<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 07:22:27 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Talenggay's Tales</title><description>Hi, my name’s Chari. 

Each of us has our own little story to tell - may it be interesting or not, happy or sad, or a mere flight of fancy just to have something to chew on. 

You are welcome to read some of my thoughts, all of which are by-products from the daily crunches of the so-called temporary brain gridlock. 

Have a nice day!</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-8023091935904643832</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 08:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-04T21:42:53.573+08:00</atom:updated><title>Life is Like a Box of Chocolates</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You've probably heard this quote a MILLION times over. Alright! But then again, who hasn’t yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a box of chocolates, life can be full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Realizing that in a battle, neither side wins nor loses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That sometimes, conflicts can never be solved but only outgrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It’s true. Not all chocolates which come from the box are sweet. There are dark, bitter, unsweetened, bittersweet, white, alcohol-infused, etc. From the myriads of choices, the selection could be endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr… am I talking nonsense suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess our task is very simple - to find and pick the best chocolate piece. But remember, a chocolate which seems to be good may not be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, our choices may not always be right. True. But there’s always a second chance, right? After all, life is not perfect and it is these personal choices we make which define and shape our lives, of who we become eventually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa lahat naman ng pagkakataon at anumang bagay, pinipili lang naman natin kung alin ang sa tingin natin ang nararapat at higit sa lahat, kung alin ang makakapagpasaya sa atin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, which chocolate piece is yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/8932216722932654924-8023091935904643832?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-like-box-of-chocolates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-5077390720896118676</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-04T00:40:11.297+08:00</atom:updated><title>When "C" Becomes "X"</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a quite comic conversation with a Chinese-Malaysian officemate in Yahoo Messenger which left me laughing so hard all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Name withheld for security reasons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officemate:&lt;/strong&gt; Charina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chari:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officemate:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you help me check this sentence for grammar error?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officemate:&lt;/strong&gt; Please refer to attach updated baseline document, according to baseline date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chari:&lt;/strong&gt; *tumbling* Ok. Just give me a sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officemate:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh? U serious? For tat very simple request?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chari:&lt;/strong&gt; No lah. Wrong typing mah! I mean, just give me a se&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;. Not se&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Potek! Kung bakit kasi nagkatabi ang X at C sa keyboard. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read and confirm that you have typed the correct characters before pressing &lt;em&gt;Enter&lt;/em&gt; key. Sometimes, with a stroke of bad luck, even a single letter could easily spell disaster such in the case when "c" becomes "x" in my story. Know your spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-5077390720896118676?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-c-becomes-x.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-1081564214850238030</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-03T22:11:51.506+08:00</atom:updated><title>Just Can't Get Enough</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m feeling so TERRIBLE. I must’ve gorged down around 20 different types of food today. A case of unbearable hunger? Eehhh! :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the list, well only those which I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;zhong (dumpling) for breakfast (given by Lee Fun) &lt;li&gt;fish head curry &lt;li&gt;steamed herbal chicken &lt;li&gt;buttered prawns &lt;li&gt;veggies &lt;li&gt;steamed tilapia &lt;li&gt;rice! &lt;li&gt;banana &lt;li&gt;watermelon &lt;li&gt;pineapple &lt;li&gt;blueberry cheese tarts (small) &lt;li&gt;Portuguese egg tarts &lt;li&gt;pecan pie (1 small slice) &lt;li&gt;Tiramisu cake (it was my boss’ birthday; shared with Charmy hehe) &lt;li&gt;Chippy (galing ng Pinas) &lt;li&gt;Chocnut (galing din ng Pinas) &lt;li&gt;mints &lt;li&gt;Coffee, coffee, coffee (kahit bawal sakin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh my Lord! I better start kicking my butt to do some cardio exercises and run a marathon! That is, if I want to have that much needed energy for our adventure trip this coming Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of our adventure trip with my “wild” friends (Ben, pa-borrow ng adjective hehe) when I get back next week. Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/8932216722932654924-1081564214850238030?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-cant-get-enough.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-5747236385572856078</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T14:06:27.884+08:00</atom:updated><title>My New Baby</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Four months ago, I have posted a &lt;a href="http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-memory-of-my-little-one.