tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89804947182249365582024-03-06T10:10:48.071+08:00zharie's havenmy world... my life... my journey... it's all about the musings of zharie's heart and mind!=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-88391469952304830692011-06-06T11:04:00.005+08:002011-06-06T11:56:44.530+08:00Our Body Parts on Love<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As I was surfing through the net, I stumbled upon one funny picture that shows what our body parts have to say about love. The picture that I saw appeared really simple because it only contained words in it. So I thought of making my own version by adding pictures of the different body parts and made it appear a bit more colorful. Oh well, that goes for the OC (obsessive-compulsive) in me, hehehe.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Alrighty, here's what I made. Enjoy reading!<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7l0WxRpqs6-LziplMczndnoaJJa13J94-E71pjXqSO_5q1khQzmxIWJwslLPRtEAJzhyz5LUIJUevzH1KV0giciyS0GXhr8QMFVxqVao8Yv7sk_YII2QLO8FGe8_YcBevODRtuBzomJI/s1600/Organs+on+Love+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7l0WxRpqs6-LziplMczndnoaJJa13J94-E71pjXqSO_5q1khQzmxIWJwslLPRtEAJzhyz5LUIJUevzH1KV0giciyS0GXhr8QMFVxqVao8Yv7sk_YII2QLO8FGe8_YcBevODRtuBzomJI/s400/Organs+on+Love+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614940348393482978" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Funny, right? It may appear like a joke but it actually speaks the truth. ;)</span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-13702104359980734842011-06-03T13:03:00.003+08:002011-06-03T13:43:51.942+08:00Find The Way<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Since it was lunch break, I thought of going through each of my folders in search of something interesting to post in <a href="http://zharieshaven.blogspot.com/">my lovely haven</a>. Luckily, I found one that brought good memories with it. I found a poem that was shared to me by my friend Laling of <a href="http://afactualworld.blogspot.com/">Inside Thoughts</a>. I remember the time when she shared this poem to me. We were both going through some tough situations and then she told me that she has this one particular poem which gave her strength and inspiration. The poem was not written by Shakespeare nor any other famous poets; instead, it was written anonymously. Because of that, Laling had the urge to call it her own, haha, as she feels that it suits her perfectly.<br /><br />I guess you're already wondering what's the content of that poem, right? I won't keep you waiting any longer. So here it goes...<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They say that to err is human, and doubtlessly that's true,</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">but what they forgot to tell you is that mistakes mean growth for you.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Failure never means defeat, and to slip is never a sin;<br />instead, it's a chance to get back up and climb the hill again.<br />Take the setbacks in stride and make failure a time of reflection.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Remember that it takes practice should you hope to gain perfection.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Even if you veer from the path and find yourself astray,</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">if you hold your dream dear, you'll eventually find the way.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And when you look back at the trials you endured in the past,<br />it will be such an incredible feeling, to know that you made it at last.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I believe I need not explain further as the poem already said it all. Ain't it inspiring? What do you think? :)<br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-67649882916785188972011-04-10T01:07:00.004+08:002011-04-10T01:20:35.776+08:00can't sleep<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >For the past days, I couldn't sleep early even if I wanted to. There are just a lot of things bothering me right now. I've given it much thought but it seems like I don't feel peaceful. At this point, I just wanna be some place else... Probably go to the beach and take a long walk along the sea shore. That might clear my head. But I think what I really prefer is to take that walk with my honey. I guess spending time with him is what I really need to feel better... to feel at ease. I just don't know when that will be. :(<br /><br />Anyways, just to make my mood lighter, I thought of consulting Facebook's <span style="font-style: italic;">"God wants You to Know"</span> application, hehehe. And here's what I've got:<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >"On this day of your life, we believe God wants you to know ...<br />that when you come to a wall, you can either climb it,<br />or you can simply walk around until you find a door.<br />Don't make life so hard, - look for the doors!"</span><br /></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />I guess that means I should not be so hard on myself and try not to make things complicated. So I better stop worrying then. Oh, Lord, I pray for wisdom that I may be able to find those doors.<br /></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-39278173613643913622011-03-04T11:40:00.008+08:002011-03-04T12:04:16.981+08:00got no jealous bone<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just to pass the time, I thought of taking a quiz from BlogThings. And so, I took the <a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/">Are You A Jealous Woman</a> quiz. I actually know from the start that I'm not the jealous type. Or if I do get jealous, I don't make a big deal out of it and just shrug the feeling off especially that I know I have no reason to be jealous. But just for fun and just to check if I've changed over the past few months, I took the quiz, hehehe. And here's the result:</span></span><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;" ><br /><strong><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/results/?result=NotJealous">Not a Jealous Bone in Your Body</a></strong><br /></span></td></tr><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/not-jealous.jpg" height="100" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">You're secure, trusting, and giving with friends and lovers</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And while you may have been hurt before, you've bounced back</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You're generally happy with your life - and no one's grass is greener than yours</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">One word of caution: some may see your lack of jealousy as indifference!