<?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-725959585725016866</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:31:40.449+08:00</updated><category term='USLS'/><category term='Ibaraki - Ken'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Plans'/><category term='House MD'/><category term='Br. 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Life. Journey. Seeing Everything thru the Lenses</title><subtitle type='html'>A Lens man with a dream. A Lens with the channel.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-662667343069638531</id><published>2009-12-30T19:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:18:34.063+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USLS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bacolod City'/><title type='text'>"Wishes Do Get Granted"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SzxdguIyJWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/T1_AL__kqJ0/s1600-h/Blogger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SzxdguIyJWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/T1_AL__kqJ0/s400/Blogger3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421310868169303394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;arely six months ago, I was here in this place enjoying a grande-sized signature hot chocolate with my cousin as he waited for me to arrive. And here I am again to this place, checking some test papers, enjoying a venti-sized mocha frap, choco doughnut and a brownie from the gift cheque I’ve received from Ms. Kats, that was placed inside a canister for Grand Marnier. I thought it was a shuttlecock; one guessed it was a set of brief… nice guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Szwxbd4yxtI/AAAAAAAAARc/2vfIlZbdu8c/s400/IMG_8824+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262399396300498" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And the gift is....300 Pesos worth of Starbucks GC. Thanks Ms. Kats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As is chatted a student from my Alma Mater for the preparation for the upcoming student elections, she asked, where I am. I said: “check my work description at the info page of FB…” As she discovered it, she said: “Wah, you are indeed in another Lasallian institution…” she added “Marami nga ang nagtataka kung bakit ka nandyan…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well, it is not only people from the student socio-political party that I belong with when I was in college are asking what on earth I am doing here. But also people that I know from Elem, HS and College.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Szwxa4wM1XI/AAAAAAAAARU/vNSG15wtsN4/s400/IMG_8922+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262389428147570" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ideas just keep on flowing on my mind that I grabbed my pen and tissue papers to write my thoughts for the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; marked the 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; month since me and my batch mates, the class of 2009, graduated from college.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; It was a very memorable experience for me, specifically for our class, Communication Class of 2009 Section 2. Our bonding started at JFH202 and marched down at Ugnayang La Salle. The separation made the longing for the batch even much stronger, as can be seen at FB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; was the 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; month since I started working …&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was June 15 that I visited my Alma Mater to get a recommendation letter from our department and from the College Dean. It was also the time for me to see the first day of Classes, me not being a student anymore. And the next day will be another journey thru the sky for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was surreal, it was like one week before I leave that I received a text message coming from a friend if I already have a work.  Answering “none…as of this moment…” A casual FB chat/interview followed.  Few days more, a phone call from that friend marked to the history of my life. It was like a VO from the NASA control room stating that “the Eagle has landed…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And the eagle has certainly landed…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The feeling was like I am just like in our place…so familiar. I felt like I just travelled from Laguna to Cubao. No weird or home sick feelings. I was wearing a simple attire; White LYC ’09 Exec Committee Shirt with some choco stain, jeans and slippers. Knowing that Sbucks also landed here, I decided to go over and have a zip of a hot choco from the coffee shop that I loved the most. And the feeling was: “I will not miss manila after all…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SzwxZ4gGLtI/AAAAAAAAARE/1YTA4PbTGmQ/s400/IMG_8969+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262372180733650" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;le doing this blog entry, I am trying to register for unlimited text service from Globe, and the wish was granted 2 days after this entry was started. For this year, I am a Globe and Smart sim card users. Thanks Reg for the phone theme and for the wallpaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;st&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; marked the 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;st&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; month since my probationary contract ended.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; 21 will be forever remembered in my life. Aside from “last day” of my contract, it was also the date that a very dear person in the lives of every Lasallian, moved on. Bro Arian seen me crying as I felt helpless going back to Manila to see him one last time. But that feeling was somehow ended with a dream (&lt;a href="http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-lasallian-lensman.html"&gt;A True Lasallian Lensman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Many people asked me, why I am here. Wondering....why I decided here to work. Why would a “manila” guy decided to work here instead in Manila. The last question was asked by my colleague in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For one, I love the job that was offered to me. I am aware that I was not the “First Round Pick” for the spot. But I understand the reason, because I am not from here. But I was able to get the spot, an opportunity to continue what I am loved to do during my college years, serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Being a freshgrad posted a lot of challenges. Maybe it is not orally spoken, or written. But I must prove something… that I am worthy of the spot. I am worthy of the “importation.” That I am the right guy, for the job. Yes, the pressure was there. Because I am a guy from “Manila” and the name of my Alma Mater is at stake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Szw7Abmpb8I/AAAAAAAAARs/JM3Dw9-ldGU/s400/DEC_21078_pp+copy2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421272930043129794" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, that's me. Taken almost a year ago for our yearbook. Too bad that the photo studio messed up and our class photo is now "missing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Yes, I committed mistakes, many of them for the past months. Most of them are mistakes that a guy like me would be likely to commit, considering my degree that I finished in college. I remember my teacher in EdMan saying that, we should continue learning and never stop on finding answers. I am continuing searching for answers in life, and one of them is: “Am I doing the right things for me not to disappoint my Boss?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was a rough start, it was. But toward the end of my probationary contract my boss asked me if I wanted to stay…And I said yes. I was not hesitated to answer that question. For one, I love my job. Second I love the people around me, especially my Boss/Mentor/Friend, Ms. Lormi. And Third, I love this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“We are not perfect, if we are perfect, we are in heaven now…” This was the words of the head of the UPress in my workplace. It somehow motivated me to continue working with pride and honor, even I committed many mistakes. But in every mistake that I commit, I should learn something from it. It should sharpen me, to have an edge. It is also true when my boss told me that “It is not enough that we love what we do…in some way, is not enough…we should do more to be able to make our job better…” That’s the reason why I would like to be mentored, to be guided and molded to be an educator, rather than a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am glad that I made this decision in my life. Being far away from my family and friends is not new for me. I am not saying I don’t miss them. But what I am trying to say is that, I am doing this for me to grow as an individual, for me to be a more matured person. And I am glad that my parents are very supportive in that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am glad that I am with my Lola. She’s the girl in my life right now. And being with me makes me understand things in life that my parents are just telling me. It is really different if you are experiencing things that our parents are saying to us that our grandparents taught them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Szwxb37XmAI/AAAAAAAAARk/OtKeUI5aqNM/s400/IMG_8819+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262406386423810" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm happy to be with my Lola for Christmas and for New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Every day that pass, I can feel that I am learning big time. From the experiences that I encounter everyday to the stories of my Lola, to the kulitan sessions that we have in the office…all of them are contributing to build a better me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Recently, I have this experience from a prominent local pastry shop. I was dressed as me, the simple me. Shirt, Jeans and slippers…well slightly dirty feet.  I asked the guy if he could to me the cake that was unclaimed during that time (the cake is supposedly to be picked-up by 9AM and it was 3PM). The guy didn’t entertain me. But a guy next to me, with the same concern, was entertained.  Reality bites; that if you don’t dressed well, people will not take you seriously. But my point is that considering that I am in that place, meaning I have the capacity to pay. It just felt sad about it, and took it as a learning experience for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That is just one of my experiences to this place that I am considering now as my home. I don’t classify it as a negative one nor as a positive one. It is simply a learning experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That’s one of the reasons why I decided to this “Repackaging Phase” in my life, pysically and internally. Not because it’s 2010, but because I am now a young professional. Having this job of mine made me a deeper person. It made me more spiritual and a loving person, patient and more understanding. Having deep humility and knowing when to shut my mouth, especially if I committed a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I could say that I am the luckiest employee in this planet. For I have wonderful colleagues. Having diverse personalities made us one happy family. The chemistry is there and the respect is mutual. Even though, I am the youngest in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00B050;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;office, they make me feel that age does not matter, because they got my back. That’s the reason why I am very much open to be criticized by them, because they want me to improve as an employee and grow as a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Before 2009 ends, you that are curious where I am will now know my location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6 months ago, I was looking over the sea of students rushing over JFH to be sheltered from hard rain. And now, here I am in the looking over the window of my favorite coffee shop…in the City of Smiles, Bacolod City, Negros Occidental, where my mother came from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the 23rd marked my first day, as a permanent/regular academic support staff of our office. An inspiration for me to continue to work well, learn and grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am Jackner John Borja, Assistant to Office Student Affairs’ Special Programs of the University of Saint La Salle. (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/JohnIsGreen?ref=name#/JohnIsGreen?v=info&amp;amp;ref=name"&gt;see job description&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2009 is so kind to me, to us. Despite the challenges that we encountered this year, I hope that it serves as a learning challenge for us that made us tougher and wiser; a reminder that we can still smile in the midst of this challenges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wish for a wonderful 2010, not only for me, but for all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If there is a lesson that 2009 taught me, it would be coming from my colleague, Ms. Kats, told me. That “Wishes, do get granted…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SzwxaWE8MBI/AAAAAAAAARM/fpCScRnQJYc/s400/IMG_8816+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421262380119896082" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blessed to have two planners. Both coming from Ms. Kats. I gave my card to my colleagues with few stickers left to fill in. I have another one on the way. And it will be given to Philippe Jan de la Cruz, fulfilling his wish. My wish was granted, I grant other's wish. Blessing is shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As we face 2010, together we grow, learn and fulfill wishes for others and for me to grow in the Lasallian Ministry as a better educator, learner and individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Rektikano po sa ating tanan! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-662667343069638531?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/662667343069638531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=662667343069638531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/662667343069638531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/662667343069638531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-after-toga.html' title='&quot;Wishes Do Get Granted&quot;'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SzxdguIyJWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/T1_AL__kqJ0/s72-c/Blogger3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-3632866097104737702</id><published>2009-10-28T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:05:58.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nong Richard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iggy Villanueva'/><title type='text'>Time Flies Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubMPEFtZQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/B5K9eolIPPM/s400/BloggerHeaderTimeFliesFast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397225762617910530" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 145px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Original Posting Date: October 24, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The challenges brought by the typhoons, really made me more attached and caring for my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is what I really wanted to do. The challenge of improving every month, every week, every day, every hour, every minute, every second. Because I have the greatest bosses in the world, and I should not take it for granted. Sometimes, I commit mistakes. Even having “sabaw” moments, but remembering what the head of the UPress told me, “Kung perfect ka, Wala ka na sa mundong ito..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A thought that gave me the moment of silence, an inner silence that kept me thinking even up to this very moment. Maybe that’s the reason why Br. Ceci already moved on to another chapter of his journey. He had lived a perfect life, touching so many lives around the archipelago, and around the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maybe that’s the reason why God allowed me to meet a great person in Nong Richard. That even in a very short period of time, he was able to touched my life and realize that no matter how hard life is, there is always a light moment out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubJl3xAMtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f4SUtb6mjDY/s400/IMG_2588+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397222855911944914" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The picture was taken by yours truly during the University Week Celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And to the captain, Iggy Villanueva, you have fought a great fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You have fought the battle like a Lasallian should,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“…fight to keep your glory bright, and never shall we fail…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I do not know him personally. I am not even sure if he was the person that I had seen during a Lasallian gathering, but the inspiration that you have gave to Lasallians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubPbeVqatI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/6NmRP67IivQ/s400/Picture+1285.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229274357459666" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubJnQ6l2FI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Dl-Bzl8GKGw/s400/Picture+1329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397222879842916434" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;not only to the students here, but around the Philippines made a big impact. You are a true Lasallian Gentleman. It is very evident with people telling how you made them stronger every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubJnEiLTjI/AAAAAAAAAQY/s9mgz9OtD90/s400/Picture+1327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397222876519288370" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubJmtZRapI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jzHyf2gS-34/s400/Picture+1322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397222870307924626" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubJmLAr4dI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UeyF0Jcav7Y/s400/Picture+1239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397222861077995986" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubMOwINWJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CpGEU7QCh6M/s400/Picture+1381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397225757259683986" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px; " /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Meeting Iggy's parents and listening to their stories and feeling their emotions, they are surely lucky to have him in their Family. You will never be forgotten Iggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The "Iggy Fund" is still open with the following details:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Iggy Fund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;002243-0001-09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;BPI Rizal Extension Branch, Bacolod City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In time, I will be posting about my current place, my current enjoyment in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And for the people that are saying that they miss me, I miss all of you. ^_^. I am still the Jackner that you know, maybe a little improved, plus the weight that I gained and being a loser when it comes to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Maybe on some other time, it’s nice to talk about Philippine politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Rektikano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-3632866097104737702?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/3632866097104737702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=3632866097104737702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3632866097104737702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3632866097104737702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/10/challenges-brought-by-typhoons-really.html' title='Time Flies Fast'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SubMPEFtZQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/B5K9eolIPPM/s72-c/BloggerHeaderTimeFliesFast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-7343384598761920907</id><published>2009-06-22T17:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:07:38.