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;about my baby’s sudden demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world just came crumbling down. I was crestfallen. Down in the dumps. I couldn’t go out to capture life’s “it” moments. I had no choice then. I was left with nothing but pieces of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my pursuit of happiness, I borrowed from my sister Muninggay her eldest baby, which was flown in to KL just for me. Good thing she’s not fond of him anymore. Baby Budoy is a small wonder, albeit the old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Saturday. I was pretty worried he would soon feel real lonely. So I decided to give him a new baby brother. A very smart and cute one! The new baby didn’t come from my tummy though. He was delivered from a Canon box. No labor pains! I am naming him Fafi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fafi is quite shy and a bit self-conscious. He doesn’t want me to take pictures of him and likes to be inside the box all the time. But yesterday, he started throwing tantrums! I think he wants a new baby sister ;-P Ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the pictures of Budoy and Fafi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189495437594258322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/SATKmvlQ65I/AAAAAAAAAwA/tUt4ovT9DNQ/s320/fafi.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAFI. &lt;/strong&gt;I told you he's shy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189495437594258338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/SATKmvlQ66I/AAAAAAAAAwI/QcR7y3VjA4U/s320/budoy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUDOY.&lt;/strong&gt; Pre-Jurassic era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-5747236385572856078?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-new-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/SATKmvlQ65I/AAAAAAAAAwA/tUt4ovT9DNQ/s72-c/fafi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-2043505869940411990</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T14:06:28.246+08:00</atom:updated><title>Paddington House of Pancakes: A Review</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I certainly love food and my quest for hunting good food and restaurants still goes on. Recently, I’ve also found a new buddy who is adventurous as I am when it comes to food-hunting and restaurant-hopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our first stop was &lt;a href="http://www.paddingtonpancakes.com/"&gt;Paddington House of Pancakes&lt;/a&gt;, where we took our dinner last weekend after doing some serious shopping. Hehe! It’s located at the LG floor of &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.midvalleygardens.com.my/"&gt;The Gardens Mall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in Mid Valley City. I had a first glimpse of this restaurant in 1 Utama shopping mall (near the GAP store) last year. But since it’s quite far from my place, I never had the chance to try it until recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The restaurant can easily be noticed from the outside. The area is well-lit and looks inviting I should say, with many customers filling up the tables especially during the peak hours. It has minimalist decors with hues of brown, white and silver, which is uniquely chic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Browsing on their colorful menu, it’s really quite extensive as they serve more than 100 pancakes from all around the world! You name it and they have it (well, most probably haha). They’ve got &lt;em&gt;blinis&lt;/em&gt; (buckwheat pancakes), &lt;em&gt;blintzes&lt;/em&gt; (traditional Russian pancakes), &lt;em&gt;pannekoek&lt;/em&gt; (Dutch pancakes), &lt;em&gt;gallettes&lt;/em&gt; (round and crusty pancakes - French origin), American and Mexican pancake burgers and so much more. What’s more, most of the items have pictures with matching descriptions. So, if you can’t pronounce something right, all you need to do is just point! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As the selection seems endless, it took us a while before deciding what to order. I finally settled for a pancake meal (see picture) which consists of pancake stacks (with mashed potatoes) + scrambled eggs + smoked salmon. Food presentation was ok. The amount of serving was just alright for an average person. And for the taste, the pancakes tasted like mashed potatoes! Medyo overpowering. Nakakaumay. But I liked the smoked salmon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my friend Kai ordered pancakes with cheesy sausages, ham and hash browns (see the pic again). Hers looked more appealing and delicious! And it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe namali lang ako ng order. But I’ll definitely be back to try those items with fruits and ice cream! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall, it’s a cool place for a lazy weekend brunch. Expect to pay around RM30++ per person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, to those who want to join us on our food hunting trips, just drop me a message or email. Crunchy insects next time, can ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R_o8mt1uGyI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-dXmvspVCso/s1600-h/Paddington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186524556708158242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R_o8mt1uGyI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-dXmvspVCso/s320/Paddington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pancakes galore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/8932216722932654924-2043505869940411990?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/04/paddington-house-of-pancakes-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R_o8mt1uGyI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-dXmvspVCso/s72-c/Paddington.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-868547593035558796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T14:06:28.554+08:00</atom:updated><title>Koryo-Won Korean Restaurant: A Review</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am one of those who got infected by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korean_wave"&gt;Hallyu&lt;/a&gt; phenomenon (Korean wave) which has been sweeping the world since early 2000. Aside from getting hooked on Korean TV dramas (wow jologs hehe), I also grew fond of Korean food. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When my Mom was here in KL last month, I treated her to a sumptuous feast of traditional Korean food in Koryo-Won restaurant located at the 4th floor of Suria KLCC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Koryo-Won serves up a veritable palate of authentic Korean traditional cuisine. Just think classy, dining experience in an intriguing blend of old meets new. Koryo-Won's menu is really one to shout about. From a fine selection of smoked barbeque (see picture) and &lt;em&gt;japchae&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;em&gt;dolsot bibimbap&lt;/em&gt; and plenty more, they are sure to tantalize any taste buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As a starter, we had those several different side dishes which come in very small quantity. Korean food is typically described as "slow food". One must take time and enjoy each dish in order to truly appreciate the meal. And so we did. After which, the BBQ was served next. It was cooked on a hot grill right in front of us! To eat it, just take a small portion of the meat and some of the side dishes (which ever you like) on a bed of lettuce. Then wrap, roll and eat! The meat was so tender and tasty. No wonder it doesn't come cheap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom and I also shared a bowl of &lt;em&gt;bulgogi&lt;/em&gt;, which is slices of marinated, barbequed beef seasoned with soy sauce and sugar; and &lt;em&gt;seolleongtang&lt;/em&gt;, which is ox-bone soup. Both were delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s a fine dining restaurant with skyrocket-high prices. For just the two of us, I paid around RM180++. But with a cozy ambience, mouthwatering dishes and impeccable service, Koryo-Won will surely go a long, long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186522546663463698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R_o6xt1uGxI/AAAAAAAAAvg/a2t_PNP9GZQ/s320/koryo_new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom enjoying the food.