<br /><br /></span></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/">Are You A Jealous Woman?</a><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So.... It's confirmed! I really don't have any jealous bone in my body, hehehe. But the last sentence hit me because it is true, hehehe. Some people did tell me that my lack of jealousy could mean that I'm indifferent. Oh well, I'm not really indifferent. It's just that I don't get jealous easily; or if I do (like I said earlier), I don't give too much weight into it and just shrug it off especially if I'm confident that I have no reason to be jealous. ^_^ Is that a good thing or a bad thing?</span></span><br /></div></div>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-20019927448216721302011-02-23T17:47:00.014+08:002011-02-23T18:36:26.167+08:00my style is bohemian.. cool!<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm feeling bored with work now even though am down to my last task for the day. So to make me feel a bit energized, I decided to take a few minutes of distraction, hehehe. My distraction involved two things -- food (I sooo love eating, hehe) and answering online quizzes especially from BlogThings. This time around I took the "<a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourstyletypequiz/">What's Your Style Type?</a>" quiz. It only contained a few questions so it didn't take me a long time to answer it. So here's the result...<br /></span></span><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;" ><strong><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourstyletypequiz/results/?result=Bohemian">Your Style is Bohemian</a></strong><br /></span></td></tr><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><center><span style="font-size:85%;"><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourstyletypequiz/bohemian.jpg" height="100" width="100" /></span></center><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When it comes to fashion, anything goes for you... especially if it's whimsical and fun.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You draw your style influences from all over, and you are a pro at mixing and matching.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You believe that fashion rules are meant to be broken. You don't need anyone to tell you what looks good.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You rock your own unique and free spirited style. And many people secretly envy you for it.</span><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourstyletypequiz/">What's Your Style Type?</a></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I kinda liked the result, hehehe. Some of the descriptions suit me well especially the part where it indicated that I'm a pro at mixing and matching. It really is true because I love to mix and match clothes, shoes and accessories. Nice quiz!<br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-49790640680077910822011-02-17T00:19:00.004+08:002011-02-23T18:32:51.318+08:00why, oh, why?<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >I just finished doing my work and was about to hit the sack when a sudden gush of mixed emotions ran through me. It was then followed by different thoughts that I couldn't describe or put into words yet. It's like a feeling of fear and anxiety topped with some feeling of insecurity. Gosh! I hate it when I feel this way. It seems like am losing touch of that inner child in me wherein I still get to be bubbly, happy and optimistic amidst the obstacles that I go through. Oh well, I think most people go through this stage once in a while. What's important is that you still keep yourself sane, right? Hahaha. Anyways, I guess am just stressed out and I need to take a relaxing (or make that, rejuvenating?) break. Despite all these mixed emotions, I still am grateful because I know that God is there to continue guiding me and giving me inspiration. I also have my love-ones (from family to relatives to friends) who I know I could count on. :)<br /></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-55223180514584023512011-02-14T11:02:00.006+08:002011-02-14T12:03:41.095+08:00A Happy Heart on VDay<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Since I already logged in to add Laling's blog -- <a href="http://afactualworld.blogspot.com/">Inside Thoughts</a> -- in my Blogroll, I thought of making a short post to commemorate this special day. Uh-huh, you heard me right or make that you read me right, hehehe. Today is indeed a special day because we're celebrating Valentine's Day. As I write this, I could already feel or sense that love is in the air. It seems that this day gives you that unexplainable feeling of happiness, inspiration or optimism despite the current turmoil that you're going through in your life -- be it in relationships, family-related or work-related concerns. So to all of you (whether you're in a relationship or not), I wish that may your day be filled with so much happiness and love. I believe that this day is not only for lovers. This is also a day that you celebrate with your family, your friends, and even yourself. Yep, that's right! Why? Because today, we're celebrating the meaning or the value of L-O-V-E. And love is not only limited to relationships with your special someone or with your family and friends. It also refers to the love that you give to yourself. Besides, you can't give something that you don't have, right? So love yourself first before loving others. Ain't that a great reason to celebrate? ;;)<br /><br />Anyways, am done saying my piece here, hehehe. Time for me to say goodbye as I need to get back to work already. May all of you have a happy heart today and every single day! Hugz! >:D< >:D< >:D<<br /><br /><br /> </span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-57387054682938746592010-10-30T19:30:00.005+08:002010-10-30T19:35:57.999+08:00am sad... dunno why...