<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:34:01.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EGGY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-4781163286725487432</id><published>2009-05-11T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:55:35.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual Dryness</title><content type='html'>I don't really feel comfortable opening myself up on blog but now i feel the urge to write about spiritual dryness. As many people would think, i'm not a holy person nor to be considered as one, not quite but there is a desire in me to live a life that Jesus wants me to. In my own personal opinion, i think we all should desire to live that kind of life. Hard. One word to describe it. And especially when you are experiencing some sort of spiritual dryness. I can attest to this. When your prayers seem to be just up somewhere and you wonder where it has gone. Did God actually hear my prayer? Pretty sure He did. But what has happened to it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from somebody that when you find it hardest to pray the more we have to force ourselves to pray. Oh boy. This is like forcing food into your stomach and it's rejecting it. Only because our body needs it. Our spirit needs prayers to feed on. Our prayers will feed our spirits that it may continue to live a life that is in Christ. And what do we do when even during our dryness we haven't heard any answer from God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience. Patience is a virtue just like the old adage. And seriously, i'm being impatient right now because i feel my prayers have not been answered. But we continue to hang on to that faith and to that promise that if we abide in Him, He abides in us, and all that is being asked in His name shall be given unto us. That's the beauty of the promise of God. And i continue to hold on to that promise because He would never fail us. Though it may take forever to get an answer from God, we should know that God is suffering with us. This is the time that God allows for suffering to dwell in us because He knows that our soul needs it. Only when the vine is pruned that it is able to bear much fruit. And thru this suffering, we are pruned. That is the beauty of it all. So hold on and continue to pray and continue to desire God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-4781163286725487432?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4781163286725487432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=4781163286725487432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4781163286725487432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4781163286725487432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2009/05/spiritual-dryness.html' title='Spiritual Dryness'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-2652768919564228289</id><published>2009-03-12T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:44:41.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Things are not looking good for me.  This is probably one of those lonely weeks.......all things shall pass. God is with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-2652768919564228289?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2652768919564228289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=2652768919564228289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2652768919564228289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2652768919564228289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6668731723589680601</id><published>2009-02-11T10:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:04:27.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cup of Coffee</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying a cup of coffee right now. I am not a big coffee fan and since i can't drink anything that has caffeine in it, i don't really drink coffee. This one is decaf tho. And as i took my first sip, it felt like heaven. The coffee aroma and the flavor just comes out great. Little things that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just about to start work and hoping that this will be a productive one. It won't be too long i will be on vacation....i'm excited on that one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6668731723589680601?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6668731723589680601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6668731723589680601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6668731723589680601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6668731723589680601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2009/02/cup-of-coffee.html' title='A Cup of Coffee'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-7045616191139556034</id><published>2009-02-05T15:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:51:37.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again!</title><content type='html'>Oh wow! It has been really a while since i last blogged. I have been very busy and have been caught in so many things. Where do i begin here, hmmm... Well, 2009 seems to be a very exciting year for me.  I hope and pray that God will be very generous with me this year with blessings and things that are in store for me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there may be things that keep crossing our minds in one way or another, i pray also that this may not cause me to worry too much. It feels as if that as we grow older the burden on our shoulders become heavier and heavier, is it by choice that it becomes heavier or is it fate? Surely, there will always be answers to the questions we have. Someday, when the time has come, we will all understand and say........ahhhhhhh..now i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we will have keep holding on to that faith. Someday! All shall be well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i am looking forward to a much awaited vacation :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-7045616191139556034?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7045616191139556034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=7045616191139556034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7045616191139556034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7045616191139556034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-again.html' title='Back again!'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-8597153803710986929</id><published>2008-08-08T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:34:06.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muni muni...</title><content type='html'>As you grow older, yikes, yes, older, you gain more experience about life. Some are good and some are not so good but whichever the case maybe these experiences make us become better people. Only if we learn to look at the positive side of life we will be able to transform these weaknesses into strengths. Easier said than done, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things i've learned.... in anticipation to my bday hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Respect demands respect. If you would like people to respect you, it must start from you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be sensitive to the feelings of others. Do not be morbid. You're not dead.&lt;br /&gt;3. Words can be destructive. Be careful with the words you say, process it before speaking.&lt;br /&gt;4. Only keep friends that can be of good influence to you. Better to keep 1 good friend than 10 that will destroy you.&lt;br /&gt;5. It is not wrong to show that you care for others. You might be dead tom and you've never done it because you're scared to be judged by others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Always be firm with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;7. Trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;8. If there are more bad memories in a relationship than good ones, give it up. *winks&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not junk the people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;10. Be careful when you are angry....wait till youve calm down and decide on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MORE TO COME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-8597153803710986929?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8597153803710986929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=8597153803710986929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8597153803710986929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8597153803710986929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/08/muni-muni.html' title='Muni muni...'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6744446472297920686</id><published>2008-07-16T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T09:49:03.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A reply to previous post.....</title><content type='html'>And what did i tell you about my previous post? That everything shall pass, and it did. :) God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6744446472297920686?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6744446472297920686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6744446472297920686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6744446472297920686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6744446472297920686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/07/reply-to-previous-post.html' title='A reply to previous post.....'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-3708056857101768947</id><published>2008-07-09T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:00:36.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Have you asked yourself why we always fear of things, of what may happen in the future, of being sick or even of dying? Have you been worrying about so many things in life? Little things that preoccupies your mind or even nonsense issues that just bombards you with unhelpful thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever they may be, God allowed that we fear of things. It is His way of letting us know that we need to get connected. Without this "fear" we would become like sheeps lost from his flock. Yeah. I always wonder why i have to fear of things. It was just today that i realized that had i not feared, i would have been totally different in a sense that i would have totally forgotten that i need to become a good person. Or sometimes when you start to find yourself strayin away, it is always that feeling of fear that brings you back to your Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i'm feelin all spiritual today. I just thought i'd share that lil thought of wisdom that i was blessed with today. I still fear but i know there is an assurance that with patience all shall pass. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-3708056857101768947?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3708056857101768947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=3708056857101768947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3708056857101768947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3708056857101768947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts...'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-1941728101139916641</id><published>2008-06-16T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:03:36.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>................</title><content type='html'>23 years na pala..hmmmmm parang kelan lang....bilis ng taon ma. Bilis ko din tumanda hehe But you make me feel so proud. I want you to know that wherever you are, I LOVE YOU MOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday.......we shall meet again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-1941728101139916641?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1941728101139916641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=1941728101139916641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1941728101139916641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1941728101139916641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='................'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-2071120397464793822</id><published>2008-06-05T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:04:38.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick up lines.......hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Geometry ba ang favoritae subject mo? Kasi kahit anong angle, ang cute mo..."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Alam mo ba, scientist ako? Kasi ikaw ang LAB ko."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Ano ang height mo? paano ka nagkasya sa puso ko?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Ang galing mo siguro sa puzzle. Kasi umaga pa lang binuo mo na araw ko."&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Hindi tayo tao... hindi tayo hayop...BAGAY tayo!"&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Bangin ka ba? Nahuhulog kasi ako sa yo."&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;I'm a bee...can you be my Honey?"&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;May license ka ba? coz you're driving me crazy!"&lt;br&gt; &lt;li&gt;"Pagod ka na ba? kanina ka pa kasi tumatakbo sa isip ko."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-2071120397464793822?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2071120397464793822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=2071120397464793822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2071120397464793822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2071120397464793822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/06/pick-up-lineshahaha.html' title='Pick up lines.......hahaha'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6114312568432173277</id><published>2008-06-02T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:00:12.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to reflect on...</title><content type='html'>Let nothing disturb you, nothing frighten you, all things are passing, God is unchanging. Patience gains all; nothing is lacking to those who have God: GOD ALONE IS SUFFICIENT. (St. Theresa of Avila)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6114312568432173277?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6114312568432173277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6114312568432173277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6114312568432173277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6114312568432173277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-to-reflect-on.html' title='Something to reflect on...'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-3714427524323500147</id><published>2008-05-16T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:45:28.