&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/8932216722932654924-868547593035558796?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/04/koryo-won-korean-restaurant-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R_o6xt1uGxI/AAAAAAAAAvg/a2t_PNP9GZQ/s72-c/koryo_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-3705821155928969099</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 15:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-14T23:52:44.524+08:00</atom:updated><title>Guitar Duet - Hawak Kamay (by Yeng Constantino)</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A guitar duet with Kai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hglp6OKyv0c&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hglp6OKyv0c&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-3705821155928969099?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/03/guitar-duet-hawak-kamay-by-yeng.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4996864141011178322</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2008 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-14T23:47:39.685+08:00</atom:updated><title>Guitar Solo - Big Girls Don't Cry (by Fergie)</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A few months back, I was thinking of some cool party ideas to do for my birthday party. I actually wanted to do something that has not been seen or done before in any Pinoy parties here in KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And while watching some music videos in Youtube, an idea came up! Why not have a mini-concert right at your own party?! Three of my officemates (Emman, JohnB and Kai) know how to play the guitar and I can play a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's the video of my very first public guitar solo performance. It was a total mess! Ahahayy! =) I forgot some of the lyrics and my voice was &lt;em&gt;paos&lt;/em&gt;. Hindi pang performance level! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just watch and hear it at your own risk! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkSOnIfTdag&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkSOnIfTdag&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-4996864141011178322?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/03/guitar-solo-big-girls-dont-cry-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4923218782274610227</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2008 09:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-13T16:07:03.429+08:00</atom:updated><title>It's The Season of Love</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, so tomorrow is Valentine’s Day - a “forced celebration” of love, passion and romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I ever wonder what do you really think or feel about Valentine’s Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a romantic or just another day for some. But no matter how you feel about this day, I guess you will agree with me that love (so wildly misunderstood) is wonderful and necessary. Right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-4923218782274610227?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-season-of-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-575303860156265837</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 08:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-12T17:39:00.657+08:00</atom:updated><title>How to Make Friendship Cookies</title><description>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's an easy-to-follow recipe on how to make friendship cookies, disaster flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ½ cups of insult, mashed&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup of insensitivity, roughly chopped&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons of egotism, whipped&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons of arrogance&lt;br /&gt;a dash of negativity&lt;br /&gt;a sprinkle of pride, if desired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Preheat oven to 180 degrees Celsius (350 degrees Fahrenheit/Gas 4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all the ingredients in a stone-cold bowl of reality. Mix well. The dough will be very stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape into balls and drop very wide apart on a baking shit ehrr... baking sheet. Bake in VERY HIGH heat at 1000 Degrees Celsius for about 1 hour until dry and burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let cool (you wish) on a wire rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzle melted trust over cooled cookies. Serve with a dollop of coldness and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best served warm with spoiled milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-575303860156265837?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-make-friendship-cookies-bitter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-392785893175584103</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-12T17:44:36.380+08:00</atom:updated><title>Brain Dead</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can’t concentrate at work right now. My mind is flying to nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been sitting here and staring at my computer screen for hours already. I just can’t concentrate on ANYTHING at all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems my brain cells have stopped transmitting electrical impulses all over my body. In other words, I’m in a state of complete brain function loss. Yayy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surviving the inevitable post-holiday doldrums is really difficult (fyi, the Chinese New Year public holidays have just ended). It sucks! Long vacations surely make your nerve cells (or neurons) to become non-responsive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. Really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-392785893175584103?