<?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-3177353336286351592</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:58.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE CYCLE</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog entitled LIFE CYCLE is all about my life. This is my expression and outlet of all my feelings, insights, outlook and aspirations in life. Feel free to read my blogs...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-4620785269243248599</id><published>2008-10-13T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:12:03.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALAS TRES-my debut film in directing short films</title><content type='html'>I thank God for all the blessings he have showered upon me specially last October 11, 2008 which was our 2nd Marist Short Film Festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS TRES - a horror flick that really scare the audience in its screening. Despite of technical glitches in the audio. The death scenes and the ending really captured the audiences attention. Despite a boring start because of the audio, the movie ended with a BANG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For amateur film makers like us, we are so happy to make a film that we consider as one the breakthrough short film with a genre of horror in NDDU or perhaps in the Philippines. In the span of two weeks, we've done shooting and editing. within this time frame, pressures arouse, conflicts were encountered and physical capacities were tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been tough and hard on our part to produce a quality film within two weeks&gt; we just made our best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS TRES.. the film that broke the barriers for amateur film making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AWARDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Short Film 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Cinematography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Editing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Screenplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Director: Michael Andrew Carbon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. myself.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited by: Rodel Carbon my brother&lt;br /&gt;Executive Producer: Mr. Salvador Bagaan Jr. MA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running time: 27 minutes&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Suspense, horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO GOD BE THE GLORY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-4620785269243248599?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/4620785269243248599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=4620785269243248599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/4620785269243248599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/4620785269243248599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/10/alas-tres-my-debut-film-in-directing.html' title='ALAS TRES-my debut film in directing short films'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-6243134206040776546</id><published>2008-09-29T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:40:31.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M.Y.</title><content type='html'>M.Y.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new name for me... hmmm.. very intriguing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love M.Y.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-6243134206040776546?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6243134206040776546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=6243134206040776546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/6243134206040776546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/6243134206040776546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/09/stranger.html' title='M.Y.'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-1111546769216945903</id><published>2008-09-29T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:37:47.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something about YOU</title><content type='html'>you were so different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were so unique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i take a glimpse of your face I smile and began to think of being happy worthwhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. this person has something.. I dont know what. All I know is that im happy with this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOmething ABOUT you makes me wonder that angels in disguise arr true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-1111546769216945903?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1111546769216945903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=1111546769216945903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1111546769216945903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1111546769216945903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-about-you.html' title='Something about YOU'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-6152765409369592690</id><published>2008-09-29T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:34:40.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive found another YOU!! Better!!</title><content type='html'>its been a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive finally move on from the past feeling I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a great feeling to set free of the feelings that were never meant to be. Now, Im so happy now with my life especially that I met someone new.. You!? Better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned! Ive learned so many things from my horrible past experience. I dont want to go back to that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, A NEW PERSON has come into my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that&lt;br /&gt;- makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;- values me a lot&lt;br /&gt;- the person that cares about my feeling&lt;br /&gt;- the person that i LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. I love this person why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not because this person was part of moving on but this person helped me realized that there is no really thing broken..The person who became my strength and inspiration..The person who knows where am I and what i feel inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This SPECIAL ONE has captured my heart and eventually make fall in love again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a better one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps the only one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-6152765409369592690?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/6152765409369592690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=6152765409369592690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/6152765409369592690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/6152765409369592690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-found-another-you-better.html' title='Ive found another YOU!! Better!!'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-8641930286494879193</id><published>2008-08-20T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:16:48.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moments... THE PAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i come to think of the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the times weve been together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;those times... in pain, in sadness, in happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i missed those times... specially now. the day today? perhaps an ordinary day for some but a very memorable date for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I AM MOVING ON... for good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-8641930286494879193?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8641930286494879193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=8641930286494879193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/8641930286494879193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/8641930286494879193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/moments-past.html' title='moments... THE PAST'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-1352358145397082791</id><published>2008-08-20T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:14:03.