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Br. Ceci'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Salle'/><title type='text'>A True Lasallian Lensman</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sj9LkJ9oNeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/G58KvMmk2K0/s400/aTrueLasallianLensman.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 145px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350077966861219298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was invited to attend a Lasallian Formation for Alumni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was Br. Ray Suplido and a lot of Alumin coming from my current workplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was inspiring because the last speaker qouted one of my favorite Bro...Bro. Ceci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the event, I went to the Bro's residence &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was at a Coffee shop when Milcah texted me, at first I ignored it because it was too bad to be a joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Garet texted me, and I replied to her saying "Hindi magandang, biro yan..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then while walking going back to my workplace, someone texted me again, and it was Lendl saying the same news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went directly to Bro. Arian to confirm it and when he opened the door...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked: "Bro totoo po ba?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He interupted me by saying: "Yes it's true, He is no longer with us..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And that was a crying moment for me and at the same time, a mocking moment for Bro. Arian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I asked God before I slept last night: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Is it really his time?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Is his mission really over?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And thru a dream, Bro answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Macy and I were texting that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I told her, "If I am going to be a Brother, He is one of the reasons..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though, He also thought me that even if you are not a FSC, you can live the life of being a FSC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The stories he told us, truely inspired our souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up, went thru the door and saw him standing in black shirt with cream colored pants...im not sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the main thing that he said to me, "tapos na ang mission ko..." while smiling at me and comforting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then someone came on our way, it was the priest, the parish priest. Im not sure if he was the priest from the Lasalle Dasma, Fr. Lino or the priest from LSGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had a conversation with the priest. It was short, but the priest told me to go somewhere...im not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then off we went, to an office nearby. I saw the secretary, she was low and sad, and she told me "Oh, hindi ka ba pupunta?" And i just smiled at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The guy that I am with went to directly to a door and I followed him to get his DSLR. He said "Hay, nakalock, si Dodo talaga oh..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then suddenly, we both look down, he is now wearing the rabbat, the black rabbat and white slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw myself in the mirror. My hair is a mess, and I am wearing the FTK '09 T-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then the secretary was looking at me while saying "Oh, hindi ka ba pupunta?", and then off we went to a grassed area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And he was talking about me continuing what I do and at the same time doing it at my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I accompanied him to his chair in a chapel or a church with a high seiling and tapped him at the back and said: "Bro thank you..." He smiled at me, and I smiled back at him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Upon leaving that moment, a girl (Knowing that I am seeing someone that is not there) was looking at me and said to her: "Alam ko. Mas nanainisin ko pang nasa ganung state ako, kung makikita ko naman siya..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know who the girl was, but she looked at me then her attention was diverted into the parade of sakristan scattering some ashes. I can't describe the urn, but i saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then afterwards, Bro Dodo was there marching away with the sakristan. Then I saw a friend of mine at the novitiate who is reportedly to be thin and we had a conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a dream within a dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was Br. Ceci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was calm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Appreciative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hind masasayang ang mga kwento niya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hina masasayang ang mga aral na naituro niya sa atin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is more than a Lasallian Brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More than a story teller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More than a teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More than a lensman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More than an animator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is a life well lived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss you Lolo Ceci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You’re one of the coolest Bro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sj9LkQ2I6HI/AAAAAAAAAP4/aLdV3Sg8zf0/s1600-h/IMG_3792.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sj9LkQ2I6HI/AAAAAAAAAP4/aLdV3Sg8zf0/s400/IMG_3792.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350077968708855922" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/725959585725016866-7343384598761920907?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/7343384598761920907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=7343384598761920907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7343384598761920907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7343384598761920907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-lasallian-lensman.html' title='A True Lasallian Lensman'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sj9LkJ9oNeI/AAAAAAAAAPw/G58KvMmk2K0/s72-c/aTrueLasallianLensman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-5837026203611030729</id><published>2009-05-25T19:32:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:35:23.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Unconditional Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF0ad9C8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/RUop3w6D1PA/s400/Unconditional+Love.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339727443705793474" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:24px;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;am fortunate enough to be part of the Lasallian Youth Commission as one of its facilitators last May 16 - 21, 2009 at La Salle Greenhills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kuya keane told me: “Welcome to the Lasallian Youth Commission” upon giving the crucifix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was one casual moment that I will treasure in my lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF1sc8VLI/AAAAAAAAAPY/iEE19Tp918Y/s400/IMG_2898+copy.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339727465713259698" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the workshop/meeting goes on, I then realize what I am longing for when I left DLSU-D. As I saw it thru the eyes and smiles of the participants, I told to myself, this is what I missed…big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF0rkbR6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/YBwyIRtpFlM/s400/IMG_3748+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339727448296343458" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hearing Br. Arianne Lopez, FSC talk about the LYC during his time and our time, it is really a dream come true for those that are hoping to make a change for the betterment of the Lasallian youth and for our country. “You are making history, take this opportunity to make a change…”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqK4VOv6jI/AAAAAAAAAPg/qaJY7oOpogU/s400/IMG_3063+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339733008577456690" /&gt;I have been to many conferences, seminars and forums, locally and internationally, but there is nothing like the Lasallian way. It was one hell of a moment for me as I look at them. And I told to my self that I should do this again. I should help lasallian youth for them top grow to help to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;make a better Philippines. I unconditionally love La Salle and my country, the Philippines. This 2010 elections, let your voices be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The youth sector can elect the next President of the Philippines. Register and Vote. Participate and be active.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqK4_F_mBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/up_aq6i1_ig/s400/IMG_3963+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339733019815024658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As what Engr. Jun Lozada said to all of the Lasallian Leaders, “Be a diamond, Share the Light”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The hopes are high for the 2009 – 2010 National Executive Committee of the Lasallian Youth Commission. And we are here to be your back –up, ready to support and help you guys. Rektikano!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF1FC5IZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BtFmveYCW48/s400/IMG_3972+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339727455135015314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A million thanks to Ate Vanez and Kuya Keane for the wonderful opportunity that you had given me, until next time. And to all of the Lasallians that I had meet during the LYC Summer workshop/meeting, It is my honor to be part of your journey. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nd there she goes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Asking permission from ate Vanez and Kuya Keanne, I was able to go out of La Salle Greenhills and went to Greenbelt 3, specifically at Sentro last May 17, 2009 to bid farewell to my friend, Areum Cha. It was a very quick but sensible night. Actually, all of the possible topics that we could talk about were already discussed before the night. The chapter was ended, and we need to flip the page. And I believe she is happy with her life now, and that is being with her family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF1XIZj3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/a19Cmv17FwQ/s400/IMG_3146+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339727459989950322" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The classic text message that I will treasure is: “…Im gonna miss you and the Philippines.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Loving unconditionally can make you think and do things that you do not imagine that you will do on a regular basis. Even though you are hurting yourself, as long as you see that person happy, you will take a step further for that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my case, I have been into a painful relationship. And I thought that I will never really feel the “love” that I felt before and during that painful relationship. Actually, I cannot believe that I will utter the phrase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“I will always be here for you, not matter what. All I want is to see you happy…”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I realized, yes I love unconditionally, and I am not waiting for anything in return…because she loves somebody else.  Yes it was like a real poke in the heart. But the reason why we love is for us to see the ones we love happy. And that’s my goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then Romeo Soriano and I had this conversation a while ago. We have similarities when it comes to love, we are hopeless romantic. During the conversation, he shared to me a song of Incubus entitled Monuments and Melodies. The part of the song that really hit me was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You magnify my better half&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though all I have today is your photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes indeed, All I have is her photograph, a simple reminder for me that I should not let the day past without even smiling. And I will never get tired to bring joy to your life. Thank you, for giving me the reason to smile and believe in the concept of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-5837026203611030729?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/5837026203611030729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=5837026203611030729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5837026203611030729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5837026203611030729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/05/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional Love'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/ShqF0ad9C8I/AAAAAAAAAO4/RUop3w6D1PA/s72-c/Unconditional+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-3572869550909264115</id><published>2009-05-15T02:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:22:46.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SSEAYP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parañaque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dangwa'/><title type='text'>Why Not Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxyM1ylfRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-PgjPN80DFo/s1600-h/blogger+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxyM1ylfRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-PgjPN80DFo/s400/blogger+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765223450443026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone asked me, "Dude, have you applied for SSEAYP (Ship for South East Asian Youth Programme)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They had extended the deadline, two days after your birthday bro..." and I said "Nope, not know" and He replied "Why not now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I still don't know the answer to that question. Maybe because I need to work, find myself so that when I represented the Philippines again, I am in the whole pieces again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really don’t what should I answer to that question. But one thing is for sure, that SSEAYP is part of top ten things I should do before I die. One day, I'll ride the Nippon Maru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those who are going to be interviewed for SSEAYP, best wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;“Dude, do it. Go to Dangwa (Manila). Buy her donuts. Take the risk. Fall. Smile. That’s the thing called love.  If you fall, cry, shout, depressed…let it be. It’s what you get from becoming too fascinated with love. It’s yin – yang, positive and negative. Good riddance.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was the text message of my friend Macy at around 8:00am of the 14th of May. Before that, I do have doubts of going out of my comfort zone and try my “luck” again in love. So by reading this text message, it really gave me a boost in my morale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I told my mother that I will be leaving again, (since I went to my Alma Mater on the 13th of May for my clearance and thesis), and giving no reason at all that I will go to Manila, she asked me If I could go to our house at Paranaque city and see my Tito, I said yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why not now do the things that make me feel happy? So , off I went to Manila. First stop at Ayala, Makati to buy some donuts. There, I fetched Brenfred who is very patient enough and cooperative with my plans for this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next stop, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dangwa_flower_market"&gt;Dangwa&lt;/a&gt;.( That was my first time to go to that place Hahahahaha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sgxr5d4DgcI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7PUaS7q0_XQ/s400/IMG_2864+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335758293543649730" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sgxpr0AargI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Kc7oysbjNjI/s400/IMG_2865+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755859942878722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we arrived at the Bangbang LRT Station, I have no idea where to go. Then I told Bren (translated in English) “Dude, if there is still no buses or jeepness that will go to Dangwa, we will ride a cab…” And that was what happened. The people there are so nice. Kudos to the people at Dangwa, especially to these two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxpsOq4RiI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xGdgIDXHh5E/s400/IMG_2866+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755867100300834" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off we went to our final stop, the target location.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxpsD5RZRI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/aluRAeHZ3sA/s400/IMG_2872+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755864207877394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Carol2, Michael "The Animated", Carol1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxpsZUuGqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/g8mgdGTw98M/s400/IMG_2878+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755869960149666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;nother satisfied customer of Krispy Kreme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;KK Philippines, is there any complimentary donut? Kudos KK Philippines!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/Sgxpsl4yffI/AAAAAAAAAOg/kddwDdbm_lg/s400/IMG_2877+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335755873332657650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Brenfred "The Wonder Brown Bread"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Thanks Bren, I owe you a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, summarizing what happened next, it was short but a happy moment for me. I don’t want to mess up their meeting so off I went to Parañaque, to meet my Tito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Thanks to the Supreme Student Council (As corrected by the current president LoL) of Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila. We apologize for buldging in on your meeting! Nice meeting all of you! Hope to see all of you soon again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I consider the children (my cousins) of my Tito(the eldest brother of my mother) as the closest cousin that I have on my mother side. And after a year, my tito and me had seen each other again and talked about so many things. College life, Bar, Partying, Me being a silent type of guy (yes I am quite when I am at our place), my dreams, plans for the next months, pregnancy, love and relationship and the pain that comes with it. It was a very sensible conversation that we had. I believe among my cousins, at my age of 20, I am the one that can I have a conversation like that to my Tito, to my Tita and to my Lola. You know the mature talk. Anyway, he told me that he is more than willing to help me with my plans; I just need to coordinate with him, my Tita (the youngest sister of my mother) and my other Tito (the youngest brother of my mother).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The conversation was long that I left our house at around 11:00pm that I needed to walk out of the subdivision because there is no more tricycle. Upon reaching Alabang, I was fortunate enough to catch the last trip of the van going to our place at Laguna. I reached our home at 12:58am. It was a very fruitful day that I told my self: “Why not now make a blog entry?