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.Y.L.</title><content type='html'>Truly God has been amazing! Only if we listen and pray hard enough, God will hear the desires of our hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat Lord!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-3714427524323500147?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3714427524323500147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=3714427524323500147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3714427524323500147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3714427524323500147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/05/tyl.html' title='T.Y.L.'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-4002768805037381651</id><published>2008-05-14T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:58:39.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE! HE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;H2&gt;&lt;A title="Permanent Link to Sa Hearing…" href="http://greenpinoy.com/sa-hearing/" rel=bookmark&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0000ff&gt;Sa Hearing…&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;SMALL&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;&lt;!-- by greenpinoy --&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SMALL&gt; &lt;DIV class=entry&gt; &lt;P&gt;Judge: Ano ba talaga nangyari?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Erap: (di nagsasalita)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Judge: Sumagot ka sa tanong.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Erap: Naman eh!!! Kala ko ba hearing lang to??? Bakit may speaking?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;----- AHAHAHAHHAHA! KULET! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; ang pangit ng wink icon LOL&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-4002768805037381651?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4002768805037381651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=4002768805037381651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4002768805037381651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4002768805037381651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-he.html' title='HE! HE!'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6484160077755305914</id><published>2008-04-23T10:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:37:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maiba naman tayo..........</title><content type='html'>Allow me to divert a little from my goodie goodie entries just to give way to some thoughts.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi niya, I'm so f*cked! Eh bakit? I can't even think straight, utang dito utang dun....hmmm..teka, i remember vividly na excited ka dati sa paglipat mo sa bago mong apt that would cost you $2000 a month and you were joking that when end of the month comes, you'd be running around in circles. Ngayon, that's probably not a joke anymore since you are actually "f*cked" as you best describe it. Annoying calls from credit card companies you owe money from. I wish i can help.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the otherhand, you probably didn't really give your finances that much of a thought and didn't plan it well. Well, well, well. Sabi nga nila, "we are the choices we make" and true, we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that story was overheard from someone i know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6484160077755305914?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6484160077755305914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6484160077755305914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6484160077755305914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6484160077755305914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/04/maiba-naman-tayo.html' title='Maiba naman tayo..........'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-1156160084056424832</id><published>2008-02-26T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:03:50.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts.............</title><content type='html'>Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change, the courage to change the things i can, and the wisdom to know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything else seems to not fall into its right place, i always recite this prayer and it helps relieve whatever it is that is buggin' me. It helps me come to a realization that as a human creation of God, i will always fall back to Him for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, nothing is wrong with me. In fact, im very much content as i write this. I just happened to glance at the post it on my monitor that has these words and it dawned on me that when i wrote it i was in one of the lowest point of my life and these words just comforted me during those moments. Yes, i had my lowest point, it just didn't show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we put so much expectation in other people that we get hurt when we fall short of this expectation, for some, they put too much expectation on themselves. What happens? Your hair turns gray, your face starts to wrinkle, your heart palpitates, you get headaches and most likely you'll die of a heart attack. All these emotions contribute to your own deterioration. Learning to accept and to live life as a satisfied man is all we have to do. Take yourself away from whatever that is holding you back. Unless you have relieved yourself of this rope shall you be able to finally be a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every situation is a learning experience. They're blessings. Turn negative situations into positive situations. Once you start living positively you will start to notice how your life will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason why i wrote all about these was because a friend had asked me to. And i hope that this will help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-1156160084056424832?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1156160084056424832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=1156160084056424832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1156160084056424832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1156160084056424832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-some-thought.html' title='Just some thoughts.............'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-4444251715173524477</id><published>2008-01-15T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T14:10:22.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETTING GO TAKES LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go does not mean to stop caring,  &lt;br /&gt;it means I can't do it for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to cut myself off,  &lt;br /&gt;it's the realization I can't control another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to enable,  &lt;br /&gt;but allow learning from natural consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to admit powerlessness,&lt;br /&gt;which means   the outcome is not in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to try to change or blame another,   &lt;br /&gt;it's to make the most of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to care for,  &lt;br /&gt;but to care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to fix,  &lt;br /&gt;but to be supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to judge,  &lt;br /&gt;but to allow another to be a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,  &lt;br /&gt;but to allow others to affect their destinies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to be protective,  &lt;br /&gt;it's to permit another to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to deny,  &lt;br /&gt;but to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,  &lt;br /&gt;but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,  &lt;br /&gt;but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody,  &lt;br /&gt;but to try to become what I dream I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is not to regret the past,  &lt;br /&gt;but to grow and live for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To let go is to fear less and love more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-4444251715173524477?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4444251715173524477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=4444251715173524477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-5229878253708729331?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5229878253708729331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=5229878253708729331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/5229878253708729331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/5229878253708729331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-7572327479169014787</id><published>2007-12-14T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:20:00.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts again...</title><content type='html'>During this time of the year you can't help but remember the people that are closest to your heart. People you haven't seen in a very long time, one of 'em is my mom. I have been quite vocal about how i miss her presence. Until.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, she showed herself in a dream. Not mine but a friend's dream. Hmmm, it is a bit odd for her to do that because she rarely shows herserlf in my dream, only on special occassions. She must have known that for some reason i am in need of that reassurance that she is around and so she decided to show herself in someone else's dream. So what was the dream about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she handed a friend a container of candies of which it was divided into four sections. She told my friend which ones to eat and which ones are to be separated and she had instructed her to give those to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear jerking i should say as it brings me back to a lot of memories. Though it was only 7 years that we were together, those memories are as clear as water. From my crying in the middle of road when she leaves to the happy ones when i get new sets of clothes especially Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..WOW! Getting all mushy here! As we were talking, my friend and i, i asked her to describe what she looked like, her only description was her face was blurry and she was wearing green. Apparently today i am wearing green, don't know if it has connection with the dream whatsover because i don't want to be too superstitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just one of the strangest things that happened to me today. I don't know how to explain but they're good things. Again, they're reassurance of the questions i had in mind...plus some cash came in. WOHOOO! Which makes it a lot better!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful xmas shopping! The mall gets crowded a bit fast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS Y'ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-7572327479169014787?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7572327479169014787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=7572327479169014787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7572327479169014787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7572327479169014787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-some-thoughts-again.html' title='Just some thoughts again...'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6308456378474430740</id><published>2007-11-29T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T09:59:14.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>howdy doo</title><content type='html'>When everything else just seems to be not working right, there is always a reaffirmation that everything shall pass.  Just like friends you have not seen nor spoken to in ages and one day you get a message from them asking how you're doing.  Especially people you didn't consider to be real friends, but then only time could test the real authenticity of such, afterall, the least people we expect to be close with are the people who end up to be lifetime friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. ha! ha! It just made me happy to hear from old pals again. The old days. : o) I'm lookin forward to catch up with  them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your day is well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6308456378474430740?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6308456378474430740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6308456378474430740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6308456378474430740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6308456378474430740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/11/howdy-doo.html' title='howdy doo'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-774571237666519843</id><published>2007-11-21T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:58:49.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2007</title><content type='html'>This Thanksgiving Day, i thought of listing down the things i am most thankful for.  Blessings i have received all throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am most thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My service to the SFC Community. &lt;br /&gt;2.  My good friends that keep me sane. ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;3.  My family.&lt;br /&gt;4.  A life full of excitement and challenges.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Good health. :) -- hope this will continue on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is yours????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-774571237666519843?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/774571237666519843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=774571237666519843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/774571237666519843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/774571237666519843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-2007.html' title='Thanksgiving 2007'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-4132274708811672674</id><published>2007-10-12T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:40:42.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason, A Season or a Lifetime</title><content type='html'>Knowing the way i value great friendships, i could very much relate to this one. I wish that the people i value as great friend/s will be worth a lifetime. Great read.