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>second chance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;will you give a second chance to a person who promises to be with you forever yet fails to prove it and leaves you behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;isn't that the said scenario of making pacts.. promises....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its then i realized that expecting is only a way of hurting yourself. I came to know that yesterday, I was INLOVE.. now.. im hurting.. and tomorrow.. I shall MOVE ON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its been a tough ride.A roller coaster of emotions, anger, frustrations, jealousy, misunderstandings and more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but its been a wonderful ride although it ended TRAGIC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-1352358145397082791?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1352358145397082791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=1352358145397082791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1352358145397082791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1352358145397082791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/second-chance.html' title='second chance..'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-2222186557265740728</id><published>2008-08-11T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:25:52.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a very special LOVE</title><content type='html'>hmm. i remembered the movie of sarah and john lloyd.. its a good one. try to watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. every love is special. I do believe that whatever you form you express it, it is special.. A feeling.. A great feeling.. this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not vague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not dubious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS LOVE!! it is love long before.. love at first sight perhaps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-2222186557265740728?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2222186557265740728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=2222186557265740728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/2222186557265740728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/2222186557265740728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/very-special-love.html' title='a very special LOVE'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-4974390866766315154</id><published>2008-08-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:23:54.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is this love??</title><content type='html'>a feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a different feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes you happy, glad, inspired.. is this love? I dont know. Im so confused... maybe a feeling of happiness itself is love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i am not lover.. dont i deserve to love and be loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, what if that love is wrong... hmm. Wrong? when does love get wrong if the nature itself is good.. I love a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love someone.. thats definite.. No questions!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-4974390866766315154?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/4974390866766315154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=4974390866766315154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/4974390866766315154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/4974390866766315154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-this-love.html' title='is this love??'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-5775642483339090240</id><published>2008-08-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:20:31.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams are done!!</title><content type='html'>well.. its time to rejoice because midterm exams had just passed by... THANK you GOD!! thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-5775642483339090240?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5775642483339090240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=5775642483339090240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5775642483339090240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5775642483339090240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/exams-are-done.html' title='exams are done!!'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-1062689952527077022</id><published>2008-08-09T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:41:35.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>genuine enough?</title><content type='html'>i dont know how to define genuine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that being genuine enough is being consistent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life, i was surrounded with doubts and empty promises.&lt;br /&gt; i think i do deserve being loved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know the language and the standards of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i know is that love is a MUTUAL FEELING felt by two persons who came to know each other's improtance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a special love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love does not mean an abstract idea but a feeling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-1062689952527077022?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/1062689952527077022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=1062689952527077022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1062689952527077022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/1062689952527077022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/genuine-enough.html' title='genuine enough?'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-5557635967897729390</id><published>2008-08-09T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:37:55.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pact</title><content type='html'>Bond.. Pact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever you call it.. it is a word that means a lifetime and a word that entails intense care and hope.. I am fond of having friends yet i am not used to making pacts with them that this would be forever coz i do believe friends come and go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this time i wanted to have friends. but now i realized i needed TRUE FRIENDS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that will always be there at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends that will be there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in life, we must never forget to treasure someone who is ready to share his or her shoulder for you to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who never fails to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who never forgets to think about you all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a LOVER but i am good FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made a pact with someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone i believe that will be there for me FOREVER..&lt;br /&gt;its a nice feeling yet i am so afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO AFRAID THAT ONE DAY, THAT SOMEONE WILL LEAVE ME...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-5557635967897729390?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5557635967897729390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=5557635967897729390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5557635967897729390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5557635967897729390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/08/pact.html' title='Pact'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-3663807306418257600</id><published>2008-07-23T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:57:32.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends come and go.....