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why not love now and express it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember watching for the first time the VCD that Macy gave to me as my 19th birthday present. Fresh from Iligan City, we gathered and gave this CD of the movie RENT. Seasons of Love is a wonderful song. But watching the movie itself was way more than wonderful. The true essence of friendship, dreams, struggles and triumph are on that movie. But the most important thing that I learned from that movie was the tagline of the movie itself…. NO DAY BUT TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a life changing move for me, to be able to do things in one day as much as possible. Maybe that’s the reason why I wanted to do things I wanted to do. To attend seminars as a venue to widen my horizons, to travel and see how beautiful the environment, to appreciate a lot of people, to comfort someone that badly needs it, to take a pause out of a busy life. And in some point, I learned to love unconditionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a move for me that I could hurt myself. And I accepted that fact. I have no regrets of doing a lot of things to show people that I care for them and love them. I have no regrets of telling that one should eat meals and not skip it. I have no regrets of spending my time, if I personally know that, that person deserves my time and attention. I have no regrets of falling, crashing and burning. I have no regrets of starting all over again. I am not expecting anything out of life. I believe that I should be the one discovering it. And I did. But there are things that you cannot have. But a friend told me awhile ago…maybe it is not now. Well, I really hope it is like that. Maybe that’s the greatest thing that someone could do, to love, unselfishly, unconditionally. That’s the only thing that I could offer. I have no riches, no flashy cars, just myself and my sincerity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbljhS4xDlU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jbljhS4xDlU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As what I told to James (Kho) awhile ago, maybe I am fated to serve others. I know the road is still long for me. That’s the reason why I am not expecting (hmmmm..just a little expectations will do), for me not get hurt that much. And by having a lot of patience, really helped me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, what’s the sense of this entry….I really don’t know. As per advice of my friend, I should blog about it. Express what I am feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-3572869550909264115?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/3572869550909264115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=3572869550909264115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3572869550909264115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3572869550909264115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-not-now.html' title='Why Not Now?'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SgxyM1ylfRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-PgjPN80DFo/s72-c/blogger+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-3962709805599957662</id><published>2009-05-12T11:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:16:40.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WCYF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JENESYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ibaraki - Ken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Challenges in Life, just SMILE at it. Just what she do, all the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;n every conference that I went to, there is this impression that you are giving to you co-participants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember, when I went to Singapore, that first impression that made there was "womanizer" that really made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, it was changed into an impression of a funny, articulate guy that is fun to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, at the World Creative Youth Forum, maybe I made an impression to some other delegates that is usually embedded to me, that I am an arrogant guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, that is also the secret weapon that the "opposite party" used against me during the University Elections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway going back to the topic, it is really hard to prove to people that you are not that kind of person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, there are some people that had seen my "soft side", especially when it comes to love and relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, it really come to a point that made me wondered on my real character, and what does other people think about me. I think one of my friends was right, that I am too conscious about my "image".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that was then. As days go on, we get to learn a lot of things in life. Lessons that make us stronger and wiser, in reality there will be people that will really throw sh*t on you. And there are some that will really not like you. But, there are few people that will really appreciate you as a person. I’m not saying that you should not adjust to the environment, but what I am saying is that there is this aura of all people that will not change, and by that getting to know that person means a lot, rather than judging that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad that I have met a lot of people at WCYF, including this person that really made me smile after a long time and made me realize that I should not forget to smile, despite of a hardworking day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past few days, my family is experiencing some financial difficulties, different from that past. But I guess we can pull this off. By this, I really need to find a job so that I could help my family. Damn the typhoons in the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess life is just testing us, on how we are strong during hard times. And this time, we will face it like it is just a piece of cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok Mimay, this is you favorite part! ^__&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the Lasallian Press Conference 2008 around May (My second LSPCON that I have attended), I have met this girl that serves as our Liaison Officer. I find her really sweet and cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her name is Emily Singbenco a graduate of BS Education. We've known each other for one year now, and basically, she's really helping me out during difficult times, especially on my heart breaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I hope she find her true happiness in love (you know what I meant mimay! hahahahahaha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow (Wednesday, May 13 '09) I'll be back to my alma mater, DLSU-Dasma for me to submit for editing our thesis, to meet arvin (my thesismate) and to meet the new set of officers of Lasallians on Lenses and to process my clearance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from that I will meet jayson, the guy that repaired my Laptop before, for him to repair my external hard drive. For those people that know my external hard drive (yup, the blue colored small rectangle thingy) it was f*cked up becuase of my brother. I hope it can be repaired for it has all the data that I am keeping for the past 3 years, or should I say...my entire life was there. (the pictures, the documents, the projects that I made when I was in college...etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope it can be repaired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was the anniversary of the first batch, pioneer batch of JENESYS (May 2008)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was part of the Ibaraki - ken group which I am the youth leader for that group. Anyway, i made a video for our group. I finished this two videos around april, but i decided to publish just now, in time for the anniversary. The video is supposedly 4 parts, but as of the moment i just finished 2 of them. Anyway, the video is more of like a photo story (with music) of what we did in Intercon and Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6hhawUT568&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G6hhawUT568&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-3962709805599957662?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/3962709805599957662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=3962709805599957662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3962709805599957662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/3962709805599957662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/05/challenges-in-life-just-smile-at-it.html' title='Challenges in Life, just SMILE at it. Just what she do, all the time'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-4390765850814082589</id><published>2009-04-04T12:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:58:31.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House MD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mornings with mo mojo and grace lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='issues'/><title type='text'>How Does It Feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25598531@N05/3411161862/" title="BlogEntryBanner copy by greenemperor15, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 86px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3162/3411161862_c4fd408fd2.jpg" alt="BlogEntryBanner copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the past days,&lt;/span&gt; the talk of the town was the article written by Chip Tsao “War at Home”. It made a big buzz, that Rep. Roilo Golez of my hometown 2nd District, Paranaque City that he is challenging Chip Tsao on a 1 round boxing match. That was quite irrelevant, but the thing here is that the article, according to the publisher and to Chip Tsao, was satirical. I beg to disagree. That was a clear racism. What’s with the statement on the article: “you don’t flex muscle to your master”? That was not taught by our Journalism teacher, or is it under a new curriculum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one that caught my attention was during the podcast interview of Sen. Pia Cayetano to the Goodtimes w/ Mo, Mojo and Grace Lee. Mojo and Grace opened to Sen. Cayetano that the Explainer himself, Manolo Quezon III, said that Filipinos should not be reacting to the satirical article of Chip Tsao if we are not educated or something like that. I encourage you guys to download that episode of the podcast. Anyway, it was also said to that podcast that the Explainer should not be defending that guy, and he is known to be a nationalist so why he is doing such things. Again, all was in the podcast and I have not really heard Manolo Quezon III said this, but it was really a buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I heard about this Chip Tsao guy is that he should really apologize, which he did (that doubt if he is really sincere about that).  But the problem is this, when the Filipinos are being attacked by other country or nationality when it comes to our race, professionalism, careers, image, we suddenly get enraged and the “resbak” attitude comes out. But when us, Filipinos, attack our fellow Filipinos in the fields that I have mentioned, we are like people that has a first taste of a gun, being trigger happy and firing on that person. What I meant is the thing we have for Igorot, Cebuano, Bisaya, Ilokano, Ilonggo and the list goes on. Yes, maybe some of them are satirical, but some are like below the belt. I am not saying here that we are like this, but most of us also have this prejudice with our fellow Filipinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the issue about Chip Tsao, this may serve as a lesson for us Filipinos on respecting others, and let us, somehow, remove our prejudices to our fellow Filipinos. Sino pa ba ang magmamahalan kung hindi tayo – tayo din. Ok lang kung school wars. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Chip Tsao, he should take some lessons about the nautical mile and the international law and the Philippine law for that. If that will be the case, Sabah, Malaysia is part of the Philippines…Historically and legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my country, and we should, those who are reacting to the article of Chip Tsao are really doing their allegiance to our beloved country. By that, please Philippines let us not make our country a banana republic. This 2010 we have the chance to change everything. Our country has a lot of potential…let us not leave it like that. We can do it, we can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be the change we want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25598531@N05/3411161866/" title="HouseHeroesBlogger copy by greenemperor15, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 87px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/3411161866_908f1613cb.jpg" alt="HouseHeroesBlogger copy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Damn Heroes and House MD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week episode was really good! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes this week focuses on the alliance of Dango and Sylar. Damn this two bastard. Anyway, Claire and Nathan are into in asylum at Mexico. And Nathan doesn’t know how to fix the shit that he created. On the other hand, Anglela and Peter were in the church to have an answer, while Angela struggles to sleep and use her powers. I hope Ando and Hiro can bring Matt Parkman Jr. to Peter so that the baby could fix Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team behind House MD are sick! Damn! The concept of having the First Person Camera Angle was COOL! Damn! As a communication graduate, that was awesome. And the case was interesting. The patient losses his connection to his body, except for his eyes that serves as the means of communication to the doctors. At first House thought it was cancer, then poisoning, but it was because of an open wound that was infected of the rat pee. It was Kutner that solved the case, but generously credited it to Taub to save his ass. But House knew it, and decided to keep Taub on the team because, Taub will do anything, including to lie just keep his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milka send a message via SMS, and it says (In English):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if this is the last day of my life, what are the three things that you haven’t told me yet that you might as well say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did was, I send it to some of the people at my phonebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some of their answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You have a good heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I had a crush on you before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You are of the reasons I smile when I think of DLSU – D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You have a good heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You are too conscious of your image that you forget to be yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You act Matured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    You are a little boastful, though I super appreciate you as my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I love the way you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    If you have problems, you can always run into me. Except for Politics and Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I might cry if you really die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the answers that I had, and they made me smile. It gave me the thought of the irony of life. When you are living, people will destroy you. But when you are dying or dead, they will say good things about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think of what if I am dying, will people love me and care for me? All my life, for the past 19 years, all I did was to love and not expecting in return. That’s how love. This time, is the time for me to expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I also would want to ask you the same question, what if this is the last day of my life, what are the three things that you haven’t told me yet that you might as well say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-4390765850814082589?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/4390765850814082589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=4390765850814082589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/4390765850814082589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/4390765850814082589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-does-it-feel.html' title='How Does It Feel?'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3162/3411161862_c4fd408fd2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-2047454625990347140</id><published>2009-03-27T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T02:11:10.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLSU-D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PANGALAY'/><title type='text'>Social Contract</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was March 23, 2009 that marked the day of our graduation at Ugnayang La Salle at our beloved alma mater, De La Salle University - Dasmariñas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Graduating from college was one of the few gifts that you could dedicate to those people who supported your studies thru out the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;years. Thanks to my parents, to my beloved foster father (may you rest in peace) and to my beloved tita. Thank you very much for giving me a wonderful Lasallian Education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just some thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is the graduation day of loving girlfriend, Dawn, from Doane Baptist Seminary. And she will now embarking on an adverture of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a lifetime, she will be making some decisions for her future. And I will be with her along the way. What I can do is to support her and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;give her my outmost udnerstanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is also funny to have a bonding moment with Lhot, Lendl, Ralph, Jen and Rey at Lendl's dorm as I used Hiyas' gift, Ice Breaker. It &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was fun getting to know them better and sharing some lessons I have learbed thru the years. It was funny that I gave Lhot's group &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;advises for their thesis. Lendl remarked that I can now teach at college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, graduating from college and being unemployed for the mean time is giving me the chance to spend time with my High School buddies and with my family. It is fun having them again and just talking about our HS experiences. Also congrats to my HS classmate and friend Peniel Banelga that will be graduating from Pamantasan ng Cabuyao for the degree of BS Accountancy. Kudos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right now, I am looking for a job, or a career to start with. And while doing this, I am realizing a lot of things in my life. I thought those people that i shared my life with, will know somehow who is jackner. But i was wrong. Not all. It was painful, but i guess it is part of life. I still love and care for them. Nothing changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Here is a spiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe i am not alone with this sentiment. I know this happened a week ago, but it was one thing that we will not forget for we &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;gained shame and dissapointment. before I hit the bird, let me tell you a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was March 2008, when a professor asked us to do a project for his subject. It was part of a final requirement. In my case, and maybe to the entire batch, part of it was for the grade. I don't want to look like a hypocrite here. But the main reason why we are doing it is for the senior class to feel and look back of what they have did for almost for years of their stay at the academe. It was a night giving JUST recognition and going back to memory lane. Having full of ENERGY and LIFE that gave the glow to the graduating class. It was an event that gave recognition, not only to the graduating students but also to the faculty and staff that they DESERVE. It was not only for the grade, it was mainly for a TRIBUTE for the graduating class, for they DESERVE that. It was PANGALAY2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For this years PANGALAY, it was a different story. I will not elaborate the programme itself or even the pre-program preparations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it was really a different story. I would like to shorten it by saying, WE HAVEN'T RECEIVED WHAT WE DESERVE. It was obvious that the graduating class for this year was not impressed or even gratified of what was presented. We are DISSAPOINTED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me that know the story behind it, i know mostly the people who are responsible of what is needed to be done. But how about to other people that doesn't knwo about anything. The initial reaction would be the entire batch of 20**.