//E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a &lt;strong&gt;SEASON&lt;/strong&gt;, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFETIME&lt;/strong&gt; relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life,whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-4132274708811672674?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/4132274708811672674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=4132274708811672674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4132274708811672674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/4132274708811672674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/10/reason-season-or-lifetime.html' title='A Reason, A Season or a Lifetime'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6401053283515041471</id><published>2007-05-17T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:05:37.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again..</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been quite some time now since i last blogged. Let me tell ya, it has been crazy! Crazy good at least.  All for good! It's just i haven't found the chance to blog and keep you guys up to date of what's goin on.  But you know, it got me thinkin one time if there's really a need to blog. You know, people read and leave comments, but it kept me thinkin what really is the purpose of writing something like this.  I know for some it has become an outlet to let their feelings out of some sort but i don't want to go that point. I guess i just love to write or maybe i jst don't have much to do. ha! ha! Either one of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, i have such great fulfillment in life.  It ain't peaches and cream but in the things that i do, i manage to be happy, which in a perfect world should be the case.  Reality sucks.  You have to work to live, joggle your time between work and personal life, meet humps and bumps along the road and tell you what, that's just how things are. It gives you unwanted headaches. Thinking will just not solve anything. So i've since given it up but this just brain keeps workin and workin.  Goin back.  I see life as a cycle. We are no different to one another.  We evolve in this cycle of live until the tires of life have worn out then it would be time for us to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, i got carried away. But really.  Finding true happiness is not the amount of money you get paid but in doing what  you love most.  I hope i get an increase soon. ha! ha! I would love to get more money though.  Who doesn't!? C'mon now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third quarter of this year will be  my busiest ever.  I will try to come and write as much as i could.  I wish you all best of luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6401053283515041471?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6401053283515041471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6401053283515041471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6401053283515041471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6401053283515041471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-again.html' title='Back again..'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-9042948557277466651</id><published>2007-03-29T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T12:25:57.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RgwKgSaywSI/AAAAAAAAACo/A_GQgq9jYyU/s1600-h/199592105l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047420832191791394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RgwKgSaywSI/AAAAAAAAACo/A_GQgq9jYyU/s320/199592105l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two nieces, Ella &amp;amp; Yanna. Ella just graduated from high school and is getting ready for college. CONGRATS ATE ELLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to put Ella to sleep when she was a little cuddly baby. She was just as chubby as Yanna is. Very cute little baby but very "sungit". She loves "ishcabetti"(spaghetti) and sinigang. It was a pleasure to see her grow into a fine young woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flew by so fast and now i can't believe she is a college student already. In a few years she'd be getting ready to get out in the real world and become one of us. I'm just a proud TITO here. Love you lots ELLA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See i have been quite sick these past few days. But i can't seem to take a day off, i do have lots of sick days left but i'm feeling so guilty to take it. Maybe one of these days...hmm..maybe. I think i'm becoming a better employee now. ha!ha! Plus, it's almost Friday and i can't wait for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now. I'll be back soon! Take care y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-9042948557277466651?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/9042948557277466651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=9042948557277466651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/9042948557277466651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/9042948557277466651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-little-baby.html' title='My Little Baby'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RgwKgSaywSI/AAAAAAAAACo/A_GQgq9jYyU/s72-c/199592105l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-1230435858644493972</id><published>2007-03-22T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:12:02.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i was driving home yesterday, my mind was just filled with thoughts of "what ifs". Thinking what life could have been had i made a different choice. I'm probably working in the hospital right now giving care to the sick or working in my studio doing my film scoring. But then i chose to be unselfish (sorry couldn't tell you why) or rather be where God intended me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after graduating from high school, i was filled with the same thoughts of what ifs. Confusion just completely overwhelmed me and all that i had to do was pray: I asked God to pick the school where He thinks would work for me best. Sure enough, He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts of "what ifs" has lead me to become worried about the decisions i have to make in life. But why do we worry so much about life? Can we not live without worrying and not burden ourselves with thoughts that will only lead to destruction? Yep. We are destroying our mind and body when we worry. It all adds up slowly by slowly without you realizing you have completely destroyed your peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focussing on the greater things in life will eventually give you that peace of mind. But where peace comes from, you have to seek. I guess worrying is synonymous to temptation. When you fall for sin you take yourself away from God. Christ is the only source of peace. And then we start to lose peace....then we worry. Thus our worrying originates from falling to temptation or sinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back, i was supposed to go home and sleep yesterday. God lead me to a different place. I drove to a bookstore and the first religious book i grabbed, God spoke to me all about my "what ifs." I was so relieved. Knowing that there is a greater being overlooking me is just a very nice feeling. Like a comforting mother who takes care of us when we are sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend if you are faced with "what ifs" Why don't you ask God to lead you to a place where he can explain it to you as well? You'll come out a different person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless! Almost weekend!!! WOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-1230435858644493972?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1230435858644493972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=1230435858644493972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1230435858644493972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1230435858644493972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-i-was-driving-home-yesterday-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-2360380949911349419</id><published>2007-03-08T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:46:23.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This made my day :)</title><content type='html'>Let's exercise our face muscles and get some laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical TerminologyACTUAL SENTENCES FOUND IN PATIENT'S MEDICAL CHARTS at PHILIPPINE GENERAL HOSPITAL (PGH):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On the second day the knee was better, and on the third day it disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The patient has been depressed since she began Seeing me in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Discharge status: Alive but without permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The patient refused autopsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The patient has no previous history of suicides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. She is numb from her toes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. While in ER, she was examined, X-rated and sent home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The skin was moist and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Occasional, constant, infrequent headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Patient was alert and unresponsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The patient was to have a bowel resection. However, he took a job as a stockbroker instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Skin: somewhat pale but present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-2360380949911349419?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/2360380949911349419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=2360380949911349419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2360380949911349419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/2360380949911349419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-got-made-my-day.html' title='This made my day :)'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-568018783962327393</id><published>2007-03-07T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:48:43.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is my dad's birthday. Let me give you some trivia about my dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad cooks well. He makes the best seafood kare-kare. Yup seafood, crabs, shrimp, mussells and everything seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My dad used to be a playa. ha! ha! sssssssssssh! That's a deep secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Used to love smoking and drinking and a playa. uh oh! another deep secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. With regards to 2 &amp; 3 above, he has completely changed for the better and has been out of it for more than 20 years. Pretty amazing huh?! and used to be a playa...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He loves coupons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. He stacks up on clothing and shoes. He collects a lot of baseball caps. ( I go to his closet when im broke and needed new clothes, he! he!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Oh here's another thing, he loves CASINOS. He's a wise player though. I remember when my dad used to bring us to Vegas when i was a kid but i couldn't go in the slot machines so he would give me a buffet ticket (steak and chicken wings are my favorite) and money to go play in the arcade. Best thing was, we get the suites with jacuzzi!!!! Really awesome! And they're free!!! OH OH...did i mention..he used to be a playa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Dad must have spent all his money, we don't go there anymore! haha! Or has he mellowed down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He dipped me in mud when i was a baby. Ha! Ha! I'm still disappointed over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He married his first GF, who was never married until they met again after my mom passed away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-568018783962327393?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/568018783962327393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=568018783962327393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/568018783962327393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/568018783962327393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-654677269373974163</id><published>2007-03-02T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:43:28.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates! Updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i last posted an entry. I guess it's time for some more updates on what's goin on in the hood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to a very cold weather, i woke up with a very bad allergy this morning.  Cold temperature always triggers my allergies. I tried not to sneeze because i know that once i start sneezing it won't stop.  Boy was i right!  My nose hurts already from all the tissue rubbing and i had to wait till lunch before i could grab some meds. Finally, it has mellowed down. I haven't sneezed in the past 40 mins. Meds must have started to kick in already. But after taking the a tablet, i was all droopy, the labels says "non-drowsy" but why was i droopy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been fired up with SFC service. Yes. Glad to be back on track and do more for the community.  God must be really happy that we're all doing this for Him. Last week i gave a talk and i'm just thankful for the opportunity to share my insights with other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are talking about service now. It would probably be a good idea to talk about our sincerity and authenticity of our service to God.  It is good to ask ourselves sometimes, "Am i doing service out of love, or Am i doing it to mask my selfish motives?" God sees our hearts and nothing is hidden in His sight.  It is unfair to give half-baked service because God was never unfair with His Love for us. Either you give it all or nothing.  I say nothing because as i said in my talk, when you love God,  you give every bit of you, you have to give it your all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use your community to eye for possible GG as a mere reason to join is a total shame. Be ashamed of yourself but most of all be afraid of HIM who sees your heart and your inner soul.  No one should be judged by their actions but we must all be aware of the consequences of our actions. We belong to the community to inspire, to serve and to evangelize.  Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i look forward to a relaxing weekend. Sorry, i have to cut this short, boss just sent me home early. I gotta bail. Later people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-654677269373974163?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/654677269373974163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=654677269373974163&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/654677269373974163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/654677269373974163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates-updates-its-been-awhile-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-3646993888703998391</id><published>2007-02-07T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:45:13.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More insights..</title><content type='html'>Faith, FAITH, &amp; fAiTh! I never get tired of writing about faith. Ever heard of the cliche, "Faith can move mountains"? Do you really believe that nothing is impossible with God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was a little kid i had a book titled "Nothing Is Impossible With God". I found this book very handy everytime i encounter difficulties in life.  This is not your typical book you read from cover to cover. You only open this book when you are down and need some consolation. You refer to the index such as "money" "fear" "health" every single thing you can possibly think of is in that book.  It's like God talking to you directly and explaining everything to you. At the end of every chapter is a prayer. This is how i've learned to pray. Faith &amp; Prayer are comparable to an  archeologic discovery.  You have to continue to seek and work hard until you find it.  And once you have found it, it's a treasure that no one else can steal from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk for days about faith. About my feelings on faith and prayer. I knew from the beginning that my mom's passing had a significant role in my life, that would be another blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for the gift of faith and the power of prayer. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-3646993888703998391?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3646993888703998391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=3646993888703998391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3646993888703998391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3646993888703998391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/02/more-insights.html' title='More insights..'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-1734247802580582180</id><published>2007-02-06T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T11:47:53.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to think about..</title><content type='html'>It is not right ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To base your judgment of one person's character on the things that are only visible to the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;2. To favor somebody over another.&lt;br /&gt;3. To disrespect people because of the way they look or their status in life.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep without even saying a small prayer.&lt;br /&gt;5. To wake up without even saying a short prayer.&lt;br /&gt;6. To eat without blessing the food.&lt;br /&gt;7. To drive without even saying a short prayer.&lt;br /&gt;8. To focus your goals only in the material things in life.&lt;br /&gt;9. To not learn from your own experiences.&lt;br /&gt;10. To not express your love to the people you really care about.&lt;br /&gt;11. To wait till a person dies before we actually praise that person for the good things he/she has done. Your eulogy will be worthless.&lt;br /&gt;12. To forget your roots and the people that helped you become successful.&lt;br /&gt;13. To be proud of what you are now or what you have, for all things are only borrowed.&lt;br /&gt;14. To not share your talents.&lt;br /&gt;15. To be impatient.&lt;br /&gt;16. To disobey your parents.&lt;br /&gt;17. To disrespect your brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;18. To keep worrying about things in life.&lt;br /&gt;19. To question God's will.&lt;br /&gt;20. To be self centered.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let nothing disturb you, nothing frighten you, all things are passing, God is unchanging. PATIENCE gains all; nothing is lacking to those who have God: GOD ALONE IS SUFFICIENT."&lt;br /&gt;St. Theresa of Avila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-1734247802580582180?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1734247802580582180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=1734247802580582180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1734247802580582180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1734247802580582180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-is-not-right.html' title='Things to think about..'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-1231015572188217355</id><published>2007-01-25T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T19:41:19.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Ever Attempt at Cooking Pancit Canton</title><content type='html'>Not a lot of people know that Pancit Canton is one of my favorite Filipino dishes. Unfortunately though, i grew up eating mostly the instant pancit canton you buy from the grocery. Then just recently i saw this great website that gives you a lot of Filipino recipes but with a twist, more of the Asian fusion type of cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really excited and really wanted to try out the recipes on the website, one of them is my favorite...pancit canton. So on my way home, i dropped by the market to buy all the ingredients i needed. Wow! It turned out really good and yummy! It probably would have cost me less to buy it from the restaurant but the thrill of making it is just fantastic especially when it turns out to be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, i saved some for you...here it is..he! he! of course i have to take a pic..this is my first time to do it! Ha! Ha! My momma must be so proud of me Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/Rbl3tpsX1NI/AAAAAAAAACc/0SZj3H83ZD8/s1600-h/pancit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024178485478282450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/Rbl3tpsX1NI/AAAAAAAAACc/0SZj3H83ZD8/s320/pancit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-1231015572188217355?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/1231015572188217355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=1231015572188217355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1231015572188217355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/1231015572188217355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-ever-attempt-at-cooking-pancit.html' title='My First Ever Attempt at Cooking Pancit Canton'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/Rbl3tpsX1NI/AAAAAAAAACc/0SZj3H83ZD8/s72-c/pancit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-3190700367198557453</id><published>2007-01-25T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:33:27.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You know you have the same name as my father and nephew"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks! Glad to know that as rare as my name seems to be,  there are still people out there who has the same name as me" "Isn't that amazing?" (Me being very happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, that's why i remember your name, it brings back so many good memories about my father" "I'm not sure why they need to call him Eddie, his name is really Edward"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks Edward!" (Ha! Ha! I'm glad to make you very happy but my name is Egbert...not Edward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bag of doritos...$1&lt;br /&gt;A new winter jacket.....$40&lt;br /&gt;Someone calling you a different name and thinking it was your real name........PRICELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always call me Edward. Almost always.  No matter how slow and how clear i pronounce my name, it's still Edward to their ears.  One day i went to Rubios, because i was so tired of being called so many names, i decided to use one that nobody would fail to recognize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's your name sir?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mark"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 5 mins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mark, Mark, your order is ready!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of Rubios very happy! They finally got my name right! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless y'all!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-3190700367198557453?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/3190700367198557453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=3190700367198557453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3190700367198557453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/3190700367198557453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-you-have-same-name-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-5442985246816375543</id><published>2007-01-11T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:08:21.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Myself &amp; My Music</title><content type='html'>As early as 7 years old i had the opportunity to be trained in music. I had my first piano recital at the age of 7 and have learned to love my craft. Since then i have taught myself to play the piano based on observation, determination and willingness to learn. When you are young and is forced to go to music school, it becomes a burden to you, but when you have grown and have polished your talent it then it becomes a gift and most importantly, a part of your life you can't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to realize too that i have become music myself.  The songs i write reflects the many things that we encounter each day, the feelings we have towards other people, praise, worship and even prayer.  I'm glad to bring more colour to the important events of my life by interpreting it through my music.  God has given me a gift that not everybody has, i must be very special in His eyes that i'm priviliged to enjoy this GIFT. If you take music out of my system i would go insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be thinking why i'm writing  about my music.  Well, i just realized that during the times that i am down, my music would always lift my spirits up.  Partly because it is through music that we are able to let all feelings out and give us a sense of comfort.  Notice sometimes when you're so down and you listen to any religious music and you're able to relate to it, that is the voice of God talking to you through His music. What about you? Have you finally figured out how God speaks to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you've got the talent, SHARE! If you ain't got it.....hmm...continue seeking what your other gifts are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em, the song i composed for you, darn........i think i can relate to it now. Arrrg! It was for you not for me! Ha! Ha! Ha! Better write something else next time, something happy. He! He!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-5442985246816375543?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/5442985246816375543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=5442985246816375543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/5442985246816375543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/5442985246816375543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-myself-my-music.html' title='Me, Myself &amp; My Music'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-7175821640791729651</id><published>2007-01-08T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T15:48:34.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Solved</title><content type='html'>Back in my younger years, though i consider myself still young, i had a collection of Hardy Boys. If you're not familiar with the book, it's a series of mystery books. I had a whole slew of those books and started collecting them everytime i go to the States for vacation. I still remember i bought my first book when i was vacationing in Brooklyn and i must have beeen so bored that i spent most of my time finding me good books. Think i was 14 years old back then. Yeah, been awhile. Also bought St. Augustine's book titled: Confessions of St. Augustine. That's when i learned sinners can become saints too. We all have a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was saying, these books made me really interested in mysteries. Today i still find myself watching mysteries and detective shows. I find it really entertaining. The whole sleuthing thing just amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may now say that Mystery Girl is no longer a mystery. Oh and did you see her comments? SHE WANTS ACTION! ACTION BABY! ACTION! God even left me a comment. See how my blog reaches up to heaven. How funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with the wind lately? It's been blowin hard over the past few days and ...ha! ha! It just reminded me of a funny thing that happened to me over the weekend. I was rushing to church last Sunday. I usually walk when i go to church. That day though, the wind was blowing extremely hard. I could feel that my hair has been completely messed up by the wind. And i was right! When i had gone home, i looked in the mirror and i looked horrible! I look like i had just gotten out of bed and headed to church without taking a shower! No wonder people were lookin at me! ha! ha! Solution to this?? Baseball cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all day was bonding with parents. Dad made me a really good lunch. Deep fried shrimp, boiled eggplant, beefsteak and Sinigang. Wow! Just by the smell of shrimp you couldn't resist eating. Yum! Come dinner time, it was another sumptuous meal. Aunt took us out for dinner at Thai BBQ. It was just a day of gluttony. Ha! Ha! I need to confess! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will all have a great week ahead! Take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-7175821640791729651?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/7175821640791729651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=7175821640791729651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7175821640791729651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/7175821640791729651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/mystery-solved.html' title='Mystery Solved'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-6323727658281488374</id><published>2007-01-05T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:20:46.