<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i feel sooooo sad today but i don't know why... i'm probably missing someone or expecting that someone to do something for me... waaaaahhh... confusing, right? me, too... i'm confused with what i'm feeling right now... i'm just sad... or feeling lonely, perhaps? dunno... hopefully, i'll feel better soon... i guess i just need to close my eyes and take 10 deep breaths for me to feel fine, hehehe... i hope that works... :-<<br /><br /><br /> </span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-72282966528685268782010-10-14T20:53:00.006+08:002011-02-23T18:39:40.989+08:00I am the Laid-Back Doer!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">While I was browsing through my folders, I noticed that I kept a copy of the result from the personality test that I took from <a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/">iPersonic.com</a> last March 2010. If I remember it right, I think it was my friend, <a href="http://nitpicking101.blogspot.com/">The Nitpicker</a>, who gave me the link to the said site. We decided to take the test both out of boredom and out of curiosity, hehehe. We enjoyed taking the test but we had more fun reading our results, hehehe.<br /><br />So, to give you an idea, here's the description of a Laid-Back Doer:<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Laid-back Doers are friendly, happy persons. They enjoy being together with other people. Smart, eloquent, witty and charming, they like to be the centre of attraction. They do not like to be alone. Their zest for life ensures that others feel well in their company and that they quickly get to know people. Laid-back Doers get the best out of every moment - many people of this type have a gift for making their whole life one big party. Boredom is unknown in their presence because they are very good at carrying others away with their enthusiasm, their good mood and their optimism.</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Abstract thinking and profound philosophising about the meaning of life appeal less to Laid-back Doers. They are pragmatic, realistic and live completely in the here and now. At work too, they prefer it when it’s all go and they can act out their purposeful manner to the full. They have no problem handling several tasks at once and they blossom out in crisis situations! A varied field of activity with a lot of social contacts is just the right thing for them. One will also seldom find them inactive in their spare time; due to their open, curious nature, they mostly have many hobbies and interests. They are not afraid of the unknown: as they are flexible and creative, they quickly adjust to new situations and make the best of them. They sometimes come into conflict with strict rules or hierarchies by which they quickly feel constrained and against which they rebel.</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />As friends, Laid-back Doers are generous, helpful persons who attach great importance to harmonious relationships and a good atmosphere. Their sociable manner means that they have a large circle of friends and they love having the house full of many different types of guests. They are happy to give in to their spontaneous moods and fancies in the just one or two important things. This makes them appear somewhat unpredictable to those with a quieter nature. When it really matters, you can rely on them one hundred percent. As partners, they are creative, impetuous and imaginative - as long as their partner knows how to fascinate them. They can hardly stand boredom or routine in a relationship. They do not like conflicts at all; if a relationship becomes too strenuous or involves too much effort, they tend to withdraw from the partnership and start to look for a new partner. However, if one manages to keep their curiosity alive in the long term and surprise them again and again, one has a loyal and loving partner.</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Adjectives which describe your type: extroverted, practical, emotional, spontaneous, enthusiastic, friendly, playful, lively, talkative, nonchalant, tolerant, happy, pleasant, generous, flexible, wily, attractive, relationship-oriented, generous, adventurous, fun-loving, creative, helpful, action-loving, casual, sociable, open, sensitive, touchy, erratic, curious, noncommittal, action-loving.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Hmmmm... If you ask me, I believe most of the characteristics mentioned above are true to me. My friends could attest to that, hehehe. However, if you (my dear friends) have some violent reactions, then feel free to leave your comments, hahaha.<br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-75958809939543350172010-10-12T20:30:00.008+08:002010-10-12T20:55:06.776+08:00don't know where to start<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Wow! I just realized that it's already been 14 months and 6 days (to be exact, hehe) since the last time I wrote in this blog. Because of that realization, I honestly do not know where to start or what to say. A lot of my friends at work, especially Ate Maia of <a href="http://rawscribbles.blogspot.com/">Maia's Scribbles</a>, have been reminding me once in a while to update my blog already but I just didn't feel like writing yet, hehe; or maybe I've just come to accept the fact that whether I update my blog or not, they still know what's going on with my life, hahaha. Now that I feel like updating this blog, I can't put anything into writing because there are sooooo many things that are going through my mind at this time and I don't know which ones to entertain, hahaha. Oh well, I guess I need to park my pen for now, just for now, until I get to sort things out so I could compose my thoughts more clearly... ^_^<br /><br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-30252473087883037382009-08-06T10:39:00.008+08:002009-08-06T13:36:34.181+08:0010 Things I Miss About Him<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's actually been 10 days since that day when we've decided to lead our separate lives, hoping that it was for the best. But, it's just now that everything