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/02/brain-dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-6166636578316667507</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-05T01:48:05.264+08:00</atom:updated><title>And The Countdown Begins ...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is exactly &lt;strong&gt;31 days&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;22 hours&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;12 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;35 seconds&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;until the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With one silent wish, one breath away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love, greetings and sweet daffodils ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can’t wait.&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/8932216722932654924-6166636578316667507?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-countdown-begins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4035920133620859377</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T14:06:29.056+08:00</atom:updated><title>When Going Through Rough Times …</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When the most unexpected situations arise and life seems to throw you a curve, you can always count on three things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· They always go out of their way to make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;· They listen to what you say.&lt;br /&gt;· They understand and respect you, even when you’re not talking.&lt;br /&gt;· They provide pieces of good advice for free.&lt;br /&gt;· They provide support and encouragement during times of struggle.&lt;br /&gt;· They look at your heart, not just the “packaging”.&lt;br /&gt;· They help you see the truth, even if it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;· They stick with you through the happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;· They provide a shoulder to cry on (and a used handkerchief too when needed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· A beer ALWAYS makes a good company.&lt;br /&gt;· It won’t talk back and disagree with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Beer = Bestfriend. Beer is the new man’s best friend. Dogs are a close second.&lt;br /&gt;· Salvation in a can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· There is power in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;· They open your eyes and extend your horizons.&lt;br /&gt;· They shed light into the darkness of our fears.&lt;br /&gt;· Prayers heal all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m blessed and I’m thankful to have friends who are always ready to share a drink when going through some rough times …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BZvGd21uI/AAAAAAAAArk/CZiwtQmZWJk/s1600-h/beer.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161223838691153634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BZvGd21uI/AAAAAAAAArk/CZiwtQmZWJk/s320/beer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Parang ang saya-saya namin dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BZvmd21wI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ul4rdegDuqU/s1600-h/jess.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BawWd21yI/AAAAAAAAAsE/B5caMD3QQ1I/s1600-h/sun1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161224959677617954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BawWd21yI/AAAAAAAAAsE/B5caMD3QQ1I/s320/sun1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Siyempre pa, may second round kinabukasan. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BbI2d21zI/AAAAAAAAAsM/0y4DsG3Tcmo/s1600-h/jess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161225380584412978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BbI2d21zI/AAAAAAAAAsM/0y4DsG3Tcmo/s320/jess.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naubos na ang mga inumin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/8932216722932654924-4035920133620859377?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-going-through-bad-times.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R6BZvGd21uI/AAAAAAAAArk/CZiwtQmZWJk/s72-c/beer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-2257920840165784116</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-26T12:02:37.673+08:00</atom:updated><title>Follow-Up: Poof!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's the friends you can call up at 4 AM that matter."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="fri"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marlene Dietrich&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-2257920840165784116?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-friends-you-can-call-up-at-4-am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4593651349156695132</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 03:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-26T11:50:49.378+08:00</atom:updated><title>Poof!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s simply gone. Vanished into thin air…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of the word “friend.” It can be used by anyone to excuse the most unfriendly behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. Tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-4593651349156695132?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/poof.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4337532973923212842</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 14:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-24T23:13:41.193+08:00</atom:updated><title>Oh My Tummy!</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ve been a frequent visitor of medical clinics lately. It’s not that I’m suffering from a serious disease. I just decided to get doctors’ advice on an illness which I’ve been suffering from for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve undergone blood test to check for the presence of a particular bacterium called &lt;em&gt;Helicobacter Pylori&lt;/em&gt; and was strictly advised by the doctor not to drink milk nor take any fruits and dairy products for a period of 1 week. At that time, I felt like an object of some scientific experiment as I would be assessed based on outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks, the doctor told me that I’m suffering from a certain gastrointestinal disorder. That explains why I have a hypersensitive stomach all these years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&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/8932216722932654924-4337532973923212842?