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This event, in its significance, happens only once in a lifetime. But it was remembered, not by its value, but how it was presented in a louzy way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gave the graduating class before us what they deserve, and we expected something equally or more than what we have done for those ahead of us. But instead, we received something that WE REALLY DON'T DESERVE. I hope that there is HEART, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PASSION, SINCERITY on whatever that will do for others, most especially if they deserve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-2047454625990347140?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/2047454625990347140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=2047454625990347140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2047454625990347140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2047454625990347140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/03/social-contract.html' title='Social Contract'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-7114687845369989612</id><published>2009-02-24T07:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:59:19.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GSP National Headquarters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lareen Dawn'/><title type='text'>One Month in The Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This blog is one month in the making, one month that kept me away from finishing different things. One month full of lessons and moments worth remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(February 19, 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And today, the day that twice in my life made me anxious. This time, not anymore. But I felt nervous for the people that I know deserves to be declared as winners at the end of the day. Today is the first day of the election. When I ran for the first time for a student council office, I won, in a hard way. Majority vote is the key to be at the end of the light, and yes I had the light, thanks to the 10 votes advantage over my competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last year, was a different story. Three of us knew each other before the elections. Three of us know each other, and at the end of the one was declared as the winner. Lessons learned, thoughts was heard. But you cannot turn back time now, it was a history that is hard to forget and can be painful sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This elections, I appeal to the entire student body, PLEASE VOTE THOSE WHO DESERVES IT. I am frustrated with some events that revolves around this year's elections. And who am I for people to listen to me? I am a student, A student that has been there, Lost to the race and hopes for the best for the studentry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The positions at stake is more than it looks like. It is decorated with responsibility, liability and accountability. It is more than glitz and glamor, it is earning blood and sweat for the students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I appeal to the students of DLSU-D, GO OUT AND VOTE for the student elections. As I always says during my 2007 campaign for CLASC presidency:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Walang Karapating Magreklamo ang Taong Hindi Bumuboto"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Go out and let your thought be heard, talk to those who are running for the student council and exchange point of view. It is very helpful for them to know what you need and want. What are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; your interests and ideas for future projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By these, we can reduce or even end passivity within the realms of our school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Personally, I don't want the student leaders to experience again what I had experience during the 2008 Student Elections. Approximately, 1,800 students voted during that elections out of 10,000++ student population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Painful? Yes it was. I had this thought of additional votes can change the course of history, and can prevent further problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am hopeful that when I wake up on Sunday, the declared winners are those who are elected by the students of DLSU - D that deserves to serve for the benefit of their fellow students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(February 7, 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Indeed, life it too short to waste time. It was a heart warming conversation with him. During that time, he is not a thesis teacher, nor a faculty of the Communication Arts Department. Rather, he is a son that longing for his father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"Lagi siyang nagmamadali...kita mo, umalis siya ng hindi nagpapaalam..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday, was the day when the incident at Trece Martires happened. As of the publish of this blog, 11 are confirmed dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it was more than that. Later that day, students heard something from our department. A very loud sound, someone is crying. That person is really hurt. It was our thesis teacher, and he was crying because his father past away during that day. It was a very heart breaking news when i heard it. I don't personally know his father, but the stress and fatigue that he experience from work is something not good when receiving that kind of news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last Saturday, BA and me, decided to go to the wake of his father. Upon reaching the place, we asked Mike to accompany us to go to the chapel inside UPLB. Going there, i am thinking what will be his reaction. Hoe are we going to approach him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, when we the chapel, our teacher was sitting, talking to someone. And, suddenly he gave me a look and utter the words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"Nasaan na ang thesis nyo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was right. He will going to ask about it. And that really gave me the guilt, not only that moment, but also during the past days and upon hearing the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a joke that gave the moment a light approach. And then we headed towards the coffin and looked at his father. He was very peaceful, calm and serene. I guess, he was happy seeing his children being successful on their own fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the night, we listen to his story. His travels abroad and wisdom that he taught to his children, especially to our thesis teacher. It was like listening to a student telling the lessons that his professor inculcated to him in the subject called life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He is coping to what happened. A vulnerable man that shows smiles despite challenging times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(January 13, 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then the fairytale was halted for a little bit..she is again far away but near to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was one of the most memorable day in my life. She made me fell things that I haven't felt before, when she was in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SaRFjd2QO7I/AAAAAAAAALs/4drDh30bGRw/s400/IMG_5924+copy.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306442736559209394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was nice to meet new people, this time from the Program Committee of the Girl Scouts of the Philippines at their National Headquarters at Ermita, Manila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was nice talking to them and talking about how do I meet dawn and everything that goes around it. And of course,some reminders to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to all of the people at Program Committee. Ma'am Ginnie, Ma'am Febie, Ma'am Charmay and Ma'am Lay, and the Girl Scouts that are special to dawn's heart, you know who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SaRFjDb1QEI/AAAAAAAAALk/k4bhs79rb7k/s400/IMG_5947+copy.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: justify; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306442729469067330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to Neil Lim, the President of the National Youth Parliament, for accompanying and getting a cab for us. Thank God she was able to get on her flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-7114687845369989612?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/7114687845369989612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=7114687845369989612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7114687845369989612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7114687845369989612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-month-in-making.html' title='One Month in The Making'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SaRFjd2QO7I/AAAAAAAAALs/4drDh30bGRw/s72-c/IMG_5924+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-8882489653676542119</id><published>2009-01-03T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:05:12.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><title type='text'>The First for Oh- nine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;People of the world, Merry Christmas and a Happy Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Beyond any religion, beyond any beliefs, this season reminds us about the true meaning of giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Christmas was one of those that is very simple...yet meaningful. Beyond the gifts, beyond the food, I felt the real meaning of Christmas with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;December 20,2008&lt;/span&gt; was one remarkable day for us as Amber and her friend Malcolm stayed here in the Philippines. After days of planning with Reggie, Al, Ron and  JP, we were able to give them a good treat of what to see in Mega Manila and in the Metro. The most challenging part for me was the walk at Marikina Riverbanks, though, when you have someone to talk with, the tiring walk is just a simple walk at a sari - sari store. I also have the privileged to sleep in Reggie's home and meet his adorable siblings and have a chat with his mother and grand mother, I miss that kind of conversation. I already meet Reggie's parents when we checked in during the orientation program for the Japan East Asia Network for Students and the Youths.The trip ended on&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; December 23, 2008&lt;/span&gt; at NAIA Terminal 3 with me and Reggie. It was a bittersweet moment, as for me, I hate goodbyes. The friendship that was started during the ASEAN + 3 Youth Festival was a genuine one, and this will continue as long as there is Facebook, SMS or any other platform that will cross the distance for both parties.How I wish that I have the money to go back to Singapore and Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( More pictures of the trip @ Http://JuanBerde.Multiply.com )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;December 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt; the day that we spent some time with the children of St. Rita in Parañaque. It was fun doing it, not because we are required to do it, but because we like to do it. Ever since, I like children, specially the toddlers. It's amazing to look at their faces and just be amused with their innocence. It was fun playing with them, but I had fun talking to them. Sometimes, talking to them gives you the simplicity on the conversation, for them life is not complicated. It was the Woot - Woot with Jack featuring Josh (younger bro of Jen, one of the Woot - Woot) day with the children. Thanks to Woot - Woot girls for "adopting" me to the group for this wonderful endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( More pictures of the Kiddie moment @ Http://JuanBerde.Multiply.com )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was a great year for me. Ups and Downs, it was worth the ride. This year made me experience many things: defeat, opportunities, triumphs, challenges, trials, hardships and overcoming it, and most of all, testing your faith and belief. It was one hell of a ride. 2008 is the year when I experience love in all means. Aside from my parents, relatives and friends/classmates, there is this person that I am sharing it in all ways...words are not enough to express how much I love you Dawn, and just like what you always says, our relationship is not a liability but an asset for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 10 wishes that I have for 2009 and beyond (With no Particular Order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To be with Dawn, Forever.&lt;br /&gt;2. To have a Job, hell Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;3. To have a PSP, since my IPod Shuffle was stolen this year.&lt;br /&gt;4. To treat my family to Enchanted Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;5. To go to Davao&lt;br /&gt;6. To go back to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;7. To have a house and lot for my parents&lt;br /&gt;8. To graduate on - time&lt;br /&gt;9. To go back to Japan and visit my foster family at Ibaraki - ken&lt;br /&gt;10. To not be late for about 30 minutes or more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-8882489653676542119?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/8882489653676542119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=8882489653676542119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/8882489653676542119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/8882489653676542119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-for-oh-nine.html' title='The First for Oh- nine!'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-6237240618600767021</id><published>2008-12-12T06:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:13:36.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7th NYP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><title type='text'>Wider Horizons, Bigger Responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before anything else, I would like to greet over the internet, (even thoough, I have already greeted her over the phone) my beloved Tita Ann!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the reason why I am at De La Salle University - Dasmarinas. She is the reason why I am reaching places (becuase of the cost of the fare going here and there) and of course of my inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank You Tita and Belated Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKiTMObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HwK4Ff5awoU/s1600-h/_MG_5643.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKiTMObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HwK4Ff5awoU/s200/_MG_5643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278762103028332978" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic; font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKiTMObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HwK4Ff5awoU/s1600-h/_MG_5643.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKiTMObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HwK4Ff5awoU/s1600-h/_MG_5643.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me and my tita during the funeral of my Maternal Grandfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Speaking of Inspiration, It has been 1 month today since she said "yes" to me. I would like to greet my floor leader, dawn, a Happy Montsary to you! ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You are the most independent young lady that I have ever meet. You are very free spirited and free minded. That's why I respect and love you. ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKZj396I/AAAAAAAAAKs/6YFVdiYvfp0/s1600-h/Raw00123+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKZj396I/AAAAAAAAAKs/6YFVdiYvfp0/s200/Raw00123+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278762100682389410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;One of the most wonderful smile I have ever seen. Thanks Darren for this shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 10th of December when we are invited to a courtesy call at the House of Representatives by the Committee of Youth and Sports Development, headed by that day by the Hon. Mark Llandro Mendoza, which happens to be my alumnus, in - lined with the Linggo ng Kabataan. This courtesy call serves as the presentation of the event and results happened during the 7th National Youth Parliament last November 7 - 11, 2008 at Development Academy of the Philippines, Tagaytay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also a venue for our youth leaders to discuss and ask matters that concerns the Filipino youth to the Committee on Youth and Sports Development. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is also to wave the support of the National Youth Parliament on the Reproductive Health Bill, the Magna Carta for Students and the SK Reform Bill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaded by Commissioner Benjie Oliva, commisioner representing visayas and Mr. Pol Melisa the Chief Operating Officer, we listened to some of the committee hearings wich are  the Committee on Foreign Affairs, Good Government and Sub - Committee on Railways. It was fun, not only being recognized during committee session, but the things that happens during the session. Also, it was a lot of fun meeting the "law makers".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course the reason why we went there is for the Committee on Youth and Sports and Development. It's my priviliged to meet my fellow lasallian and a graduate of my alma mater Hon. Mark Llandro Mendoza, the chair of the committe stated above. The presentation was leaded by our NYP President Neil Lim. He presented the accomplishments of the 7th NYP during the sessions and endorsed six (6) resolutions to the House of Representatives. Everything was fun, including the question and answer portion that made us gain additional information and knowledge about certain things and matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtqnZg47I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g0Qp4iLqb4c/s1600-h/IMG_4532+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtqnZg47I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g0Qp4iLqb4c/s200/IMG_4532+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278761554641216434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some of the Parliamentarians with the Hon. Mendoza and staff for the Committee on Youth and Sports Development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtqfmzuFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OzQARfpJHDk/s1600-h/IMG_4583+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtqfmzuFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/OzQARfpJHDk/s200/IMG_4583+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278761552549492818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Plenary Hall, Bigger at  TV, Smaller in Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got the priviliged to be toured inside the House of Representatives, its archives and to the plenary hall. Plus, we have gift packs and now some trivia (hehehehehe) like the oldest and the youngest member of the HOR. And the most special would be the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, as Manny Pacquaio came in to the HOR, the Represetatives started to came in, and after that, after Manny left the members also was reduced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also saw Vidal and Jeffrey. Yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtp6GLjfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ILGhrDjCcRc/s1600-h/IMG_4691+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHtp6GLjfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ILGhrDjCcRc/s200/IMG_4691+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278761542480530930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Shot with Vidal. Too bad Jeffrey was not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After our stint at the House of Representatives and going to Gateway for some dinner. I called Dawn and eventually, it was not like a "private" conversation because it was more of a "work" as she talked to Neil for some updates about the NYP. Too bad Jordan and Jeff was the first two to leave that they haven't the time (and the kulitan moment) to talk to Dawn. After the call, we separate our ways. Aian, Darren and his friend catch a ride to Bicol Region. While Me, Dindo and Neil headed to look for a cab and search for the Adarna Food and Culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsKW3hoUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EJe36jmEmWc/s1600-h/IMG_4749+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsKW3hoUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/EJe36jmEmWc/s200/IMG_4749+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278759900936249666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;darna Food and Culture's emblem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was at the Katipunan road, almost near at the Eliptical Road. When we arrived at the place, Kiko (Bugoy look - a - like), also a parliament member, was waiting for us and welcomed us warmly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was full of people with advocacies. When we arrived, it was Hon. Lagman, was talking on the stage. I felt excitement of meeting of new people and, believe or not, a little shyness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a Christmas party, and like an night to honor the Human Rights and the people who supports RH Bill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsKM_CEqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Q21vr5BhRuI/s1600-h/IMG_4732+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsKM_CEqI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Q21vr5BhRuI/s200/IMG_4732+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278759898283381410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cheers with Dr. Flavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We saw, the faculty members of Ateneo De Manila University, who supports the RH Bill, Member of the HOS who also supports the Bill, private individual who has their advocacies and the Son of Dr. Juan Flavier, which by the way confirmed that the attending physician during I and my two other siblings was the sister of the former senator.