is sinking in. I have tried to be strong and optimistic for the past days thinking that everything will be fine... That someday our roads will meet again... That our love for each other will not change even if we're away from each other... Maybe I felt that way because we promised to still remain as friends no matter what. However, today, I felt something different. I no longer feel confident nor optimistic about it. Instead, I now experience the fear and pain of losing him. Only God knows what is instored for the two of us. As much as I try to slowly let go and move on, it's just soooo difficult. I may not be ready yet. I don't really know. All I know for now is that I miss him soooo much... That I wanna be with him... I wanna believe that this is just a bad dream and that everything will be back to normal when I wake up. It's just too sad though because I know that this isn't just a dream. It's the reality. So I have to slowly pick up the pieces of my life and try to make it whole again...<br /><br />As I try to do that, I can't help but reminisce about the things I miss about him. Maybe because those are part of the pieces that I have to put together. I really miss everything about him but just decided to enumerate the 10 things that stand out. And, here it goes...<br /><br />I miss those times...<br /><br />10. When he goes to the office after my shift so he could fetch me and bring me home safely.<br /><br />9. When he gives me a single long-stemmed red rose after my shift. It wasn't always but he did it a few times; and, it usually happened during those days when I feel stressed out at work. He never fails to surprise me or brighten up my day.<br /><br />8. When he goes to the office in the morning after his shift just to bring me some food since he knows that I rarely eat breakfast.<br /><br />7. When he visits me at home, we sometimes sit down on the grass under a starry and peaceful sky and just talk like there's no tomorrow, hehe.<br /><br />6. When he sings the song that he dedicated to me.<br /><br />5. When he sacrifices a few minutes (or hours) of his sleep just to chat with me or be with me.<br /><br />4. When he comforts me by hugging me tight everytime I feel down.<br /><br />3. When he pampers me like a baby and treats like a princess depending on the situation, hehe.<br /><br />2. When we go to church together, he sits beside me and just hold my hand as we intently hear mass.<br /><br />1. When he looks me in the eye and tells me how much he loves me with all warmth and sincerity.<br /><br />Hahay... I can only reminisce for now... I don't even know if these things will happen again... Only God knows...<br /><br />*sigh*<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-43178871185141273652009-07-29T09:00:00.002+08:002009-08-06T09:08:03.035+08:00simply difficult<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">What is it? You might ask...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Well...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">When you have to do something even if you don't want to. When you have to be firm with your decision thinking that it would be best for the two of you even if your heart bleeds. When you have to be strong even if you've lost strength to do so. When you have to be whole even if you're still shattered.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">That's just simply difficult.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">:'(</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-78199026619470555522009-06-20T13:25:00.003+08:002009-06-20T13:36:07.500+08:00saturday blues<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It is still a work day for me today. However, I don't feel like working at all! I feel kinda lazy and my mind just drifts to doing something else. Like go for a walk, take a swim, watch a movie, read a book, listen to music, or just curl up on my bed and sleep. Hahay... I just feel like doing anything besides work, hehehe. Oh well, I may just be feeling tired because I've been trying to reach our quota for the past few days. Hopefully, this will pass... Well, this feeling should pass soon or else I won't get any work done today, hehehe.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alright, have to end my rants for now and try to focus on what needs to be done today. Wish me luck, guyz!<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-47403511511790980312009-06-17T11:15:00.002+08:002009-06-20T13:54:06.744+08:00What's Your Gift?<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I decided to take a quick break from work to answer this BlogThings quiz which was given to me by my good friend -- </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://nitpicking101.blogspot.com/">The Nitpicker</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">. The quiz actually tries to identify one of your strengths as a person. So curious as I am, I decided to take the quiz.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And here is the result:</span></span><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"><br /><span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;" ><strong>Your Gift is Sensitivity</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourgiftquiz/sensitivity.jpg" width="100" height="100" /></center><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">You are easily moved, and you have a strong emotional reaction to almost everything.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">Your sensitivity helps you get a lot out of life. You appreciate every moment more.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">It's hard for you to divorce yourself from your feelings. You notice every little thing around you.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: lucida grande;">You're the type of person who finds empathy and compassion easy.</span></span><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourgiftquiz/">What's Your Gift?</a></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I shall say that the result fits me well and my friends could prove this, hehe. ;))<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-69398460945176852712009-06-10T09:02:00.002+08:002009-06-19T09:11:46.508+08:00on personal growth<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A friend of mine sent me this text message months ago and I've been meaning to share it with you by posting it here in </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://zharieshaven.blogspot.com/">my blog</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here it goes...