</title><content type='html'>In life, it is inevitable to have friends, to be able to create a certain kind of relationship or should i say a BOND... Im indeed a self-confessed makapal ang mukha, yah ryt! with this attitude of mine, Ive been able to have friends.. Lots of friends. Yet im prone to misinterpretations and wrong judgements. Well.. all i care about is having friends.. I am an avid fan of the saying NO MAN is AN ISLAND. We are all interdependent to each other. God made us not only as Human Beings but also SOCIAL BEINGS... we tend to be in a group a establish a sense of belongingness since we are humans who need someone to rely on in times of trouble. I had established many friendships althrought my life. The sad thing is I am sometimes left alone by people whom I consider as a good friends. friends do have promises. Friends do create pacts. pacts that would last a lifetime.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am not ashamed that I am single. I am more than proud to have lots of friends than having lots of girls and flings.. THis is me.. What you see is what you get....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-3663807306418257600?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3663807306418257600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=3663807306418257600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3663807306418257600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3663807306418257600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-come-and-go.html' title='Friends come and go.....'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-5648620672874095471</id><published>2008-07-23T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:51:00.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy?</title><content type='html'>yeah im so busy. huhuhu. so that i failed to write in my blog.. if only i have ample time.. yet i still want to share to all of you all my thoughts and experiences in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-5648620672874095471?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5648620672874095471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=5648620672874095471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5648620672874095471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5648620672874095471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy.html' title='Busy?'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-5888656145818156354</id><published>2008-05-12T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:12:22.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Vacation is indeed one of the greatest moments a student could ever experience... This is the time where we rest from all those books and testpapers and be removed from the shackles of those gruesome assignments and mind-buggling seatworks.. Well. so far, i really enjoyed my SUMMER TIME or should I say SUMMER VACATION. Hmp. Even though i gained weight.. I still enjoyed it because I was able to take a rest even for at least a month. YEAH.. Last semester was really one of the busiest I had. From being the Vice-President of Hiyas Club, I was really been through hard times during that semester. I was so stress to be exact. Thats why when summer came, I grabbed this opportunity to take a rest.. At least for a while.. I spend most of my days in our house located in Kalsangi. A village specially intended for DOLE Philippines Employee. this was located near the foot of Mt. Matutum. because of its location, the weather there as indeed cool and relaxing. I really had a great time there. Even though I was literally "TRAPPED" there because of the inaccessibility of stores, load outlets and transportation, I was able to have a luxurious time for myself... i think the real essence of SUMMER Time is really having a time for yourself. Relaxation and Reflection.. hmmm... Summer time is really a time for enjoying things which you do not regularly enjoy in an ordinary school time... that is SUMMER.. so when it is SUMMER TIME, be sure and be ready to kick of those slippers, wear those shades and bring a lots of foods and refreshments and enjoy the BREEZE OF A GREAT SUMMER GATEWAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;have fun under the sun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-5888656145818156354?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5888656145818156354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=5888656145818156354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5888656145818156354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5888656145818156354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-time.html' title='Summer TIME'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-5666182018918129908</id><published>2008-05-11T23:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:01:01.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurected....</title><content type='html'>wow.. its nice to be back.. its been almost6 months since I last wrote here in my blog.. I was not able to update it because all i knew is that Google Adsense have already cancelled my account. Hmp.... I guess they didnt... well.. im back for good.. and im ready to write to my blog site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-5666182018918129908?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/5666182018918129908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=5666182018918129908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5666182018918129908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/5666182018918129908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2008/05/ressurected.html' title='Ressurected....'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-3788672375655574015</id><published>2007-11-19T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:55:52.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Degrading Importance and the Misunderstandings on the Concept of Praying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;         &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Prayer is said to be a form of Communication to God. We, as Roman Catholics, really value a lot Prayer because this is one way wherein we could be close and intimate to our Almighty God. But, my view of prayer now has changed. As we had our discussion about Prayer in our RE 3 subject later this morning, I was somehow bumped by the wrong concept I believe about prayer and even the way I pray. Our teacher is a religious sister so I really believe what is her outlook in praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;        Praying gestures and manner are really abused by the people. Our teacher defined prayer as "an intimate conversation with God and our faith response to Him". This definition will somehow explain the importance of prayer and how should we pray. We must pray because we want to and not because we are force to do it or we need something badly. Let us not throw millions of PETITIONS to heaven. God may be so over to it and He just want to cover His ears so that He could not hear those petitions all over again. Prayer requires a listening heart. This is the key term for prayer. One must have the heart to understand and the ears to listen. As we pray, We and God communicates. We just need to be true to ourselves and be sincere enough to adore God and ask whatever we want. But asking is not only the main topic in praying. We could pray for thanksgiving, pray for praising and adoration, pray for forgiveness and pray for offering our supplication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;       Let us be open to the realization that the value of Praying nowadays is slowly degrading. Let us be open to surge our heart to God. Open our hearts into His grace. And have a listening ear that will help us to hear God's voice. God is never gone in our midst. He is just waiting for us. We must the one to look upon Him. He is so much ready whenever we need Him. All we need is to open our heart, free it from all our worries, doubts and impurities and be able to speak to God in silence so that we could feel His presence and the intimacy of our conversation to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;       Pray now! God is just around........He will never leave us because we are His greatest and beloved masterpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-3788672375655574015?