&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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsJ4qyjAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/F1d2hN9Qg8o/s1600-h/IMG_4731+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHsJ4qyjAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/F1d2hN9Qg8o/s200/IMG_4731+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278759892829768706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Belo only touches our skin, who touces yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;The night was a fruitful one and opened us to ideas that will give NYP its worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;We call for the members of the 7th National Youth Praliament. Participate, if not physically, thru new media.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Kung gusto, maraming paraan. Kung ayaw, maraming dahilan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;There is this commitment that bonds us. But there is this responsibility that defines us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;More Photos @:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;http://JuanBerde.Multiply.Com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-6237240618600767021?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/6237240618600767021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=6237240618600767021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/6237240618600767021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/6237240618600767021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/12/wider-horizons-bigger-responsibility.html' title='Wider Horizons, Bigger Responsibility'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SUHuKiTMObI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HwK4Ff5awoU/s72-c/_MG_5643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-1575294231846914621</id><published>2008-11-30T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:27:33.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7th NYP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagaytay'/><title type='text'>The Essence of Life and the Purpose of Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;When was the last time that you felt frustrated because you know for your self that you can do things?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried just thinking things that you you thought it was like yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you felt sudden excitement thinking that you can help others?&lt;br /&gt;When was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;November 7 - 11, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Development Academy of the Philippines, Tagaytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;7th National Youth Parliament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/STIzo3nmtAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cpJ66sxw3eE/s320/IMG_3270+copy.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274334890822120450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(from left to right: Kid, me, Kim [the twin bro of Kid] and Aian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, my beloved reader....I am part of this event that is being held every two years. Conducted by the National Youth Commission, this event aims to consolidate all of the concerns of the Filipino youth, discuss it and at the end of the event, lobby it to the "people with powers" i.e Philippine House of Representatives and the Senate.&lt;br /&gt;Before the event, I was thinking to run as a Secretary General, but people are saying that I should run as the Floor Leader. But I decided not to file my candidacy, as what my doctor advises me. No regrets about it.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice experience to be in the parliament, and experience it first hand. I enlist myself on the Environment Committee and elected as its Interim Secretary and became the Vice - Chairperson. Being the Vice Chairperson of a certain committee made me a member of the Ethics Committee, a first in the history of the National Youth Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during the opening, one said: "there could be other youth parliament....but there could only be one NATIONAL YOUTH PARLIAMENT..."&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice experience for me to be part of this kind of event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was disappointed in some aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firs,t having the same attitude as the Philippine Congress. I might sound idealistic. But, we are saying all over again that the youth is the future of this nation. When is the future? If there would be change, it should be now! I would like to integrate here what the De La Salle Philippines is saying:&lt;br /&gt;...if even i am not the light, i can be the spark....let me the change i want to see, the change that begin in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that everyone should be a Lasallian, but what I am trying to say is that this kind of attitude should be on us my fellow Filipino Youth. Again, while reading this you might say i am a very idealistic person...I am, and I am not tired of being like that. As long as there are people that are not tired of doing things for the Filipino Youth, I will be HOPEFUL for the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;Second, was the professionalism. I remember the one of the four way test here of the Rotary Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will it be beneficial for those concerned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this was the goal of the members of the parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, intrigues.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i don't want to open this, nor talk about this, but for the sake of sharing the experience... I will just touch some points about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this thing, no one can escape it, even me (is it new for me?). But my recent experience was one hell of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last point I would want to indicate, especially to those who do not get to know me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. I am a go getter, I a positive way. I want to do things that would be beneficial for others. If I saw an opportunity, I'll do anything to grab it.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can question my personality, but please...don't question my means.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lastly, my motivation is the Filipino Youth and how everything goes in our government, if there is anything else, that's only the icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 7th NYP, I told to myself: "Hindi pa talaga ako handa sa mundo ng pulitika ng Pilipinas....hindi pa matibay ang dibdib ko..."&lt;br /&gt;So, 2010...will be a pass for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th NYP over-all, was a good one. With some bloopers, met new friends/networks....and most importantly learned to love. In the Parliament, there are two kinds of people....the parliamentarians and the debaters. The Parliamentarians debates about the parliamentary rules and procedures, and the Debaters debates about the resolutions and/or policies. I hope, the future members of the parliament to be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Above all, after all....2 years is what we've got to work on what we have worked in more or less 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;November 20 - 21, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;De La Salle - Charles Huang Convention Center, Batulao, Batangas, Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Retreat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/STUqn_RFgKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/gZk8wihd0Mg/s320/IMG_3984+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275169405020766370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time we will attend such activity as a class. Also on the same day, COM 41, COM 43, PSC 41 and PSC 42 had their retreat.&lt;br /&gt;COM42, my section, was not that happy because one of our classmate was not able to join our retreat for that person doesn't have a waiver.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the retreat was nice and a relaxing experience.&lt;br /&gt;I had stated on one of our session that I need time and space and I am drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not elaborate everything here, but one thing is for sure...all of us experience problems in our family. Whether it is big or small, it is still a problem.&lt;br /&gt;And, in my case, I am not only a son, I am the eldest son. So the responsibility is big and my siblings are getting strength from their kuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during our retreat...it made think a lot of things and gave me the rest that I am longing for, the emotional rest. Plus the spiritual rejuvenation that my body is longing for is finally achieved.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this wonderful experience, I renewed my covenant with God about some certain things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. I will not be tired of serving first my siblings as their kuya&lt;br /&gt;2. I will be a good kuya, how hard it is&lt;br /&gt;3. I will be a good man to others&lt;br /&gt;4. I will be a man for others, how hard it will be and how dirty it is on the Philippine Politics setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am referring to the last one is, even though you are not in the political arena, still the process involves politics, especially when it comes to lobbying to some of our nation's leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this, I am encouraging you to think....what is your purpose in life? Have you done somethings extraordinary to others lately? Are you still a proud Filipino Youth? You should be...&lt;br /&gt;The fruits of what you are working now may not be visible, but it will...it will show in the future. It is something to be excited for, to work hard for and to hopeful about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^__^&lt;br /&gt;Rektikano!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More pics of the 7th National Youth Parliament and The Retreat @ http://JuanBerde.multiply.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-1575294231846914621?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/1575294231846914621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=1575294231846914621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/1575294231846914621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/1575294231846914621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-was-last-time-that-you-felt.html' title='The Essence of Life and the Purpose of Living'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/STIzo3nmtAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cpJ66sxw3eE/s72-c/IMG_3270+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-2605495387573412214</id><published>2008-10-31T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:31:43.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>First for 10-08</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the last time that I have done an entry. For the whole month of October this will be my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shows how busy I became this past weeks. Trying to cope up with the acedmic requirements and trying to give soultion to some other problems I facing including:&lt;br /&gt;1. Financial&lt;br /&gt;2. Family&lt;br /&gt;3. Academics&lt;br /&gt;4. Health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will be interested in knowing these things about me. All i see is that, if I am a popular guy that happens to be in jeopardy, then my blog site will receive more than a dozen of hits.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since blogging is more of a "stress reliever" for me, it has been a lot of help to create a channel where everyone can see it (to those who really reads it) and gives advices that really helps me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Financial&lt;br /&gt;Like who doesn't have a problem with it. About Billion of people has it, not only me. And most of the people live in less than a dollar a day. Try to imagine that. That's sucks right?&lt;br /&gt;I remember one news that a bank in London has a debt of a certain amount, like millions of dollars. And that debt is enough to feed those people who lives under the less than 40 dollars a day, for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how capitalism was being abused by some people. Anyway, about MY financial crisis, It has been a glorious two college years for me when it comes to financial status. I mean, since the one who supports my studies is at London, she was able to fund whatever needs and wants I have. But since the economic status of UK was on a cliff starting last year, everything was different. I am trying to learn to budget my money that time. But the way you grew up, is really affecting the whole system that you have. If I am going to tell you my story, It will be like another entry. Anyway, finding a part time job a solution, but in the case of a graduating student, you tend to think to prepare for your anticipated graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Family&lt;br /&gt;Finally, me and my dad are now reconciled after a heated debate. It was a very stressful and emotional one that it took us one week to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Academics&lt;br /&gt;As what I had said on the last part of number 1, I am a graduating student, and the pressure is on. It now depends on you how to handle the pressure. Everyone is anticipating that you will graduate and help and or support your family, and that's pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Our thesis is really giving us one hell of a ride, and it teaches every student a lesson that one should be remembering once graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Health&lt;br /&gt;For the past days, chest pain is killing me. Difficulty in breathing and pain when I breathe are some of the things that I am experiencing right now. But, not until we beat the deadline for our thesis (which is on Nov. 3), that will be the time that I can go to a doctor, and check my status. Honestly, I am afraid to know my health status, and I don't want to leave this planet, in this early stage, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for other highlights, last October 28, 2008, we went to UNIT ASIA JAZZ CONCERT SOUTH EAST ASIA LEG 2008 at the Music Museum. Thanks to Reggie, he invited us to this event together with Ron. So, it was Reggie, Ron, Al and me form the A+3YF Philippine Delegate was able to make it to the event. We also have PJ , Ron's office mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SQrCMqSf5fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w0axXC8_1Iw/s1600-h/unitasia+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SQrCMqSf5fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w0axXC8_1Iw/s320/unitasia+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263232637301941746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was good. And the musicians are really good. three of them came from Japan, one from Thailand and one from Malaysia. Plus there was a special participation of Sitti, the Philippines Queen of Bosa Nova (as what Reggie calls her). Anyway, Sitti is pretty and a good singer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our exit from the venue, we our able to have a photo from Ms. Sitti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SQrCMd35Z5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/2im4XfU2lF8/s1600-h/IMG_2971+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SQrCMd35Z5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/2im4XfU2lF8/s320/IMG_2971+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263232633969141650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I grab some dinner at a Japanese Restaurant and off we went to Starbucks to talk unto something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw Sitti again. And Al, called here like there were close to each other. And some girls was like staring at Al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to starbucks to talk about something important, something that will dictate the Philippine Image. (hahahahaha, we are like ambassadors)&lt;br /&gt;We are planning for a singaporean friend, together with her friend, that will spend time with us.&lt;br /&gt;Together with their fraps and my signature hot chocolate, we had talked into many pro's and con's and places and events that we are plotting.&lt;br /&gt;We had considered the time and the efficiency of each places that we will visit.&lt;br /&gt;Got to do a "follow-up meeting" for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al was kind enough to fetch me to EDSA at around 1:30. Able to reach my dorm at Cavite at around 3:00 in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-2605495387573412214?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/2605495387573412214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=2605495387573412214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2605495387573412214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2605495387573412214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-for-10-08.html' title='First for 10-08'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SQrCMqSf5fI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w0axXC8_1Iw/s72-c/unitasia+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-8181775092254000416</id><published>2008-09-23T06:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:44:36.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elly Buendia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ate Jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOA'/><title type='text'>Paint the World RED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say that, if you are on top, there is no way but to go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week is different from others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was considered as the "worst economic situation" since 1930's in the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are not updated on what's happening on your sorroundings, i suggest that you should start becuase this will greatly affect your life in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 15, 2008&lt;/span&gt; was a day to remember when everything in wall street was red, yah, red. As in everything is having a great lost to their asset's values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an expert in economy or math, but if you are try to observe, you must be probably saying: Damn! What is happening to the Global Market?