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-my-tummy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-2118012662617698090</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T14:06:29.756+08:00</atom:updated><title>ITSC Annual Dinner 2008</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The ITSC Annual Dinner, held at the Kuala Lumpur Convention Center last Saturday, was truly a night of glitz and glamour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was wonderful to see my Pinoy officemates all glammed up for the party. The guys, donning a coat and tie, were a sight to behold. They were all so gwapo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ladies, looking totally different, were equally glamourous in their sexy outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The DHL Titans also had a special performance. Although we only had two practices prior to the event, thank God we were able to pull it off. Whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157980764235391682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R5TULUqMYsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/lrXi6V-Mit8/s400/bessies_final.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bessies.&lt;/strong&gt; My closest chums in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157979351191151282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R5TS5EqMYrI/AAAAAAAAAow/PKJ5Oq6llDU/s400/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halo-halo. &lt;/strong&gt;Some pictures with the gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981941056430802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R5TVP0qMYtI/AAAAAAAAApA/1BnDlVsoqb4/s400/boylet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Boylets. &lt;/strong&gt;Need I say more? Hahaha! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157981945351398114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R5TVQEqMYuI/AAAAAAAAApI/l1ZzorWtgLY/s400/Titans_final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DHL TITANS. &lt;/strong&gt;Performing for the nth time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&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/8932216722932654924-2118012662617698090?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/itsc-annual-dinner-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2_hzK9CqWA0/R5TULUqMYsI/AAAAAAAAAo4/lrXi6V-Mit8/s72-c/bessies_final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-3011861171215842442</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 01:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T23:08:50.793+08:00</atom:updated><title>Sky Juice</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I learned a new word during the Sundowner in DHL yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sky Juice&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, sky juice is the Malaysian slang term for water. Just go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you go to a restaurant, you can tell the waiter “Can I have a glass of ice-cold sky juice, please?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-3011861171215842442?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/sky-juice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-2825601791900477368</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-17T10:35:43.237+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fed Express Fever</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.australianopen.com/en_AU/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Australian Open Tennis Championships 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; has officially begun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I’ll be watching and rooting again for Swiss ace Roger Federer to win the Men’s Singles crown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has already surpassed Bjorn Borg and Rod Laver on the career list for most majors won and stands just 2 Grand Slam titles shy from equaling record-holder Pete Sampras (with 14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As early as now (on its 3rd day), I can already smell his sweet victory. Hmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Fed Express! Go idol!!&lt;/span&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/8932216722932654924-2825601791900477368?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/fed-express-fever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-8273095051791553262</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 17:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-16T01:12:50.036+08:00</atom:updated><title>Over and Done</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FPvfrfwlX0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FPvfrfwlX0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-8273095051791553262?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/over-and-done.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-4638435690990850552</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 23:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-15T09:35:26.551+08:00</atom:updated><title>Love is a Battlefield</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quote Of The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"We are young, heartache to heartache we stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No promises, no demands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love is a battlefield."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-4638435690990850552?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-is-battlefield.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-8232742765753662572</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 03:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-14T14:06:16.525+08:00</atom:updated><title>Torned</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking back right from the start&lt;br /&gt;this friendship was never meant to last.&lt;br /&gt;The dagger you have stabbed in my back&lt;br /&gt;caused leaves to wither and the glass to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pitch-black mask you wear,&lt;br /&gt;made of dishonesty which I'm unaware.&lt;br /&gt;Now my feelings have gone forlorn,&lt;br /&gt;just go away now that you're torned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Talenggay/01.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shit happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-8232742765753662572?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/torned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-532318790420512527</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-12T10:10:59.614+08:00</atom:updated><title>When Stress Strikes Double-Time</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The past 2 weeks proved to be extremely challenging for me. With a project deadline to beat during Christmas Eve and a U.A.T., which has been ongoing since 26th Dec, everything got really tough at work and stress seems to have taken its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m super stressed and flipped out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that I’ve grown 15 years older – with more noticeable facial lines; prominent eye bags and dark circles; and a haggard and &lt;em&gt;tuyot &lt;/em&gt;look to boot. But thankfully, I didn’t grow any white hair. Eeeww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An escape from this deliberate influx of negative energies is what I need right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I’ve been thinking about a whole bunch of activities to do - those that can be categorized as having therapeutic effects – to help improve my mood and reduce the level of stress, substantially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPA TREATMENTS.