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seach for Mystery Woman and Her Accomplice</title><content type='html'>There is a saying that "Criminals always return to the scene of the crime".  To some degree there is a truth to this. This is what's happening with MYSTERY WOMAN-my-name-has-a-letter-Y-in-it  and to add spice to the continuing search, mystery woman now has an accomplice. The work of a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how Mystery Woman responded to my previous post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;yeah my name has a letter "Y" but it all depends which name people refer to me as..so im still hoping dat u dont have any clue who dis is bcuz if u do, then it would be soo embarrasing..and pls dont refer to me as a "stalker". ive only read ur blog twice and just d main page i read and dat was it..hmm.. ok fine, =) i read more but not everything..&lt;br /&gt;1:04 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;hi its me again, so if u find out who ur "stalker" is, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;1:12 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my surprise this morning, another note was left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robyn Padilla said...&lt;br /&gt;I see you every morning, before you go to work. We are neighbors but you hardly notice me. I will be waiting for you my sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;7:45 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Thanks Robyn Padilla for stalking me too.  But please don't call me sweetheart.  Find yourself some other guy you're gonna watch every morning and spare me from this. Ha! Ha! Ha! Nice try though, all my neighbors are Latinos.  You could be in the wrong neighborhood and spotting a different Egbert, or you might mistake me for someone else. Thanks G! Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystery woman, if you reveal yourself i will welcome you with OPEN ARMS and i'll give you a tight hug and if you're good enough, maybe you'll get a kiss. LOL Kiddin on the kiss part, or maybe not.  Don't get yourself too drunk next time. Ha! Ha! And i won't refer you as a "stalker" anymore only for the reason that you are a friend. In fact, i think this is how you referred to yourself as when you spoke to my informant. Ha! ha! ha! Just trying to be consistent here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well..........it's been helluva busy day for me at work. I will catch u later people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-6323727658281488374?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/6323727658281488374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=6323727658281488374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6323727658281488374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/6323727658281488374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/seach-for-mystery-woman-and-her.html' title='The Seach for Mystery Woman and Her Accomplice'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-8708058293222696378</id><published>2007-01-04T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T10:59:57.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Woman</title><content type='html'>Hey at least i know the person stalking me is a woman! Ha! Ha! Ok so mystery woman replied to my post and her name doesn't have a letter "E" in it. I must have more than one stalker then...YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, so, does your name have a letter "Y"? hahaha C'mon mystery woman, why do you have to make this hard for me? HAHAHAHA!!! It would be really funny if the person replying to this post is really not the same stalker i'm referring to. hahaha! But i'm pretty sure that this stalker and i have a lot of friends in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's question of the day: Egbert, what is your New Year's resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer: SECRET......bwahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of us have things we want to change or things we want to do or achieve for this year. I firmly believe though that for us to get motivated and achieve these goals we must do it in action. Enough for the talking, let's start to move and do some action. Action will only make it to work. My personal experience has taught me that for me to be successful i have to keep my mouth shut and when i have finally become what i want, then i will have the right to be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was sitting on my couch yesterday, i felt some kind of pressure for the goals i've set for myself this year. Contrary to what i really want to do, these goals are putting on so much pressure in me that i started getting nervous about it. It seems as if a year is not enough to reach all the goals i've set. In a blink of an eye it will be another year without you noticing. So to keep it simple, i've at least set one big goal that i wouldn't let go of. This goal will be the basis for many of my decisions i will be making this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help you achieve the goals you have, the key thing is....SIMPLIFY. Goals are meant to make you better people and not to punish you for wanting to have a better life. Though it would be difficult to work on these goals, they have to be REALISTIC. Take baby steps and slowly work your way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother left for the Phils yesterday. I'm home alone. Well, i always have been but the house seems quiet and no brother buggin me. hehe Peace bro! It will be two weeks of silence and peace. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folks, i wish you all the best this year!!!! Mystery woman, you owe me another reply! Holla back at me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the meantime...enjoy some of our pics from New Year's and Mia's b-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZ1LqSnpJSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1qP4hvJAjUM/s1600-h/DSC03771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016248749885302050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="231" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZ1LqSnpJSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1qP4hvJAjUM/s320/DSC03771.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZ1L8CnpJTI/AAAAAAAAAAg/4zMyYG2JHhk/s1600-h/DSC_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZ1MNSnpJUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/YkLHbDMBmRA/s1600-h/DSC_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016249351180723522" style="CURSOR: 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-8708058293222696378?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8708058293222696378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=8708058293222696378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8708058293222696378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8708058293222696378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2007/01/mystery-woman.html' title='Mystery Woman'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZ1LqSnpJSI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1qP4hvJAjUM/s72-c/DSC03771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-8740080004208464811</id><published>2006-12-28T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T09:32:52.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Who</title><content type='html'>I just learned from someone last night that i have "stalker/s" on this blog. Hmmmmm?!  Makes me think why.  I kinda got an idea who it is tho hahahaha!!!  Does your name have a letter "E"? C'mon let's all be friends here, no stalking! hahaha!!! Alright alright, you probably want to know more about me.....hey, i'll be glad to share. Lemme know what you want written on here and i'll surely post it. I do get the idea of stalking someone tho....pretty exciting huh?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint hint hint.......................nah! I know who you are! REVEAL YOURSELF AND IT'LL BE FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-8740080004208464811?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8740080004208464811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=8740080004208464811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8740080004208464811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8740080004208464811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/12/da-who.html' title='Da Who'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-8629010488257683929</id><published>2006-12-27T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T09:22:59.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZK5WCtK__I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B5I_eoiwm4o/s1600-h/Francisco+Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013273123551379442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZK5WCtK__I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B5I_eoiwm4o/s320/Francisco+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your Christmas everyone?!? Mine was pretty good. Lotsa food and parties. That's what i love about x'mas, great food, families and friends get together and gifts. The family reunion is what i love most about x'mas. It is so much fun to have the whole family gathered and just sharing some wacky jokes and even making fun of each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although my entire family celebrates x'mas, i still miss my other family back home. It's customary for every filipino family to celebrate the noche buena. So, i had to make sure i didn't forget to wake up early on the morning of dec 24th despite being so groggy having slept for only 5 hrs. Amazing the phone lines weren't as busy as i was expecting it to be. I got thru pretty easy and of course everyone was lined up to talk to me!!! WOPEE! I got to talk to my nephews and nieces all of them who i miss a lot, my tito &amp;amp; tita olive, ate menchu, ate shelley, kuya resty, and the one i seldom get to talk to...Manang Tinay!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manang Tinay is my yaya. She took care of me until i graduated college. She'd wake up early in the morning just to prepare my breakfast and sometimes my baon. Manang is a rich yaya!!! HA! HA! When i run out of allowance i would ask money from her and she'd give it to me without having second thoughts. I miss her especially when i'm sick. Every time i'm sick Manang would always bring me food in bed. No need to get up, just phone her up and she'll come with a tray ready with everything. She would even cook me my special lugaw. HEHE! No wonder i miss her. When i spoke to her the other day her words were, "Sir Egbert, Merry X'mas!!!" I always tell her not to call me Sir Egbert because i never want to be treated as such. She's more of an older sister to me than someone who works for us. Maybe in my mind, i'm still the young Egbert and i still look up to her as the yaya i have to follow. One day, i would like her to come to the States for vacation and show her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's no surprise that i still miss home. Next x'mas who knows this could be a different story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the-day-after-xmas off so i can rest but yesterday i was sick as a dog and spent the whole day dozing off. The meds i took put me to sleep. It was good though, my body felt tired. And then i woke up to a loud rumbling sound of thunder and lightning. This was around 2:30 in the morning and then i heard on the roof a loud noise as if stones were coming down from heaven. YES! but they weren't stones but hail. It actually hailed twice this year. First thing i was so concerned about was having dents in my car. I was hoping that the ice coming down were not as big as a cube of ice. Thank God it wasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, we are back to work. The freeway is light. The parking spaces are abundant. The people are not around...then why do we have to show up for work?!? THAT'S what you CALL, LIFE!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-8629010488257683929?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/8629010488257683929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=8629010488257683929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8629010488257683929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/8629010488257683929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-recup.html' title='X&apos;mas Recap'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1seM93nnv_M/RZK5WCtK__I/AAAAAAAAAAM/B5I_eoiwm4o/s72-c/Francisco+Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-116651095206905902</id><published>2006-12-18T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:57:33.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ang pag-ibig kong ito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/03cmBEj0ZXI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/03cmBEj0ZXI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;you have to check this out and make sure you read the comments while watchin..this will crack you up big time! This made my night! I'm sleepin!! Night y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see the comments copy and paste the link below to your browser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03cmBEj0ZXI&amp;mode=related&amp;search=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-116651095206905902?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03cmBEj0ZXI&amp;mode=related&amp;search=' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116651095206905902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=116651095206905902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116651095206905902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116651095206905902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/12/ang-pag-ibig-kong-ito-you-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-116650147590149106</id><published>2006-12-18T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:11:15.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Paghahandog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/v45PIRmWLRU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/v45PIRmWLRU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;If a song could perfectly describe how we are to live and offer our lives for God, this arrangement surely sums it all up. It will captivate your heart. One of my favorite songs. Just amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-116650147590149106?