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a 158  - year old company, the Lehman Brothers, filed a Chapter 11 Bankruptcy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't know Chapter 11 Bankruptcy? Check this link: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chapter_11,_Title_11,_United_States_Code"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chapter_11,_Title_11,_United_States_Code)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's the big deal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn a 158 - year old company, suddenly lose it's drive to the global economy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You must be kidding me. There is something wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then now it's AIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in singapore, everybody is getting now there money out of AIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, there is a panic on the consumer's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But AIG says that there is nothing to worry about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, here in my beloved country, the Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas said that there will be no big worries for the Filipinos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like in the case in Singapore, the worried consumers of PhilamLife, which is a branch of AIG here in the Philippines, is now thinking of getting there money out the insurance company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the scenario in Asia, is that, what happening in the US has a BIG effect in Asia. (of course! It's a "global market").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A domino effect that will evetually greatly affect each one of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am really wondering is that, why, here in Asia, "they" are saying to don't need to panic at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have the access to newspaper, television, internet and even radio, try to digest the details of the ecomic situation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(because I really cannot digest it..hehehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 17, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was the day that my organization had our first lecture for our members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was very informative and tiring on our part (the organizers) but everything is worth doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Mr. Toto Villaruel of ImageNation for the wonderful lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went also to DLSU-M to give our thesis group's letter to the VCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 18, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started the photo essay that we are supposed to do for our photohournalism class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured out of doing something different from the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am doing a photo essay for a volunteer from CSB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More details will be posted when I am done on my photo essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 19, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day of our Editorial Management Class exposure trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First stop was the National Printing Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many funny moments in the site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also on the Bus number 2 which happens to be a comedy Bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to Print Expo at Pasay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got few freebies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(what can you expect to get, no other than printed papers! and candies...hahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was informative on our part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, some of my friends decided to go to SM Mall of Asia to chill and forget about some school works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So off we went to Starbucks for me to confirm "something".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everything will work in a positive manner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had dinner at a restaurant near the bay area to witness a fireworks show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends fell in love with it, and some in fact cried because of what they have witnessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then stroll around the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looked for a gaming center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played a little and then decided to go to the newly opened Krispy Kreme. (it is not the kiosk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we are looking for a seat when suddenly I saw someone, and she greeted me vibrantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgalh1w_jI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PnoKijCs4Y4/s1600-h/IMG_7656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgalh1w_jI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PnoKijCs4Y4/s320/IMG_7656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974597741674034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Political Figure! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is ate Jam. She is an alumnae of our school having a degree of AB Political Science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is one of the people who helped me to become the CLASC President last 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then our group sat down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having fun, and suddenly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone near our table, including ate Jam's group was like looking outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have seen Elly Buendia (If you are born at the Philippines and in the 1990's YOU MUST KNOW HIM) walking outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like: NO that's not him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After posing for a picture from someone, he started to walk again, casually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went outside and the BF of ate Jam to look for Elly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we found him at the SM Science....(what do you call that again?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was in the cue with his wife and his children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the group of ate Jam followed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first we are hesitated to have a pic with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But eventually, they pulled it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgamDKrSOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KjeE-G5HF3w/s1600-h/IMG_7680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgamDKrSOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KjeE-G5HF3w/s320/IMG_7680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974606687750370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elly with ate Jam's group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgamXP7LaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9Qf6l6xU5sE/s1600-h/IMG_7682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgamXP7LaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9Qf6l6xU5sE/s320/IMG_7682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248974612078472610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                    &lt;/span&gt;Thumbs Up! Pareng Elly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 20, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off I went again to manila, this time at malate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was my first time in the place (I am not a party person).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cafe Adriatico was the place of the shoot for the second part of my Photo essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun. and informative as well. learned sign langauage a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Sir Leo and to all of the people of Hands on Manila for the wonderful time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And taking good care of me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 21, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't able to watch the ADMU-DLSU Game 1 Finals series because i am not feeling well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, ADMU won. I hope DLSU can win this thursday to extend the series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red is the Theme Here, baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much excited about the return of Heroes: Villains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to watch the second coming episode tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzwQkerJYfM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yzwQkerJYfM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/725959585725016866-8181775092254000416?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/8181775092254000416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=8181775092254000416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/8181775092254000416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/8181775092254000416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/09/paint-world-red.html' title='Paint the World RED!'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SNgalh1w_jI/AAAAAAAAAH8/PnoKijCs4Y4/s72-c/IMG_7656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-7356849088003481900</id><published>2008-09-15T19:48:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:03:06.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KTS 11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29th MIBF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moymoy Palaboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DLSU-D'/><title type='text'>The Weeks that Was II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Saga Continues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening of the Student's Days in our university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had this Ginoo at Binibining Lasalyano 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the pics @&lt;a href="http://juanberde.multiply.com/photos/album/186/Jackner_John_Opening_of_Students_Days_and_Ginoo_at_Binibining_Lasalyano_2008"&gt;http://juanberde.multiply.com/photos/album/186/Jackner_John_Opening_of_Students_Days_and_Ginoo_at_Binibining_Lasalyano_2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our male college representative won 1st runner - up and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our female college representative won the top prize!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mabuhay ang CLA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the day when Moymoy Palaboy graced our school to perform on the annual Kantahan, Tugtugan, Sayawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many happened during and after the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was one hell of an event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out there blog about me and KTS @ &lt;a href="http://moymoypalaboy.multiply.com/journal/item/9/DLSU_Dasma_our_first_live_performance_with_our_band"&gt;http://moymoypalaboy.multiply.com/journal/item/9/DLSU_Dasma_our_first_live_performance_with_our_band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Performance day for our stage play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I potrayed Kulas, the lead Character for Sa Pula, Sa Puti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the day that Macy ( a friend of mine from DLSU-M) and me agreed to go to the 29th Manila International Book Fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the SMX Convention Center, just beside the SM Mall of Asia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-k_zfDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/72XmnpTPjgY/s1600-h/PICT1877+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-k_zfDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/72XmnpTPjgY/s320/PICT1877+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246593506969081602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say that this day was all about waiting in line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before meeting her, I searched for a place to eat for my lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since there is so many creatures in Asia's biggest mall, i decided to go the more fewer people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-khh28crI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2L3gUgL18Zo/s1600-h/PICT1871+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-khh28crI/AAAAAAAAAGk/2L3gUgL18Zo/s320/PICT1871+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592986841379506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Greenwhich and waited for the line. While waiting, I look on the picture gallery of my point and shoot camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, someone stood in front of me. I thought she is one of the crew at Greenwhich, and she will get my order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon looking at her, i was surprised to see the lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kh72LYLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aEFPfWrdkf8/s1600-h/PICT1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kh72LYLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aEFPfWrdkf8/s320/PICT1843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592993817485490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kiEbL8MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6VAeO2e7eGM/s1600-h/PICT1844+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kiEbL8MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6VAeO2e7eGM/s320/PICT1844+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592996120195266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                         Caught her off guard...LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Marianne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Former President of CBASC and a collegaue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She works at of of the boutique in SM - MOA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we this chat while having lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our lunch, I urged him to grab some Sbucks, but she needs to back to her job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kiZzx0lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/u_nTMfUugOo/s1600-h/PICT1846+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kiZzx0lI/AAAAAAAAAG8/u_nTMfUugOo/s320/PICT1846+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246593001860485714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, off I went to Star Bucks for some reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. To grab a Signature Hot Chocolotae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. To get an application form&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. To pass the application form and hopes SBucks hire me as a part - time Barista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kidJ0wjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e2uGWG-RjwM/s1600-h/PICT1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kidJ0wjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e2uGWG-RjwM/s320/PICT1869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246593002758259250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then Macy came to SBucks to help me with my application.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we went to SMX, for she is itching to see the books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And man, the book fair was really one of a kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for only 10 pesos entrance fee (8 pesos for Students, Faculty, Librarian and 5 pesos for children)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you got to see wide selection of titles with special bargains and freebies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kCrh_7UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/p9RB70hQ3Xk/s1600-h/PICT1847+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kCrh_7UI/AAAAAAAAAF8/p9RB70hQ3Xk/s320/PICT1847+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592456861936962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Macy, and I didn't used our school ID (anyway, she shouldered my entrance fee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kCpBncUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/t9SQls-UBaI/s1600-h/PICT1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kCpBncUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/t9SQls-UBaI/s320/PICT1848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592456189243714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kC0-0vrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lLdP_J-6zeM/s1600-h/PICT1850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kC0-0vrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lLdP_J-6zeM/s320/PICT1850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592459398758066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was like craving for the Twilight Series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I was like saying that she is riding the bandwagon of the book, but she said that the series is really interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kC1nSKdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZGpdCNt29vI/s1600-h/PICT1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kC1nSKdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZGpdCNt29vI/s320/PICT1851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592459568458194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kDHo1HiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MYvGQx3z2dY/s1600-h/PICT1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-kDHo1HiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/MYvGQx3z2dY/s320/PICT1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246592464406781474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, she bought the series and I was like having a nose bleed because there is SO MANY books. (well, its like my experience in KinoKuniya, this time, it was EXTREME)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I planned to buy only one book, The Art of War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to read that book, but I have no chance of buying it before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after macy we went to go back to the National Book Store Booth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Along the way, I am searching for the September 15 issue of TIME magazine, and luckily I found one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i bought the magazine, one guy told the person at the cashier: "Bro, kindly give sir a Newsweek poster"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, an big Newsweek poster was given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not contented with it, i said to the guy at the cashier: "Sir, I am a TIME reader, can i have a TIME poster as well"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the guy at the cashier was like scrambling to find a TIME poster. After the search, he was able to give me a TIME poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That gave me a smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached NBS booth, i looked for the book that I am looking for, and i was able to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for the line, I and macy was looking at some titles, and I have seen many books that really catches my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I am on a tight budget, I will ask my aunt to buy the books for me at london. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jbrqs8kI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qWkhkv0e-gQ/s1600-h/PICT1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jbrqs8kI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qWkhkv0e-gQ/s320/PICT1856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591786883543618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcMt2cBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Lj1IvFJ54wU/s1600-h/PICT1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcMt2cBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Lj1IvFJ54wU/s320/PICT1857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591795755118610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;     The Next in Line!