&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn’t recall the last time I was treated like a queen. It has been ages since I visited a spa. Actually, I have this 1-year membership in a spa somewhere in Bukit Bintang triangle, which I rarely use. Since I’m entitled to a 20% discount in all of their spa packages, I might as well take that advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RETAIL THERAPY.&lt;/strong&gt; Before, when I’m having those less than stellar days, I usually go into a retail therapy for that instant perk-me-up. But I soon realized that binge buying has done more stressful than comforting effects on me. Anyway, I’ve promised myself that I would save more and spend my hard-earned money wisely this year. So, I’m crossing out this option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAKING.&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe it’s about time to try and become a domestic goddess like Nigella! And why not? I have a passion for food and I actually love to cook. Baking is also something I haven’t done before. Hmm…I’m beginning to love this sweet idea! Best of luck to my baking adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOGA.&lt;/strong&gt; Siguro nga I need to learn meditation techniques and do some yoga workouts to achieve mind, soul and body wellness (sounds like I’m promoting hehe). One of my Pinoy office buddies is practicing yoga and he seems to be enjoying it. He can even do those super-cool balance poses without exerting much effort. But has he achieved inner peace from doing so? I don’t know. I have yet to ask him. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAINTING.&lt;/strong&gt; I can appreciate works of art (well, that’s what I think) but Arts, per se, doesn’t seem to have a liking on me. I’m basically one of those with 0% artistic skills. I can’t even draw a cat! ‘Nuff said, I’m crossing this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENROL IN A GYM.&lt;/strong&gt; I enrolled in Fitness First (Menara Axis branch) before but I only lasted a mere two months to be exact. If I can find some gym buddies to go with me, I’d probably enrol once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEARN PHOTOGRAPHY.&lt;/strong&gt; Again, this is something meant for the artistic. It’s also an expensive hobby. Slim chance, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEARN A NEW LANGUAGE.&lt;/strong&gt; I’ve always been fascinated by Japanese culture (and anything Japanese!) ever since I was a kid. And I would love to learn Nihongo! &lt;em&gt;Ogenki desu ka? Aishiteru!&lt;/em&gt; Hehe. How’s that for a newbie? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE VOICE LESSONS.&lt;/strong&gt; Wala, naisip ko lang. Asa pa kong gaganda ang boses ko noh?! Hahaha! Okay, crossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAVEL.&lt;/strong&gt; I have done adventure travels alone in foreign lands and I don’t mind doing this again. Nandun kasi yung thrill eh, yun bang unplanned and hahayaan mo lang yung mga paa mo na dalhin ka saan man. =) You might think I'm planning another case of &lt;strong&gt;SS &lt;/strong&gt;(soul searching)? Hahaha, of course not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO HOUSEHOLD CHORES.&lt;/strong&gt; Who ever said doing household chores could be therapeutic and fun? Answer: my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-532318790420512527?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-stress-strikes-double-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-8539380328208252014</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-14T00:30:31.570+08:00</atom:updated><title>No More Complaints</title><description>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought my new year was going to be another dreadful day. As you might have already read in my &lt;a href="http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-diary.html"&gt;previous blog&lt;/a&gt;, my Christmas was filled with vapours of bleakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you a little background, I was supposed to go on a vacation holiday in the Philippines from 28th of December to 9th January. In fact, I’ve already bought my plane tickets as early as September. Even my daily schedule for this trip has also been planned out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all hell broke loose when I received the sad news from my boss that my leave application for the period of January 2 to 9 has not been approved. Holy crap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, I’ve already accepted the fact that the New Year was going to be just another ordinary day for me unless some miracles would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank God I was wrong! The New Year greeted me with a bang. Well, literally, under the cascading streams of brightly colored fireworks exploding across the moonlit sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the company of some Pinoy officemates and friends, it turned out to be pleasant and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t complain any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a video I've created which wraps up all those wonderful moments during New Year’s Eve. Hope you like it. Feel free to comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xw4upKOMp7g&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xw4upKOMp7g&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932216722932654924-8539380328208252014?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-more-complaints.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932216722932654924.post-5112464264278132540</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-02T00:44:27.644+08:00</atom:updated><title>Hello 2008!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing all of you a Happy New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My message may be a day late, short and simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but it comes straight from the heart.&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/8932216722932654924-5112464264278132540?l=talenggay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://talenggay.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Chari San Pablo)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>