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116650147590149106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=116650147590149106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116650147590149106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116650147590149106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/12/paghahandog-if-song-could-perfectly.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-116595035280523949</id><published>2006-12-12T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T11:05:52.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night i suddenly woke up to the scent of an "Ylang Ylang". The minute i opened my eyes i remembered I forgot it was my lola's birthday the other day. I looked at the clock and it was only 1:30 AM. I started feeling goosebumps thinking it must have been my lola visiting me for the first time. I wasn't scared, i looked around to see if i see any ghost but there was none so i went back to sleep. Yikes, i didn't know i have company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUT OUT TO: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Jhoy&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for visiting my blog. As promised i will mention your name on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;GLOD &amp; AT&lt;/strong&gt; - Happy Birthday!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;To all those who prayed for me &lt;/strong&gt;last week, thank you very much! It sure does make a difference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i had to go for another round of tests last week i realized so many things in life. Things you only learn when you go through situation like this. Not too many people though are fortunate enough to have this kind of experience. I was in a phase where i couldn't seem to put the puzzle of my life together, it was just too complicated for me to fix it myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was driving and asking God why i had to go thru this, he reminded me that the other day i prayed for an intervention. As soon as i got this thought, i knew i was goin to be alright. What a wonderful feeling to know that there is a greater power that overlooks us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-116595035280523949?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116595035280523949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=116595035280523949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116595035280523949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116595035280523949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-night-i-suddenly-woke-up-to-scent.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-116249030760600099</id><published>2006-11-02T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:58:28.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nov 1st</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was November 1st. All Saints Day. It's a customary tradition for every Filipino to visit the grave of their loved ones on this day. Since i am thousands of miles away from home, i did not get to visit the grave of my mother, not to say the least my grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went to mass last night it was a totally different kind of feeling. The whole congregration singing out loud and just praising God. I continued observing the people around me and i could just feel the solemnity of the celebration. And i said to myself, Filipinos must have a special place in God's heart for when they gather to pray you could see that religiosity in them. Probably the reason why despite of being poor (as for many Flips) they manage to smile and continue with life. Faith holds them to keep fighting with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't keep myself from being sad as i remember my "Inang Mareng". Last time i saw her i promised that she'll see me again. See, she cries everytime i leave. And i didn't want to cry to because i didn't want to see her cry so i said "Wag kang mag-alala, makikita mo ulit ako" And up to now, it hurts to know that i never got to see her not even her funeral. But then i keep her thoughts so alive in my heart. Inang was the only memory of my Mom. But now that she's gone too i feel that my Mom's memory will soon be forgotten. Thanks to her stories, i have been lucky to know more about my Mom and how she special a person she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your parents are still alive, you're very lucky to have them. Cherish the moments with them. You won't realize their worth until you lose them. Have a blessed week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-116249030760600099?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116249030760600099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=116249030760600099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116249030760600099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116249030760600099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/11/nov-1st.html' title='Nov 1st'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-116110537346021633</id><published>2006-10-17T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:16:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in miracles?</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday i went to my usual swapmeet market to sell. The weather was kinda "yucky" as it was a lil overcast but then from time to time the sun would peek out. Normally before noontime, i already have a sale. This time around it was already 1 pm and i haven't made a sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A korean couple stopped by and bought something for 15 dollars. Great! At least i don't have to go home empty handed. I felt better yet still sad because the space cost $50 dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped for awhile and prayed. Wished that there would be someone who is "rich" and would just buy even a $100 worth of products from me just to make the rent. Looking at the items i was selling, i wished that God would make them glow and that someone would notice it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, i noticed that the market has picked up a bit. More people are walking and looking around. But still have not made a sale. Not long enough, a couple stopped by my booth to look at my items. They were happy to see the products i was selling and asked me if i do wholesale. I said no but i was willing to sell whatever i got. And from there, it all went smoothly. Guy opened up my plastic tubs to see what else i got and bought most of them. The sale i made was more than the 100 dollars i prayed for. God provided for more. I also give credit to my favorite saint, St. Josemaria Escriva, whom i prayed to to ask for help. I always pray to him when i need something since i was a lil kid and we've become great friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that God did this for me to once again reveal himself to me in the form of a miracle. I cannot describe the feeling of having your prayers answered. It's a feeling of being elated because you know that you are not alone in this battle. I was happy to get that 15 dollar sale already and i told God that it was his will i'd be happy to go home with only 15 dollars, just to show my submission to my Lord. But God did not want me to go home with 15 dollars sale, he gave me more. And even after that guy left, i sold more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding" This is what God wanted to teach us. I am such a worrier. I worry about things, about life. It's because to live alone is not easy and i have always put a goal for myself that when i fall short of that goal, i get really disappointed. Yet God has always revealed himself to me in the form of answered prayers. Never has God let anything go wrong in my life. He turns every suffering into happy endings. He is just the greatest person in my life and i am favored and honored to have known Him this well and wish to grow more in his sight. My life may not be perfect but it will always have colorful meaning to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ask me, do i believe in miracles? My answer is, YES! I don't just believe in it but i live it! God lives in us and we just have to find HIM! God bless y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-116110537346021633?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/116110537346021633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=116110537346021633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116110537346021633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/116110537346021633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-believe-in-miracles.html' title='Do you believe in miracles?'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115954888717702905</id><published>2006-09-29T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T09:54:47.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Bigger Than Anything Else</title><content type='html'>Bakit ba ganon? Minsan masaya ka minsan malungkot ka. Di ba pwedeng lagi ka na lang masaya? Di ba pwedeng di na tayo magkaroon ng problema. Minsan sinasabi natin sa sarili natin, "pag naglagpasan ko tong problema na to, ayos na, magiging masaya na ako" pero patuloy pa din ang ikot ng gulong ng ating buhay, sounds like a movie. Totoo, hindi na yata tayo mawawalan ng problema. Ang nakakatakot niyan, habang tumatanda tayo lalong dumarami ang problemang dumadating sa 'ting buhay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times we see ourselves as a failure. A lot of time we are on the edge of giving up. Ang hirap kasi eh. "Di ko na kaya Lord" as i would always say. Bakit kaya ganon? How i wish i'm still a lil child who's only worry is to play. But as a lil child i didn't experience to play. Loosing a parent is one of the most difficult things that had happened to me. But on the brighther side, it made me a very strong person with faith that is deeply rooted. As i was growing up my only dream is to have a family of my own and let my kids enjoy their childhood. Pang pelikula, that's how my life story is. Not far from the drama you see on tv. When everything was provided for it was deep in my heart that i keep longing for something that will fill the hole in my heart. Yung pagmamahal ng isang nanay. To this point, the more i get older the more i miss her. Maybe our being together was too short and maybe the challenges in my life would have been easier had mom been here to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the greatest thing that happened to me is this faith i have. God just told me last night that no matter what happens, my faith will still be bigger than my problems. Just a great consolation. That's how the Lord consoles us in our sufferings. He wishes to join us to let us feel how important we are in His eyes. Little as we feel we are, we are big in His eyes. He embraces us in our times of joy but he embraces us more during our time of sufferings. And thru this suffering will we find the true joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless our hearts as we continue to move on in our lives -- we will never be forgotten. Happy weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115954888717702905?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115954888717702905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115954888717702905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115954888717702905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115954888717702905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/09/faith-bigger-than-anything-else.html' title='Faith Bigger Than Anything Else'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115825392497477281</id><published>2006-09-14T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:13:40.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapes</title><content type='html'>Since Kassandra aka Kass aka babes is in the shop to get fixed i got myself a rental car for the meantime. The rental car did not have any cd player in it, all it has is a tape player. I never realized they still sell cars with tape players. ha! ha! But anyway, today i decided to dig into my old tapes and bring them with me. I'm not used to driving without listening to my music genre so i decided to play them in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tapes are like 10 years old and as i was playing it i would guess what song would be next. To my amazement i could still remember the songs in the tapes and i was just really surprised. Imagine they're more than 10 years old and maybe the last time i listened to them was a few years ago, how can i still remember? Then it dawned on me that i grew up listening to these tapes every single day. Tapes that made me feel good everytime i listen to them. It brings back so many memories. They made me smile and just reminded me how much i've really grown. I'm tellin ya, these tapes were major contributors to who i am now. ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal in life now is to live a simple life. Right now, i don't desire any more material things. I only desire that i live my life to the fullest and be happy about it. Maybe i was really never the person who wants to be rich and famous. Life is so complicated when you're rich. I only want enough. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115825392497477281?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115825392497477281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115825392497477281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115825392497477281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115825392497477281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/09/tapes.html' title='Tapes'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115816903410670802</id><published>2006-09-13T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T10:41:20.