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcby3jyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0GcMR78wU78/s1600-h/PICT1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcby3jyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0GcMR78wU78/s320/PICT1859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591799802695458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;   Coffee for a boring moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcjzINbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OGZeJPyusuI/s1600-h/PICT1861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jcjzINbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OGZeJPyusuI/s320/PICT1861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591801951270322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i was at the line for about 45 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, standing for a bout 45 minutes (with a laptop on your back).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though the waiting was an entertaining one for me and macy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jc533UTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q3B5PxImbPY/s1600-h/PICT1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-jc533UTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/q3B5PxImbPY/s320/PICT1862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591807876714802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reaching the counter, i was like celebrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that was all for one book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i2QoAsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rgObWzBRlgo/s1600-h/PICT1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i2QoAsNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rgObWzBRlgo/s320/PICT1864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591143969337554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;     Supposedly Php 350.00, then it was 20% off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i2-kNklI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jZYhL8m0584/s1600-h/PICT1866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i2-kNklI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jZYhL8m0584/s320/PICT1866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591156301435474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3AyAbVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3a0zEdu-ACc/s1600-h/PICT1868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3AyAbVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3a0zEdu-ACc/s320/PICT1868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591156896165202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3XCmq4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/eKvpRq9iuqY/s1600-h/PICT1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3XCmq4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/eKvpRq9iuqY/s320/PICT1873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591162871360386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Macy meet her parents near the Krispy Kreme kiosk and me off to the nearest ATM that gave me another waiting experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for about 15 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, it takes a lot of patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it is really not easy to walk around an enourmous mall, with your laptop at the back (thank God i haven't brought my DLSR).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3qXRDqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QRMyjXDxKNw/s1600-h/PICT1889+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-i3qXRDqI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QRMyjXDxKNw/s320/PICT1889+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246591168058298018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                TIME and THE ART WAR..great buys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day was really productive and sensible on my part.&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/725959585725016866-7356849088003481900?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/7356849088003481900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=7356849088003481900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7356849088003481900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7356849088003481900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeks-that-was-ii.html' title='The Weeks that Was II'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM-k_zfDVwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/72XmnpTPjgY/s72-c/PICT1877+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-5015758501822996311</id><published>2008-09-15T11:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:47:05.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><title type='text'>The Weeks that Was Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3Xr1o1PiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/7bwbZeiLN_8/s1600-h/PICT1846+copy.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;After 2 weeks of not being in the Blogsphere, I am Back with stories and events that happened for almost 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the Birthday of mother. It's a good thing that she celebrated her birthday, though it was simple. My father bought Ice cream and pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I am not Home. I am at my dorm. Alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up with something different on my tummy. Diarrhea struck me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consumed almost 5 bottles of Oral Rehydration and 7 trips to the throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the proposal defense for our publication company, and it was one of a kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a proposal defense with diarrhea, Funny audience, nerve wracking judges, intimadting looks of competitors, a cute lady exhibitor and a bunch of publications.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, our Section won the Best Media Kit, Best Booth and Best Publication Company Concept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kudos to AB COM42 and to the rest of the winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3QmgLveOI/AAAAAAAAABM/UI_tiXRFfNY/s320/IMG_4989.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246078500849285346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a nerve wracking defense, it's now my time to prove myself to the panelist of the 7th National Youth Parliament that will be conducted around October or November this Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NYP is conducted every 2 years, and it is a national youth eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nt organized by the National Youth Commission of the Philippines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a long 40 minutes. Being grilled with questions about our position paper, about me and about anything Lasallian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ended like a typical casual conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to my source, only 8 will be choosen from the region I currently residing at (IV - A). More than 20 applied from that region.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that nerve wracking interview, still with diarrhea, went to a Mall in the metro and had dinner with Comm. Camid, Twinkle and Ron (that was late for he came from his work).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ate at a Japanese Restaurant, I ate like I don't have a diarrhea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And again, just what happened when i was at Japan, i ate only again 1 sushi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(thanks twinkle for the dinner!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3SOHagaMI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZKvXNQXkFig/s320/n694757831_789258_1608.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080280906721474" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3SOUld-HI/AAAAAAAAABs/_HBdlWjOmzM/s320/n694757831_789261_2741+copy.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246080284442359922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the dinner was over, we decided to get some coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(This time, it is on Ron and me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Jarlo came us and had a chat about the politics in mindanao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was one of the complicated topics that I had ever heard in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God I was convinced not to run anymore for a public office in 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3TBUbQXQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iHN88PkHPlI/s320/n694757831_789267_5086+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246081160572853506" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ron and I decided to get some tickets for a basketball game, so we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before going to the ticketron, we grabe some DQ.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM5MUN1RFyI/AAAAAAAAADM/izP6jhVJ4mQ/s320/n694757831_789266_4701+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246214526127380258" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;September 6&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Ateneo - La Salle Game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most colorful rivalry in Philippine Collegiate Basketball history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Om, Ron, Reggie and Me who watched the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And some friends of Reggie (which I also knew) from DLSU-Manila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3Ud4HO_wI/AAAAAAAAACM/vLMVNBiNEWM/s320/PICT1732.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246082750700519170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To cut the story short, Ateneo won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the game, we hunt down a place to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After minutes of searching, we end up in KFC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interesting part is that, the store was full of color blue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Reggie and I was wearing green. (Om and Ron are from UP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hows that?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interesting was the stare on us when we entered. Hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3UdacAU5I/AAAAAAAAACE/0rMyhyF99Rg/s320/PICT1751+copy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246082742734574482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be Continued&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/725959585725016866-5015758501822996311?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/5015758501822996311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=5015758501822996311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5015758501822996311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5015758501822996311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeks-that-was-i.html' title='The Weeks that Was Part I'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SM3QmgLveOI/AAAAAAAAABM/UI_tiXRFfNY/s72-c/IMG_4989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-4145299996276939013</id><published>2008-09-02T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:22:13.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><title type='text'>Thoughts from a young Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;August 31, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Just the sound of the electric fan in my room.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the keyboard while i am pressing each letter to compose this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I am forcing my self right now. But I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday. The time is 1:01 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I was trying to really sleep that my mind doesn't want to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I slept a lot when traveling going back here in our house from my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;So, what I did was I get a paper bag, and started sorting out the content of it. And repair the damaged part of the paper bag.&lt;br /&gt;It was the paper bag that my foster family in Ibaraki - ken prefecture, Japan gave me. And the paper bag contains all of the memorabilia that I had during my stay in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;It was very Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles and tears coming down my eyes as I look on the pictures that we had with my foster family.&lt;br /&gt;The CD contains the Video while doing the udon and soba.&lt;br /&gt;The Sumarai Thing.&lt;br /&gt;Papers from Waseda University and the paper mat from McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;And a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;Very Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I have the money, the time to go back and visit the place that made me cry....a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to do things that I never had to do when I was at Japan.&lt;br /&gt;And, additional to that are the newly met friends from A+3YF in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you may seem to notice...&lt;br /&gt;Why I am so attached to that place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am really a goer of Jpop Culture&lt;br /&gt;2. I love Anime and the Music that comes with it&lt;br /&gt;3. It is all about the beat and rhythm!&lt;br /&gt;4. It is just really me...being emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could characterized as a person that is can be easily attached to one place, once I fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;I like traveling.&lt;br /&gt;I like to say hellos.&lt;br /&gt;But I hate saying Goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me cry many times now.&lt;br /&gt;even though there is a Language barrier, it is the heart that talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had blog last week about life, in general, is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is, and yes it will be as long as you are living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the difficult times that our country is encountering, most especially my family,&lt;br /&gt;there is still hope on everything.&lt;br /&gt;At least we keep on surviving on our everyday lives.&lt;br /&gt;This is really keeping me hyped in my life.&lt;br /&gt;To help my family by the time I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;And do the things I wanted to do, like getting a masters degree.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I like to study, and at the same time work abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel frustrated yesterday about the current situation of the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we could have done something about it, if right people are running for the position, and getting elected by the people.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know why some other citizens of this country still votes for those politicians that are obviously corrupt, self-serving and promote nepotism.&lt;br /&gt;It is really unfair, especially to those Filipino that are bot yet born, but inherit a 4 Trillion debt from the World Bank. How good is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my frustration, I had a friend that I have been talking in the Yahoo Messenger for about 30 mins regarding my concern to the government.&lt;br /&gt;Ranting. Really frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;If only the government listens to the current generation, for we see and experience the poverty that we are encounter in our everyday lives.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the government can hear the ideologies that younger generation have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really frustrated, because you want to do something, you know that you can do something,&lt;br /&gt;but you are helpless because your family doesn't have any political background or allies to start of.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any "connections" with "someone" so that you could enter the government with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will be the time that the SK will end it's "Pa-liga" tradition and start moving for a change.&lt;br /&gt;Well, some do....but majority isn't moving yet.&lt;br /&gt;The youth can do something, but please, put it on a good use.&lt;br /&gt;You guys at SK are the ones who had the privilege and opportunity to represent the youth and serve the country.&lt;br /&gt;Put the fund into good use.&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying "Pa - liga" is not a good project, but I believe there are better.&lt;br /&gt;Try to hype the youth in your place on helping the country, having the sense of responsibility on their environment and how they can improve there lives.&lt;br /&gt;So that SK can help the effort of some government agencies, that often have a low budget, can push its advocacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that in 2010, we will elect the right person to vote...&lt;br /&gt;from executive position down to the legislative....even to barangay captains.&lt;br /&gt;(if you want to discuss Philippines politics just tell me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sense of nationalism is still there.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I am frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;I love the Philippines, and I will continue as long as I am living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived here in Laguna, I relaxed after a week of hardships.&lt;br /&gt;There is no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;So started pigging out, by eating a lot cooked by mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, September 1, 2008&lt;br /&gt;It is her 45th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;She has been there for me to support me in my endeavors, including my father and aunt of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I have a class every Monday, I will not be joining them on a simple celebration.&lt;br /&gt;I will have to call, and prepare something for my mom when I get back again in our house.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish, I have many money, so that she could relax on a spa and have a full body massage.&lt;br /&gt;She have been working hard for our family, together with my father.&lt;br /&gt;My mother is a School Registrar and that keep my two younger siblings to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that she is at Laguna right now, and I am here all alone here in my dorm in Cavite...&lt;br /&gt;I make it sure that I greeted here before I left our house and greeted her again while I am here in Cavite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-4145299996276939013?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/4145299996276939013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=4145299996276939013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/4145299996276939013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/4145299996276939013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts-from-young-guy.html' title='Thoughts from a young Guy'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-7065339248250979599</id><published>2008-08-26T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T12:56:11.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><title type='text'>Life in General is Amazing</title><content type='html'>Actually, I am not supposed to this blog. Because, while watching the closing ceremonies of the Beijing 2008 Olympics, I am doing an entry.&lt;br /&gt;But someone has opened my laptop and this morning,&lt;br /&gt;I then discovered that my entry is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will try to restate everything that have written last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Life After the Life Changing Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 28, will be 1 month since youth from ASEAN, China, Japan and Korea gathered to Singapore and talk about Entrepreneurship/Employment, Education,Engagement and Environment.&lt;br /&gt;It will be 1 month since friendship (and also some other things) started. And because of this many starting to invite each others to visit each own's country and relieve the experience.&lt;br /&gt;It has been my honour to represent the Philippines in such events that will eventually contribute to the lives of my Filipino youth.&lt;br /&gt;So, what's next? As for us in the Philippines, I believe that the National Youth Commission is cooking something out of the A+3YF.