong yearning end&lt;br /&gt;And when Will I hold you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-110006165561002188?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/110006165561002188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=110006165561002188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110006165561002188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/110006165561002188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/11/weekend-in-england.html' title='Weekend In England'/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-109834818852360403</id><published>2004-10-21T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T01:43:08.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IF YUNG LOVE MO.. </title><content type='html'>1. MAWALA SAYO&lt;br /&gt;-depende...depende sa kung paano sya nawala at sa emotiona investment ko...INVESTMENT?!...business ba ang relationship?!..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MAMATAY&lt;br /&gt;-id feel sad..and id pray for him and beg him na hwag akong multuhin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. INAGAW&lt;br /&gt;- for sure feel nya rin na maagaw kasi nga walang maaagaw kung hindi nagpapa agaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. NAGMAHAL NG IBA&lt;br /&gt;- id dump him thats for sure...pero id make sure hindi na nya magagawa sa iba. ..ill give him a lesson that he wont forget...hehhehehhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. GAGUHIN KA&lt;br /&gt;- ill make his life miserable first ... then ill dump him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. AYAW NA NYA&lt;br /&gt;- ayaw ko rin...hindi ko ugaling ipagsiksikan ang sarili ko sa ayaw sakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. NAKITA MO KASAMA NYA EX NYA&lt;br /&gt;- he better have a better explanation..or else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. BABALIK SYA SA EX NYA&lt;br /&gt;- goodluck...iniwan nya tapos babalikan nya?...dapat sure syang hindi nya ko babalikan kasi hindi ako tumatanggap ng 2nd hand...hehhehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. MALAMAN MO NA LOVE NA LOVE KA NYA&lt;br /&gt;- if i love him din...di maganda... pero kung sya lang ang nagmamahal sakin..id be very frustrated...kasi his just making both of our lives uncomfortable and probably miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. KANTAHAN KA NYA&lt;br /&gt;- kilig...dapat pala kinilig ako nung ginawa yan sakin..kaso reyna ako ng deadma..nasan na kaya yung nangharana sakin syang cute pa naman yun...MANG HINAYANG BA?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. PAKASALAN KA NYA&lt;br /&gt;- kung mahal ko bakit ang hindi... pero kung hindi...NO WAY! kahit gun point pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. SINAKTAN KA NYA PHYSICALLY&lt;br /&gt;-demandahan itu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. BUMALIK EX MO&lt;br /&gt;- sabi ko nga hindi ko binabalikan ang inayawan ko na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. NAKIKIPAGBALIKAN EX MO&lt;br /&gt;- NO WAY... i always learn from my mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. PUNTA SYA STATES PARA WORK&lt;br /&gt;- no problem... pero id break up with him... hindi ako avid fan ng long distance love affair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. MAY PIC NG EX NYA SA WALLET NYA&lt;br /&gt;- id ask him about it... and he better have a better excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. INIIWASAN KA NIYA?&lt;br /&gt;- id confront him why? ... pag di ako bilib sa sagot GOODBYE..mabuti na yung nauna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-109834818852360403?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/109834818852360403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=109834818852360403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109834818852360403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109834818852360403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-if-yung-love-mo.html' title='WHAT IF YUNG LOVE MO.. '/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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-8784850.post-109818120048720980</id><published>2004-10-19T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T03:20:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FACT 1:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Jessiely&lt;br /&gt;Birth date: February 21&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Cagayan de Oro&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: robinsons summit.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: dark brown-&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: black- Height: 5'3-&lt;br /&gt;Right handed or Left handed: right&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 2:&lt;br /&gt;Race: filipino&lt;br /&gt;Weakness: patience is not my favorite virtue&lt;br /&gt;Biggest fear: death&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: as long as its PIZZA all is fine with me&lt;br /&gt;Goals you'd like to achieve:To be live comfortably and HAPPY (knowing that I deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 3:&lt;br /&gt;Your?- Most overused phrase(s): Korek!&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts first waking up: Work na naman!&lt;br /&gt;Best physical feature:pass next question!&lt;br /&gt;Usual bedtime: may usual ba kapag nasa call center ka?&lt;br /&gt;Most missed memory: college and college friends! (Before i dont expect myself saying that id missed it...nag kwu-quarterlife crisis na nga ata ako..hehhehehe)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 4:&lt;br /&gt;Preferences..?- Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDo.&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: depende. Single (kapag feel mo ang date mo)..Group(kapag hindi mo feel ang date mo) hehhehhe&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Iced Tea or Nestle tea: Lipton.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Latte: cappuccino.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 5:&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;Sing: you dont want to hear me sing ... i swear....&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower every day: oo naman&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush(es):Marami before pero ngayon WALA..ano ba yan...I really need a LIFE&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: Definitely&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: If i wouldnt, who would&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: Yap yap&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: No but im a freak.hehhehehhe&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: YES&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: not really&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: Nah..&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 6:&lt;br /&gt;In the past month, you?&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: nope....matagal tagal na ngang HINDI.. (looser get a life)&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a date: hay lumalabas ang pagiging looser ko nito...next&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: OO naman&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi:sorry I hate it...allergy alert&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: nope&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: goodluck sakin&lt;br /&gt; ---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 7:&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: 29 pag lumampas nako dyan mag mamadre ako ..hehhehe&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and Names of Children: i havent thought that far ahead yet&lt;br /&gt;Describe your Dream Wedding: thats for me to know and you to find out&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: nakapikit ano pah....&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 8:&lt;br /&gt;List the number of:&lt;br /&gt;People i trust with my life: parents and people i call my friends (hindi kasama yung mga feeling nila friend ko sila)&lt;br /&gt;cd u own: konti lang ...1....hehhehehe&lt;br /&gt;Piercings: 2&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos: not my thing&lt;br /&gt;Things in my past I wanna forget: hmm...wala ata&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;FACT 9:&lt;br /&gt;What..?- Music are you listening to now:Jay Z Encore&lt;br /&gt;Time is it now: 6:19 PM&lt;br /&gt;Your handphone model: Nokia 3200&lt;br /&gt;What are the things &amp;amp; ppl you treasure: family and friends and the moment i spent with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-109818120048720980?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/109818120048720980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=109818120048720980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109818120048720980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109818120048720980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/10/fact-1-name-jessiely-birth-date.html' title=''/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8784850.post-109817916784195545</id><published>2004-10-19T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T02:46:07.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Are Hard To Pleased </title><content type='html'>The problems with GUYS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him;&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't, he says u are PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;If u DRESS Nicely, he says u are trying to LURE him;&lt;br /&gt;If u Don't, he says u are from KAMPUNG.&lt;br /&gt;If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN;&lt;br /&gt;If u keep QUIET, he says u have no BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE;&lt;br /&gt;If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u;&lt;br /&gt;If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u.(very true huh?)&lt;br /&gt;If u don't make love with him., he says u don't Love him;&lt;br /&gt;If u do!! he says u are CHEAP.&lt;br /&gt;If u tell him your PROBLEM, he says u are TROBLESOME;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't, he says that u don't TRUST him.&lt;br /&gt;If u SCOLD him, u are like ! a NANNY to him;&lt;br /&gt;If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.&lt;br /&gt;If u BREAK your PROMISE, u Cannot be TRUSTED;&lt;br /&gt;If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.&lt;br /&gt;If u SMOKE, u are BAD girl;&lt;br /&gt;If he SMOKES, he is GENTLEMENT.&lt;br /&gt;If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK;&lt;br /&gt;If he does WELL, it's BRAINS.&lt;br /&gt;If u HURT him, u are CRUEL;&lt;br /&gt;If he HURTS u, u ar e too ! SENSITIVE &amp;amp; sooo hard to please!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;If u send this to guys, they will swear that it's not true.......but if u don't, they say u are selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8784850-109817916784195545?l=simplyjessie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/feeds/109817916784195545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8784850&amp;postID=109817916784195545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109817916784195545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8784850/posts/default/109817916784195545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyjessie.blogspot.com/2004/10/men-are-hard-to-pleased.html' title='Men Are Hard To Pleased '/><author><name>Simply Jessie</name><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>