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Struggle</title><content type='html'>I often ask myself why i have to struggle with life and face battles that are out of my control. In my yearning to have a struggle-free life, i always find myself in humps and bumps. I have lived for only 28 years but it seems as if i have lived more than a 100 years already. Looking back i see myself going through a lot. In as young as 7 years old i have already suffered a major loss and that is my mom's passing. In those years God has molded me to become a stronger person. Each year would come and i'd be a different and better person. Yet it seems sometimes i don't feel that i have become or achieved a lot for myself. Maybe my goals are different, maybe my priorities are different. Or maybe i have set too much standard for myself. Either way i have become a different person in my own sense. I have known myself too well that i am not easily affected by what other people will have to say about me. God has directed me to this path and i'm willing to stand for it. The cross that this path bears is not light but i try to wrap my arms around it and embrace it in as much as i could only to show my God that i am willing. They say that to love God is not easy. One has to come out of his comfort zone and willing to to climb up the hill and go against the grain. This where i am now. I am goin up the hill and going against the grain. The path is hard. If i don't find happiness in this world maybe there is something in store for me beyond this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote a nice reflection from St. Josemaria's writing in his book, The Forge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;141  As, sooner or later, you are surely bound to stumble upon the evidence of your own personal wretchedness, I wish to forewarn you about some of the temptations which the devil will suggest to you and which you should reject straight away. These include the thought that God has forgotten about you, that your call to the apostolate is in vain, and that the weight of sorrow and of the sins of the world are greater than your strength as an apostle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this is true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day everyone and God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115816903410670802?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115816903410670802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115816903410670802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115816903410670802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115816903410670802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/09/struggle.html' title='The Struggle'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115802969916173299</id><published>2006-09-11T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:54:59.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after the thrilling ride..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40725610@N00/237355988/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/92/237355988_752ab91342_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/40725610@N00/237355988/"&gt;after the thrilling ride..&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/40725610@N00/"&gt;efrancisco99&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115802969916173299?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115802969916173299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115802969916173299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115802969916173299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115802969916173299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/09/after-thrilling-ride.html' title='after the thrilling ride..'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115696613252800055</id><published>2006-08-30T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T12:28:52.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Birthday recap</title><content type='html'>This is a post birthday review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Dad forgot about my birthday. The least person i expect to forget my birthday is my Dad,unfortunately, he did. Two days later he called and left me a message, confused and realizing he forgot my birthday. Apology accepted. Would have felt really bad had he not called afterall, i'm his youngest. ha! ha! drama of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I had a really wacky-fun-filled birthday celebration in Vegas with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There were 4 of us who went but it felt like there were 20 of us there. Three of the people i was with Nino, Noel &amp; Therese had charged themselves with enough energy to last them the whole weekend. I couldn't keep up, thus the age! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. These same people came knocking at my door at exactly 12 midnight on the eve of my birthday holding a cup cake with candles as they sing "happy birthday". It was really nice of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They decided to sleep over at my house Friday night and ended up not sleeping at all. I couldn't sleep because we were sleeping horizontally on the bed with our feet dangling from the edge. ha! ha! Just crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Thought i'd be able to sleep in the car on our way there, yeah! SURE! These three were just chattin the whole time and just havin fun. Wha'd i have to do? Stay awake and just chat with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Went to the outlets and went swimming to relax a lil bit. I won five dollars. WOHOOO! I treated Noel for a 2.75 dollar glass of coke. That's just soo expensive. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Then we started sweeping each and every hotel in the strip as we gambled and drink. Well, more of drinking i guess since that was really our purpose. Cocktail drinks in every hotel. Yeah, baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My legs started to hurt really bad from walking. Again, it's the result of age. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Finally, went back to the hotel, but wait...FOR MORE DRINKS! No, don't get me wrong, i didn't drink much....those three had a really great gulping night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Went to church on Sunday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ate at my favorite Bahama Breeze restaurant which we discovered in Florida only to find out they have one in Vegas. What a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Then rode the TOTALLY INSANE ride at stratosphere. You hang on top of the building and the ride just starts to spin and spin until it's spinning fast and you're tilted down so you can see the ground. It was a crazy ride. Glad to be back alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Got back home on Sunday. The gang still had enough energy for a 6 hour travel. They were awake the whole time. For goodness sake, i need some sleep!!!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much is the birthday recap! Happy Birthday to me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115696613252800055?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115696613252800055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115696613252800055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115696613252800055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115696613252800055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/post-birthday-recap.html' title='Post Birthday recap'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115576221099257308</id><published>2006-08-16T13:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:03:51.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog but i can't keep of something to say or write. hmmm!!!!! I'm rackin my brain now. Anything goes i guess... Why don't i write about the first thing that comes into my mind..you ready??? I'm ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASTA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Yumm i think i can live eating just pasta all my life. It's my favorite. I go to Ralphs every now and then just to get me all sorts of pasta for lunch. And they make good pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Pretty much have been a big part of my life. I owe my life to God and now is payback time. Time to do service and recruit more girls err i mean...friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--My speakers from my office got busted and i needed to get some new-but-not-new speakers from a co worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If i can live with just pasta alone, i can't live without my piano either. My music plays a big part of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hmmmm...interesting. We've got some really interesting issues going on and a lot of it are just goin over my head right now. Just not feelin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ooooops i did pasta already. Man i can't resist this food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This i have not done in very long time. I need to get me some brand new set of clothes for fall. But then i don't have room anymore for new clothes! BUMMER! Not even a new shirt would fit in that tiny closet i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I had had a very good weekend just partying and hanging out. I am so gonna miss this life when i get hitched not that i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I've got a bunch of crazy friends unfortunately trying to scrutinize every nook and cranny of my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i need to go back to work. I'm off to a meeting now..bummer i wish i could have written a bit more. Not too bad for a guy who didn't know what to write in the beginning. Aight...later peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115576221099257308?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115576221099257308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115576221099257308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115576221099257308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115576221099257308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-to-blog-but-i-cant-keep-of_16.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115576210702346246</id><published>2006-08-16T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T15:14:52.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to blog but i can't think of something to say or write. hmmm!!!!! I'm rackin my brain now. Anything goes i guess... Why don't i write about the first thing that comes into my mind..you ready??? I'm ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASTA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Yumm i think i can live eating just pasta all my life. It's my favorite. I go to Ralphs every now and then just to get me all sorts of pasta for lunch. And they make good pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Pretty much have been a big part of my life. I owe my life to God and now is payback time. Time to do service and recruit more girls err i mean...friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--My speakers from my office got busted and i needed to get some new-but-not-new speakers from a co worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If i can live with just pasta alone, i can't live without my piano either. My music plays a big part of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hmmmm...interesting. We've got some really interesting issues going on and a lot of it are just goin over my head right now. Just not feelin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASTA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Ooooops i did pasta already. Man i can't resist this food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This i have not done in very long time. I need to get me some brand new set of clothes for fall. But then i don't have room anymore for new clothes! BUMMER! Not even a new shirt would fit in that tiny closet i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I had had a very good weekend just partying and hanging out. I am so gonna miss this life when i get hitched not that i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I've got a bunch of crazy friends unfortunately trying to scrutinize every nook and cranny of my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i need to go back to work. I'm off to a meeting now..bummer i wish i could have written a bit more. Not too bad for a guy who didn't know what to write in the beginning. Aight...later peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115576210702346246?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115576210702346246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115576210702346246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115576210702346246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115576210702346246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-to-blog-but-i-cant-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115453638023455925</id><published>2006-08-02T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T09:33:00.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh........</title><content type='html'>My only wish for today is to make this day end quickly! Urrrrrrrrrrrrg! I didn't wake up on the right side of the bed. Totally, totally draggin and boring. I have yet to find something to keep me busy all day. I hate this feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck today.....peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115453638023455925?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115453638023455925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115453638023455925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115453638023455925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115453638023455925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/08/sigh.html' title='Sigh........'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115315862153706864</id><published>2006-07-17T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T10:50:21.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>If only i give my full TRUST in the Lord then i need not worry. I guess it is already a given fact of life that we will always find ourselves in rough roads. I always find myself dreading of what may come but you know what, God has always proven me wrong. He never left me. God was never judgmental in his actions. He is very compassionate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.......enough for the serious stuff. I just wanted that one out. I felt so guilty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Monday, Monday!!! Dragged myself to work again. My weekend was very mellow. Did not leave the house at all. I call that a LAZY weekend afterall, it was friggin' hot. I was hot! YEAH, HOT! That's me. I was laughing at myself yesterday when i was trying to fix the couch because i was sweating! I seldom sweat. That's because i don't have enough fat to burn! hahaha! That only goes to show how hot it was! Oh and that couch......it's NOEL who broke it! Was cursing at him the whole time i was fixing it. Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get going. I need to work my ass off to bring in some biz. Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115315862153706864?