&lt;br /&gt;My next endeavour would be a National Gathering of Youth in the Philippines (Another entry will discuss this), I am now on the screening stage. I hope I could pass the screening process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life After 8.8.08&lt;br /&gt;It has been a colourful and exciting Beijing 2008 Olympics. So far, they hold the record of the most expensive Olympics with 20 Billion Dollars. The most extravagant Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;And the most ellaborative details ever.&lt;br /&gt;As for the Philippines, the delegates will go back in the country will be empty-handed but not degraded. They have shown what is the Filipino spirit is all about.&lt;br /&gt;Technically speaking, the country is empty handed, but actually, the Philippines is not empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;Willy Wang is 4 other Philippine delegates to the wushu exhibition/demonstration got medals. Especially Wang that won the Gold.&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time that this happened to the country. Way back in the 1988 Seoul Olympics, the Philippines got Gold in Bowling.&lt;br /&gt;Though during that time, Bowling was an exhibition sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the government should put attention to the training of the athletes, instead of adding incentives who will ever get a Gold medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;The training of the athletes is not only months or one year, but it will take more than 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;I also hope that some government-owned corporations, that is mandated by the constitution, will give its contribution to the sports development fund of the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, especially some politicians, says that the Philippines has a lot of potential. But it will not happen if personal interest will be layed in the tables.&lt;br /&gt;Also The Philippines, will not materialize the potential that they are saying, if the government will not invest to the youth.&lt;br /&gt;For God's sake, try to think how many Filipinos now. Almost 93 Million! And how many of those are aged 15 - 35? (It's the age of "youth" in the Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, China has started and ended the Beijing 2008 Olympics with style, and setting the trend.&lt;br /&gt;That London declared already that they cannot topped what China did, but will stage a great Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double decker bus, Leona Lewis, Jimmy Page, David Beckham and people of London gave everyone the preview on what to see for the 2012 Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;If the approach of Beijing is cultural, the approach of London is more on pop.&lt;br /&gt;With is contreversial Logo, the 2012 London Olympics will be a great one as countries will relieve the Olympic Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for Waiting the 2012 London Olympics and Other dates to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a fun to watch it live during that time.&lt;br /&gt;So, why I am talking about it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, London is on my list as one of the places/countries that I need to go before I die. Vatican (Holy See) as the number one.&lt;br /&gt;Another one, is that my Aunt is there. I have the advantage of staying there, or living there for good. Let us see what times can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to the 2012 London Olympics will be the 2016 Olympics. And I hope that Tokyo will have it.&lt;br /&gt;So that I can go back to Japan, and I have my "homecoming" in Ibaraki - ken prefecture, Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my foster family, some people and special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who ever know, my "homecoming" will be early and can happen as soon as I graduate in College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before 2012 and 2016...will be the Singapore Youth Olympics 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if I will be able to go to Singapore this year, as I may pursue a Master Degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, we may never know. And I may see again some Singaporean friends and maybe some other A+3YF delegates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life during a busy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy. This is what I can say on my life as a Graduating student.&lt;br /&gt;Many says that i don't speak (and look) like 19. I speak like 25 or older.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, life for me right now is very, very ok. Despite of the difficulties that the Philippines is experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;I have been lucky enough to experience some things that made me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is our Midterm examination, and this week is giving us one hell of a week (again).&lt;br /&gt;Even though we have only two written examination this term, we have many paper works and a stage play to pass.&lt;br /&gt;But this is not making me panic, even though I can feel the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Life in general is amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can give you many experience.&lt;br /&gt;About Love, Sorrowness and how you can handle the Pressure.&lt;br /&gt;It can teach you so many things that, all you can do is to select what you can learn.&lt;br /&gt;Because, you can have information overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am learning the lesson called "Prioritize".&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to plot now my future with this leeson..&lt;br /&gt;as much as I want to do the things that I want to do...&lt;br /&gt;I have this thing called "responsibility" on my family.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to my brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-7065339248250979599?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/7065339248250979599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=7065339248250979599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7065339248250979599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/7065339248250979599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-in-general-is-amazing.html' title='Life in General is Amazing'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-2974202073427910153</id><published>2008-08-08T07:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T08:42:11.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><title type='text'>And the Z monster is after me (created: August 7)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="preview"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;August 7, 2008&lt;br /&gt;11:30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past days, I noticed that I am being hooked to this kind of snack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://juanberde.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SJuVtAoKCGwAADshcRM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.juanberde.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJuVtAoKCGwAADshcRM1/IMG-4418.JPG?et=Y%2Bs9ES6OrLXRLmWZjqPpBA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's takoyaki. It was being sold in front of our school. For the past months, I haven't paid that much attention to the vendor. Maybe I a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m too busy. But for about 1 month now, I an buying this snack almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;So right now, while doing this blog, I am at my classmate/friend/thesis mate's house. For a short background, in our thesis group, we are three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are we doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We are having a "formal break". (There are sine breaks in between of our discussions). Anyway, we are sharing the spaghetti that the owner of the house had prepared for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our thesis is a comparative analysis towards Traditional Media (Print, Radio, Television) and New Media (Blog, Podcast and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Vidcast). I could say that we are having some difficult time on finding the perfect review of related literature because wha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t we are doing is a "not-so-popular" topic to study in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to have chat with them, talking from how good is the shape of my nose to a little story of my return to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what I expected today, my nose bleeds again for the nth time. It normally happens when my body temperature changes. The weird part is that the only part the bleeds is the left part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, going back to the thesis scenario, thanks to the help of an energy drink that helps me awakened and at the same time keeps my mind functioning well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://juanberde.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SJuUpwoKCGwAADtvdiA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.juanberde.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SJuUpwoKCGwAADtvdiA1/Image003-copy.jpg?et=JbNMglz7uW%2ChA4tjTuiFBA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am really lucky to have this people around me that it keeps research writing a "not-so-boring" subject. I really enjoy what we are doing right now. As what my thesis professor said at the start of the semester, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy every moment and learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tomorrow, (August 8) will be the submission of what we are doing now. It's a good things that all we have to do is to revise some parts. (actually, on what I have seen, there's a lot of red marks...hahahaha)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;" id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/span&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/725959585725016866-2974202073427910153?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/2974202073427910153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=2974202073427910153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2974202073427910153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2974202073427910153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-z-monster-is-after-me-created.html' title='And the Z monster is after me (created: August 7)'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-5257476288953225889</id><published>2008-08-05T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:20:06.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AYF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airport'/><title type='text'>Jackner John: Chronicles of My Return to Singapore (Posted on July 28)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Entry number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;4:42am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;July 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;NAIA Terminal 1&lt;br /&gt;Gate 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am here at an empty space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While waiting for the gate to open and some boarding announcements, it's relieving to think the memories that I have with this very spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’s nice to have my mom as we have a dinner date. She also helped me packed my things&lt;br /&gt;My mom accompanied me to the airport. She slept at my dorm and we left at around 2:00 am. Pretty early. It was a fast travel to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A few months back, I am here with fellow Filipino youth Delegates for the JENESYS Programme. There are so many people, chatting, laughing, and waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But right now, I am waiting, all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it nice to be alone, you can contemplate o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n the things that you have done in the past. But that will suddenly hit you with happy memories, that you have companions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I arrive at Changi International Ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rport, I’ll be waiting for 2 more hours for my other co-Filipino Youth Delegates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Entry number 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;11:30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;July 28, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Novotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I am doing this, I am using this thing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJhASDXlkfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3cmto6UDgmM/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJhASDXlkfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3cmto6UDgmM/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231001646076891634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cebu Pacific uses Air Bus. It's good but you cannot avoid "rocky roads".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in the flight, I have met two people, (Ate means older girl) Ate Cel and Ate Cherry.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJhAyTA1UuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HX4fxtSHnVo/s1600-h/IMG_2131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJhAyTA1UuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HX4fxtSHnVo/s320/IMG_2131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231002200032236258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left: Ate Cherry, Right: Ate Cel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one will work as a nurse at a hospital here in singapore the latter will meet her German BF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we are in the flight, ate cel got sick. So I offered her some help. Ate Cherry also helped, since we sat on the same row. (I am on the aisle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole trip was like a drama programme episode featuring the story of ate Cherry. And with some touching moments by ate cel. (She had a new born baby, and she needs to leave the philippines to work)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon the conversation, we discovered that ate cel's husband work also here in singapore as a civil engineer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a 3 hour flight (and its delayed). And since I am on a budget flight, CebuPac landed on the Budget terminal. How logical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon arriving, I am worrying because I needed to go to terminal 1 to meet with other delegates (i am ahead of a few hours), but to my surprise, someone is holding a whiteboard with my name on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Ervin, from singapore who happens to be our guide (LO). He is so accommodating and kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, he accompanied me to the airport. While on the road, we had talked about his visit to UP and my trip to Singapore last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While doing this blog, other Filipino Youth Delegates arrived (that's the reason why this blog was unfinished a while ago).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later we will have a Opening program on our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here it starts, the ASEAN + 3 Youth Festival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/725959585725016866-5257476288953225889?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/5257476288953225889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=5257476288953225889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5257476288953225889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/5257476288953225889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/08/jackner-john-chronicles-of-my-return-to.html' title='Jackner John: Chronicles of My Return to Singapore (Posted on July 28)'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJhASDXlkfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3cmto6UDgmM/s72-c/IMG_2149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-725959585725016866.post-2199308386777778604</id><published>2008-08-05T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:20:06.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackner John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AYF'/><title type='text'>Back to the Philippines</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (August 4, 2008), I arrived in NAIA Terminal 3 at around 5:00am. Thanks for the delayed flight of Cebu Pacific that made me sleepless for about 2 hours at the budget terminal of Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, Phoebe and Ervin accompanied me at the Budget Terminal while waiting for boarding announcements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ervin needed to go first and then Phoebe. Thanks to both of you for spending time with me and thanks Phoebe for the mint and the "rumor" conversation. Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Im also a Facebooker now! You could search m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e at Facebook with my full name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have bought a book at Singapore entitled "Singlish"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJjY9AM_-CI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sQ5uEq_p3TQ/s1600-h/Singlish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJjY9AM_-CI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sQ5uEq_p3TQ/s320/Singlish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231169509728974882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This pocket book is all about the language of singaporeans on a day-to-day basis with a sense of humour. Also on this book, you could find some of Singapore's Culture and Traditions, in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intersting part of the book that I have read is that when you tap the back of your opposite sex, it's like your flirting with the person.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the catch, I usually do tapping at the back of any person that I know to let them feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;And about 30% of the delegates of A+3YF of my opposite sex had been tapped in the back of yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I am not flirting with them. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A+3YF was a great experience for me. It made me a better person, I guess. And it let me expand my horizon on certain things.&lt;br /&gt;For the Second time, I have been to Singapore, but this time around, it has been a really special one. For I have met incridible people. By this, it made me feel sad of ending the programme. But as what they say, you must go on with your life. People come, and go. And some will remain. But I would want to think that everyone should remain in my life for they are nre found friends that let me explore the world on wider perspective.&lt;br /&gt;I have just the money and the time, I could have been in Korea, Japan or Vietnam right now. But I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Upon returning in the Philippines, my mother waited for me at the airport and off we went to my dormitory at Cavite. Just slept for about 3 hours and immediately took a bath to attend my Major class that has its own way of welcoming me back, A quiz. With my stock knowledge and a help from my academic hunch, I was able to pull it off. Haven't known the score yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything was nice, I wish it haven't ended. But it should. I am saying to myself that for the Third time, I'll be at Singapore again and see my friends, and have fun with them, To all that made me feel nice during my stay at Singapore, To those who have graced my Lenses and to the people behind the Festival, Thank you Very, Very, Very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/725959585725016866-2199308386777778604?l=jacknerborja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/feeds/2199308386777778604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=725959585725016866&amp;postID=2199308386777778604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2199308386777778604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/725959585725016866/posts/default/2199308386777778604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacknerborja.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-philippines.html' title='Back to the Philippines'/><author><name>Jackner John Borja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11069747177776985122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/TIJTzIexQeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/JKjk4We3SQo/S220/DSC_1553.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PAT7IxwHxQ0/SJjY9AM_-CI/AAAAAAAAAAo/sQ5uEq_p3TQ/s72-c/Singlish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