</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The Laws of Lifetime Personal Growth</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Law #1</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Always make your future bigger that your past.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Law #2</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Always make your contribution bigger than your reward.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Law #3</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Always make your performance greater than your applause.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Law #4:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Always make your gratitude greater than your success.</span><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So that's it. I hope you find the message inspiring. ;)</span></span><br /><br /></div></div>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-1421631351577635962009-05-25T00:17:00.003+08:002009-05-25T00:28:36.130+08:00feeling blue<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There are just a lot of things that cross my mind right now (or make that for the past few days). I can't put them into words yet because I don't even know where to begin. All I know is that as of this moment I am feeling sad and lonely. I hope and pray that God will guide me through this... That by tomorrow a smile will light upon my face... That everything will be fine again... That my mind will be put at ease... Hopefully... With God's grace...<br /><br />Oh well, time for me to tuck myself to bed as I still have work tomorrow. Wish me luck that I'll be able to have a good night's rest.<br /><br />Until then!<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-67130044541855934332009-05-11T14:04:00.003+08:002009-05-11T14:11:07.719+08:00the silence of a man and a woman<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">As I checked my Friendster account, I noticed that one of my friends -- Lileth -- edited her shout out. The quote caught my attention because I somehow found truth into it, hehe. So to put an end to your speculations, here is the quote: </span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">"Funny how...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">man's silence</span></span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">can break a woman's heart into a thousand pieces.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">While a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">woman's silence</span></span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">can give a man a thousand moments of confusion."</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">True, isn't it? This may not apply to all but somehow I can relate to this. I even witnessed this happening to some of my friends. When a man suddenly becomes quiet (especially in a middle of an argument) and doesn't talk to us even if we try to fix things, we feel like our heart has been shattered into a million pieces. And when it's the woman's turn to become silent, the man then becomes soooo confused... tries to woo you... and if you won't budge, it's his turn to get angry or irritated. It seems like a cycle, huh? Hehehe. But this case doesn't only happen when you have fights. It also happens during regular occassions or in our every day life. Oh well, I just thought of sharing it. How about you? What do you think?<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-61538760854782946962009-05-05T14:12:00.004+08:002009-05-11T14:46:17.386+08:00just a bit of catching up<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oooohhh... I know... I know... It's been a month since I last updated my site. So sorry about that. I've been caught up with a lot of things lately which includes work and family responsibilities. But to give you a quick update, here's what I've been doing for the past couple of weeks (as far as I can remember, hehehe):<br /></span></span><ul><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">***</span> Earlier parts of April (around the first two weeks), I've been so busy with work because it was crunch time for our team. We had to double our efforts just to ensure that we get our quota before the month ends.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">***</span> Second, my Aunt and Uncle from Australia arrived around the 17th of April to spend their summer vacation here. Prior to their arrival, my family have been so busy cleaning the house, rearranging things and the list goes on and on and on, hehe. You do know that this usually happens in every Filipino household, right? Especially when relatives from other countries or other places come for a visit, hehe.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">***</span> Third, my Ate and her family also arrived from Davao. They arrived around the 24th. Then, they were off to Camiguin on the 25th along with my parents and other relatives since that's where they wanna spend the summer break. Uh-huh, your heard me right. It's only my parents and relatives. I was left here at home, huhu.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">***</span> Fourth, while all of them are enjoying their stay in Camiguin, I was left home alone. I had to stay behind to work, to watch over the house and to do some chores. For almost a week, I felt like a stay-at-home mom. I even remember that my officemate and friend, Ann, welcomed me into the world of "home-maker-hood," hehe. I was actually scheduled to be with my family on the 30th but changed my plans the last minute due to a lot of factors, huhu.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">***</span> Fifth, I spent time with my honey on his special day. We attended mass together with his mom and dad on the 23rd. Then we had a dinner date at a seafood restaurant as my birthday treat for him. But his birthday celebration didn't stop there. We had another one. This time around it was his Kuya's treat for him. We had a lunch date together with his family in a Filipino restaurant. We all had a great time over good food and wonderful conversation.