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3788672375655574015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=3788672375655574015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3788672375655574015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3788672375655574015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2007/11/degrading-importance-and.html' title='The Degrading Importance and the Misunderstandings on the Concept of Praying'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-2129284448371375631</id><published>2007-11-18T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:44:57.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College life: A Vital Chapter in the book of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;College life is perhaps the most enjoyable, unforgettable and the most treasured school experience we will have in our life. College is said to be the last chapter in the ordinary ladderized form of education. I look College life as the time we must get serious in life and in our studies. College life is a life full of struggles, full of discoveries, full of inventories, full of joys and sorrows, full of experiences and most of all full of angels and devils. It is during college life we will be exposed to the reality and the naked truth that the society hides. When I was still in high school, I am very much excited in entering college by the mere fact and impression that I will at last have freedom. But then, I was wrong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;College life is not all about freedon, hence, it is all about facing this fast-paced world wherein you could stand alone against all the storms and calamities you will encounter along the way. My perception about college is completely untrue... It takes a strong heart and discipline for you to be able to surpass the thorns in college. I am so thankful that I was more or less, rounded with Christian Values by my parents. I am more thankful in the fact that many people were able to guide me so that I could be able to straighten up my path. I am proud to say that I am living a healthy college life now. Being in the dean's list and being part of the school's activities and some of its organizations are just few of the visible signs where I can say that I had lived a life a college student must aspire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#6633ff;"&gt;It is inevitable that you will be encountering tough problems during college. All I can say is that I had made so many struggles and so many sacrifices. I have undergone so many things but much have yet to come. We must always remember that having SELF-CONTROL, DISCIPLINE, RESPECT, CONCERN FOR OTHERS, A POSTIVIE OUTLOOK, A FURNISHED GOALS AND AMBITIONS IN LIFE and a GOD-FEARING HEART are all what it takes to survive in the game called COLLEGE LIFE.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-2129284448371375631?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/2129284448371375631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=2129284448371375631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/2129284448371375631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/2129284448371375631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2007/11/college-life-vital-chapter-in-book-of.html' title='College life: A Vital Chapter in the book of life'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-8631633282521547375</id><published>2007-11-16T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:09:10.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends for life: The Value of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Friendship for me is the best relationship you can establish during your existence. I value my friends a lot. I define friendship as an established relationship to person/s whom you feel love, care, concern and respect. A friend is the one who will help you to go through thick and thin. A friend serves as your coloring materials in making your life more colorful and meaningful. He or She will be your armor in the battles of life. There are so many people who have passed by my life. Almost all of them, I consider friends. But few of them, I consider my true friends. Those true friends of who seen the real me and accepted my flaws with all of their heart. Those true friends who have stood by me during the storm. Those true friends who have stayed with me even though the world has put me down. Those true friends who have opened their heart and ears just to listen to me and give me support. Indeed, it is so easy to find friends but difficult to find GENUINE FRIENDS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;      The genuity of friendship is really a major factor in establishing a strong bond. We must always inculcate within ourselves the value of honesty, truthfulness, humility and respect. These values will help us to fully understand the value of friendship. As the saying goes, "No man is an island". It is true. I think no one in this world eho have lived without friends. Having so many friends does not guarantee of being a TRUE FRIEND but what counts a lot is how will you keep them stay in your presence throughout time. A genuine friendship is tested by time, trials, distances and most of all tested by the faith with each other and with GOD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-8631633282521547375?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/8631633282521547375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=8631633282521547375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/8631633282521547375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/8631633282521547375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends-for-life-value-of-friendship.html' title='Friends for life: The Value of Friendship'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177353336286351592.post-3522705830414179925</id><published>2007-11-04T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:54:43.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of our Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     Life is indeed short. We must value the people around us specially our parents. At this time (November 4, 2007 @ around 1 pm), I just witnessed the burial of the father of my high school classmate. I am with sympathy of the family left by the late creation of God. It became a door for me to realize that we must obey and love our parents because we don't know what will be going to happen and what is the plan of God for us. Death is perhaps to be one of the scariest onw will encounter or came to think about. For me, I look DEATH as a beginning because I believe that LIFE after DEATH is a paradise with GOD. I think that God gave death to all of us for us to value all these things upon their existence here in the world He made. We must value every person specially our parents who were the ones who gave life to us and the one who raised us and inculcated in us the value and teachings inspired by GOD. As the famous Filipino saying goes "Nasa Huli ang Pagsisisi". This is one of the cliche statements I often hear. But this simple statement marks a deep meaning for those who have lost their loved ones. It's a sign of regret for not showing enough love, attention, care and respect to a certain person during the time that he or she is still alive. This statement is accompanied by sorrow and grief. But beyond all those thorns, we must always remember that God has a plan for all of us. Everything happens for a reason. Let us not believe in destine. Let us believe in God's will. Value each other. Value life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177353336286351592-3522705830414179925?l=miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/feeds/3522705830414179925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177353336286351592&amp;postID=3522705830414179925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3522705830414179925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177353336286351592/posts/default/3522705830414179925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miguel-lifecycle.blogspot.com/2007/11/value-of-our-parents.html' title='The Value of our Parents'/><author><name>MIGUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17584101122146942035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CL4dFIaagLM/SKEOhsEj3AI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PPz8vON9iCg/s1600-R/1_974343936m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