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></li><li><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">*** </span>And lastly, even if I missed out on the Camiguin trip, I still decided to enjoy my leave from work. Yep, I filed for leave so I could be with my family but had to change plans. So sad. And because of that, I decided to take a break from all the stress and have an overnight stay at Basamanggas Resort with my cousin and my honey. It turned out great. We all had fun and we really were able to unwind.</span></span></li></ul><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So that's about it... I wasn't really busy, right? Hahaha. Oh well, all I could say is that I may have missed out on the Camiguin trip but I still had my own share of fun times. However, in the next summer vacay, I should be joining them... Hopefully...<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-45000790799366994992009-04-02T14:43:00.004+08:002009-04-02T15:01:47.434+08:0021 Things Girls Don't Realize<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >I came across this post through Friendster's bulletin board. My friend posted this in her account and since I find it interesting, I thought of sharing it here in my blog. So here it goes:<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >21 Things Girls Don't Realize</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">You HAVE to read all of them and if you don't you're going to come across with problems in your relationship for the next month!</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">1) Guys may be flirting around all day; but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">2) Guys are more emotional than you think. If they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer than you think to let you go and it hurts every second that they try.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">3) Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">4) A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">5) Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what? ... uh ... nevermind..." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">6) If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">7) A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">8) GUYS LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU LOVE THEM!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">9) Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole heck of a lot.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">10) If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">11) If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and he is really thinking about something.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">12) When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">13) When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying: "Please come and listen to me."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">14) If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often; so when it does, you know something's up.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">15) When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.</span></span><br /></div></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" ><br />16) Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.<br /><br />17) A guy would give the world to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.<br /><br />18) No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.<br /><br />19) NOT ALL GUYS ARE RUDE!!! Just because ONE is RUDE doesn't mean he represents ALL of them.<br /><br />20) WHEN A GUY SACRIFICES HIS SLEEP AND HEALTH JUST TO TALK TO YOU, HE REALLY LIKES YOU AND WANTS TO BE WITH YOU AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE.<br /><br />21) Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you. He probably still does. And if he had one wish, it would be you to come back into his life.<br /><br />Everything said in this bulletin is TRUE.<br />-Ladies, if u don't repost this within 1 hr then you will lose the guy of your life.</span><br /><br />I've actually decided to re-post this not because I'm afraid of chain letters, but because I want to share it with you since I've discovered that there's some truth in them. ^_^ How about you? What do you think?<br /><br /></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-44606257097216924012009-03-19T14:31:00.004+08:002009-03-19T14:43:53.547+08:00taking it slow<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For the past couple of weeks, I have been really busy with work because our team needs to reach the monthly quota among other things. It's just today that my tasks are a little bit light so I just took this day slowly, hehe, since tomorrow will be another long day. Sigh.<br /><br />However, I'm feeling excited today. Why? Because there's only about an hour left before I finally log out from work then I'm off to the city with my mamie, nephew and cousin-in-law to unwind... Yipee! I soooo wanted to have this time out and what a better way to spend it than be with my love ones. Right? :D<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-74924310139522833012009-03-16T14:43:00.007+08:002009-03-16T17:15:59.036+08:00Concrete Angel<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">While I was working, my officemate and friend -- Dennis -- gave me a link to a music video. He said that it's a nice song but a sad video. I didn't know what song it was but got intrigued with what he said so I decided to watch it. As I checked the link, I found out that the song was entitled </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Concrete Angel</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> with <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Martina McBride </span>as the singer. But still, I wasn't familiar with the song so I watched the video and listened intently to the lyrics. While doing so, it sent shivers down my spine. I felt like crying but no tears came out of my eyes. It was indeed a nice song yet a sad one, too. I haven't expected that such beautiful song could depict the ugliness of child abuse. I love kids so much that it hurts me to see kids either being physically, emotionally or sexually abused by their loved-ones. :'(<br /><br />The video really touched my soul so I decided to share it with you. Here it goes:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_m-lrDvgg7M&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_m-lrDvgg7M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />And, if you're not familiar with the song, as well, below is the lyrics for your reference:<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >She walks to school with a lunch she packed</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Nobody knows what she's holding back;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >She hides the bruises with the linen and lace;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >oh</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Bearing the burden of a secret storm,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Sometimes she wishes she was never born;</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Through the wind and the rain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Concrete Angel</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Somebody cries in the middle of the night,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >When morning comes it will be too late.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Through the wind and the rain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Concrete Angel</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >A statue stands in a shaded place,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >An angel girl with an upturned face;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Her name is written on a polished rock,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >A broken heart that the world forgot.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Through the wind and the rain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Concrete Angel</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />I hope you liked the song and feel free to share your views about it. ;)<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-58060631255558858732009-03-06T12:30:00.003+08:002009-03-06T12:53:52.994+08:00What Love Is<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I know the topic of this post is a bit late considering that Valentine's Day is already over (about 20 days ago to be exact, hehehe). However, we cannot deny the fact that be it hearts day or not, all of us experience love everyday... one way or another. We feel love from our family, friends, special someone, and even strangers who just show compassion to us. We not only receive love but we also share them to others. So I just thought of making this post and talk about my views on love.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When people are asked how they define L0VE, we get a lot of different answers. That is why we refer to love as being subjective... because our definitions or descriptions are based on our life experiences. Now, if you ask me, I believe that love is more than just the emotions or the attraction that you feel for your partner. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Love is also a Decision</span> -- a decision that will give you strength and inspiration to make the relationship work especially when obstacles come your way. But what's best is that when you make such decision, you have to seek for God's grace and guidance then all else will follow. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Having said that, I'd like to share with you one of my favorite descriptions about love (or shall I say, one of the best definitions I've ever encountered). Here it is:</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >"L0VE is patient, love is kind.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >It is not jealous, (love) is not pompous,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >it is not inflated, it is not rude,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >it does not seek its own interests,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >it is not quick-tempered,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >it does not brood over injury,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >it does not rejoice over wrongdoing</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >but rejoices with the truth.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >It bears all things, believes all things,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >hopes all things, endures all things.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >Love never fails."</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sounds familiar, right? Well, that definition is taken from the Bible specifically from 1st Corinthians chapter 13 verses 3 to 4. I couldn't add anything to it anymore because it speaks for itself already. All I could say is that this verse serves as one of my inspirations in dealing with my relationship right now. Plus, this definition of love doesn't only limit you to the boy-girl and husband-wife relationships. It is universal. It does not only talk about the love between a couple but also the love of a person for his/her family, friends, relatives and others.<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-43606664697491167332009-03-06T11:37:00.003+08:002009-03-06T12:00:32.650+08:00Mah Dahlin Nephew<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On the 1st Sunday of March, three beautiful ladies decided to attend the 3 o'clock (in the afternoon) mass at the Divine Mercy Shrine in El Salvador. I went there along with my cousin-in-law (Reachel) and my first cousin (Ate Grace). Since Reachel joined us, we could not just leave behind my handsome nephew. So where the mother goes, the baby follows, hehe... ;))<br /><br />After we attended the mass, we roamed around the place to bask in its peacefulness and at the same time take pictures. We really don't get tired of taking shots everywhere we go, lol. Of all the shots we got, below is my favorite shot with my nephew -- GM:</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0j4rZaHusG5KLQ1gg4zGeH7Lmka2yy-49sZ_9f7M-VcDEksQ_VGMGt9Rh80nTo7WjKecul6BnJ2fhdpsADjawuEzDqQZ3IRZ_YsUq2DH1ahjgK16sZ0c9mR1DBP4SQIYGLvonjWSv2TE/s1600-h/with+gm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0j4rZaHusG5KLQ1gg4zGeH7Lmka2yy-49sZ_9f7M-VcDEksQ_VGMGt9Rh80nTo7WjKecul6BnJ2fhdpsADjawuEzDqQZ3IRZ_YsUq2DH1ahjgK16sZ0c9mR1DBP4SQIYGLvonjWSv2TE/s200/with+gm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309918898081787474" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Don't we look cute? Maybe we're qualified now to do baby product endorsements, hahaha...<br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-33212483688069868552009-03-04T19:08:00.005+08:002009-03-04T20:07:50.402+08:00When Was The Last Time You...<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >About 3 months ago, I saw this meme in one of the blogs that I was reading. I find it cute so I thought of giving it a try myself. I then answered this meme in my other <a href="http://quoteslane.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-was-last-time-you.html">blog</a>. Now, a few months later, I decided to deal with it again in my <a href="http://zharieshaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/glimpse-of-my-new-baby.html">personal blog</a> to check whether there are changes from the last time I answered it, hehe... So </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">here it goes:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" ></span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">... When was the last time I ...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">cried</span></span> : It was on the last Thursday of February (the 26th to be exact) when my honey told me that he needs some space and give ourselves some time to resolve past issues. This really hurt me a lot that I had to go to the PEA (Parish Eucharistic Adoration) chapel just to find some refuge. But we're very much fine now. Thanks to God. ^_^<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">played a sport</span> : I wasn't really playing, hehe, but I went swimming with my honey around last week of January just to have some form of recreational activity.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">laughed</span> : Just a few hours ago while playing with my ever cute and mischievous one year old nephew, hehe... ;))<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">hugged someone</span> : About a few minutes ago when my nephew blew me a lot of kisses and looked at me with those adoring, innocent eyes.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">kissed someone</span> : Last night. When I bid my honey goodbye after bringing me home safely.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">felt depressed</span> : Last week. I wasn't really depressed. I was just in a state of confusion and reflection.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">felt elated</span> : Yesterday. Because my office mates just finalized our plan of having an out of town trip this coming Saturday. I feel so happy and excited because I badly need a break from work.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">felt overworked</span> : Almost everyday, hahaha. (Nothing has changed, hahaha).<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">faked sick</span> </span>: For the past months? Nope, I didn't do such a thing. Just like I said before, when I tell people that I'm not feeling well, I really am.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">lied</span> : So far, I didn't do any lying. I think, hehe... But there are just some information that I prefer to keep to myself and not elaborate about it when asked.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There you go. I'm finally done. As I try to compare my answers last December, I think the only thing that didn't change was me feeling overworked, hahaha. Oh well, people say that I am a workaholic. So I guess that answer won't be changing in the coming months or forever? I hope not. I'm still trying to teach myself not to be so attached with work and give myself a break. Hopefully, God will guide me through this. :)<br /><br />How about you? Do you feel like answering some of those questions? Feel free to do so and leme know.<br /><br /><br /></span></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8980494718224936558.post-7435435997566898632009-03-04T09:55:00.001+08:002009-03-04T09:57:47.215+08:00I Missed Out on RP's Concert<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">... Too bad. tsk tsk tsk... But I had my reasons, hehe. ;))</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">If I hadn't gone to SM last Saturday (Feb 28), I wouldn't know that "The Big Band Crooner" -- Mr. Richard Poon -- is in town and will be having a concert on that same day at around 7pm. I think it was a fundraising event for two charitable institutions. It was a concert organized by Sen. Migz Zubiri, Gov. Oca Moreno and Dunkin Donuts along with other major sponsors. It's been my wish to see RP sing live because I love the way he sings the ballads and gives out his own rendition of the songs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">However, like I said earlier, I had my reasons for missing out the concert. And what would that be? Aside from the fact that I only knew of it when I got to SM, it was also that same day where I get to spend time with my one and only honey after having some misunderstanding which lasted for more than a week, hehe. I terribly miss him and I soooo wanted to talk to him nah. Kaya my honey comes first before any other celebrity, hehe. Even if I wasn't able to watch RP that night, I still had a great day because my honey and I were able to resolve our problem. And like any other couple, the moment you get to reconcile whatever issues you have, your relationship with each other becomes sweeter and your love for each other grows even more. Charmos!! But well, that's how I felt (or make that we, hehe).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Now, I'm hoping once again that RP will have another concert here. As to when? That I'll have to wait and see, hehe. I just got one wish though... That I'll be able to know his schedule ahead of time so that I could work out my plans and watch it with my honey... :D</span><br /><br /></span>=zhAri3=http://www.blogger.com/profile/13435931360537379958noreply@blogger.com0