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115315862153706864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115315862153706864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115315862153706864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115315862153706864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/07/worry-me.html' title='Worry &amp; Me'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115169256134217605</id><published>2006-06-30T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:36:01.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism of the Holy Spirit</title><content type='html'>Tonight will be Holy Fam CLP's baptism of the Holy Spirit. It may seem so easy but really it's not. Given this task to pray over your participants is more than just the task itself but comes the responsibility and commitment that comes with it. I only pray that i will be able to live up to this commitment. This baptism of the Holy Spirit binds us to a closer and deeper relationship with God. But am i really worthy to do this task? Probably not. But who else is worthy? Our sinfulness have drawn us away from God and that's why there was the DYING of Christ on the cross. This brings us to a different grace. This brings us to salvation. This invites us to become WORTHY to accept Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only pray that tonight will be a really meaningful one then i will be very happy. As for now, keep us in your thoughts and prayers. May God be praised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115169256134217605?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115169256134217605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115169256134217605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115169256134217605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115169256134217605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/baptism-of-holy-spirit.html' title='Baptism of the Holy Spirit'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115151309293631434</id><published>2006-06-28T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:44:52.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from an email today, it's pretty funny...but true! Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Guys' Rules­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­ &lt;/strong&gt;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Finally , the guys' side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;( I must admit, it's pretty good.) &lt;br /&gt;We always hear " the rules "&lt;br /&gt;From the female side.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side. &lt;br /&gt;These are our rules!&lt;br /&gt;Please note.. these are all numbered "1" &lt;br /&gt;ON PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1.   Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.&lt;br /&gt;We need it up, you need it down.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports It's like the full moon &lt;br /&gt;or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on this one: &lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.&lt;br /&gt; See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the   other one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something&lt;br /&gt;Or tell us how you want it done. &lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. &lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine... Really . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation,&lt;br /&gt;or golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape.  Round IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115151309293631434?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115151309293631434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115151309293631434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115151309293631434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115151309293631434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-this-from-email-today-its-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-115039815677168018</id><published>2006-06-15T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T12:03:55.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Wow....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/sy-A-wyzj7c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/sy-A-wyzj7c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;If there is ever a person who has the biggest crush on Lea Salonga, that would be ME! I have been watchin this video since last night and couldn't get enough of it. She's just amazing. Makes me wanna take her away from her husband! HAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-115039815677168018?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/115039815677168018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=115039815677168018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115039815677168018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/115039815677168018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114987391947440094</id><published>2006-06-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T10:25:19.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nais ko...</title><content type='html'>Matagal ko ng iniisip na magsulat ng tagalog sa &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; na ito. Naiisip ko kasi ang mga kaibigan kong nais magbasa ng aking blog ngunit hindi makaintindi ng tagalog. Ngayon talagang hindi nila maiintindahan ang isusulat ko! Pasensya na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawin ko kayang taglish para kahit papaano ay meron silang ideya kung ano ang mga kalokohang pinagsusulat ko. Ok, sige magtaglish tayo mga kapatid. ha! ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Wala naman akong maisip na maisulat. Para kasing gusto ko magsulat pero wala naman akong masabi. Pero siguro i will try...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun!Pinadala na sa akin ng friend ko yung poem na ginawa niya. Pangarap daw niya kasi na one day maging kanta yung mga kino-compose niyang mga poems. Sabi ko gagawin kong kanta para sa kanya ang mga tulang ginawa niya. Naiisip ko na kung paano ko tutugtugin sa piano ang kanta na yun. Ha! ha! Excited! Bukas lalatagan natin ng titik ang mga tula! Lalim no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas din manonood kami ng "Les Miserables". Sayang libre ang ticket kaya habang may nagbibigay ng libreng ticket, samantalahin natin. Mas maganda sana kung nandun ang Ex kong si Lea. Wag ka ng kokontra. Di niya nga alam naging kami pala! ha!ha! Saya nito. Pero nakakasiguro ako, hindi ako ang tatay ng anak niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang. Siguro the whole weekend i'll just take it easy. Parang itlog, overeasy. Ngek! Corny! Pero you'll never know, kapag sinipag ako maglakwatsa hindi niyo ko mahahanap. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later mga tao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114987391947440094?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114987391947440094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114987391947440094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114987391947440094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114987391947440094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/nais-ko.html' title='Nais ko...'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114926928755221626</id><published>2006-06-02T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T12:52:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo! Yo!</title><content type='html'>When things don't seem right, God will find a way to straighten things up. That is just how compassionate and loving he is. I can't complain for all the blessings he continues to shower on me. Afterall, he knows what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that everytime i blog. There's always a hint of sadness in the essays i write. ha!ha! That only goes to show that life isn't all peaches and cream. I'm enjoying my life but can't help to meet humps and bumps along the way. It's part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had i not been equipped with the right upbringing, i couldn't imagine where i would be right now. Got a little message from that fortune cookie i've stashed for God knows how long, it says, "You shall attain wisdom for each passing year." I believe this is true. Just simply overcoming each obstacles we face in life brings us to a higher level of understanding of life and we gain wisdom from it. It makes us stronger persons and better people. I see every problem in life as a gift. Would have been better if Adam and Eve hadn't eaten of that forbidden fruit...hmmm..no wonder i love apples! haha! But kidding aside, the problems in life make us appreciate life better and let us realize how sweet it can be. That is the blessing that we ought to embrace. We must love our cross the way the Lord embraced His. It is only by embracing this cross that we will get to understand that we are journeying this road with Him. Pain came first before resurrection. Hence, before we experience heaven we must endure the pain that comes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow, i got a little carried away there. Man, it is once again FRIDAY! It just dawned on me that probably the reason why i'm happy is because it's friday! WOHOO! I'd be "chillin' like a villain" this weekend. Just takin it easy. I mean to take some rest from a very exhausting week but GOOD week. I wish you all a happy weekend!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114926928755221626?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114926928755221626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114926928755221626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114926928755221626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114926928755221626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/06/yo-yo_02.html' title='Yo! Yo!'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114900750565972897</id><published>2006-05-30T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T09:52:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When things just don't seem right....</title><content type='html'>If there is anything that matters to me most, that would be my family. But it would be kind of hard to live with two sets of families with two different cultures. One totally extreme of the other. Having 4 brothers and no sisters would be another side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just lucky that God always gives me options. He always provides for a fallback. But i seem to always choose the path that is not too easy. I always like to be challenged. In this way, i have come to know more to deal with life. To this point in time i am still learning. I still complain and still fret over things. Many times  i feel the unworthiness of the blessings i have been given only because i feel i haven't put my complete trust in Him yet. But He continues to open my eyes and never fails to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This maybe one of those days where you just want to be alone and rethink your life. And i continue to think and think up to now whether or not i have made the right decision. Maybe i did. But in one way or another i feel very proud of myself for having done this but on the other side it saddens me that i have failed to put myself in the plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see myself in a battlefield right now. Armed with nothing but faith. Struggling to fight. So far, i've won some. It just scares me that there will be more battles to come. I am dreading right now. I just hope that i will have enough energy to fight once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114900750565972897?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114900750565972897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114900750565972897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114900750565972897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114900750565972897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-things-just-dont-seem-right.html' title='When things just don&apos;t seem right....'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114833152828567415</id><published>2006-05-22T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T13:58:48.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Insight</title><content type='html'>Quoted from today's Gospel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have told you this so that you may not fall away.&lt;br /&gt;They will expel you from the synagogues;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, &lt;strong&gt;the hour is coming when everyone who kills you&lt;br /&gt;will think he is offering worship to God.&lt;br /&gt;They will do this because they have not known either the Father or me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told you this so that when their hour comes&lt;br /&gt;you may remember that I told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to read this line 3 times this morning. I had this one question in my head. Could Jesus be referring to the the terrorists who kill for the sake of Allah? That just gave me chills. That could have been what Jesus was referring to or maybe there is something else to come that we do not know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, i don't always read the bible. Today i felt the need to do so. I was feeling weak and needed some spiritual nourishment so i decided that i go online and read today's gospel. Usually there is a personal message hidden for me in the gospel, the reason why i go and read.  And sure enough, i  was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought i'd share. Cheers to y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114833152828567415?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114833152828567415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114833152828567415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114833152828567415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114833152828567415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-insight.html' title='Monday Insight'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114805736154130153</id><published>2006-05-19T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:52:56.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I hope everybody's having a blast. Memorial weekend is almost here and i'm sure most of us are anticipating 3 days of rest and vacation. Can't wait for the annual Huntington beach party hahaha This year's theme is: HB2: The Revenge of Joel. If you were there last year, you sure know what i'm talkin about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to my previous entries, i'm feeling ecstatic at the moment. Oh wow, that's something new! Fridays really make me happy. I can't explain. I guess when you say "Fridays really make me happy" that is more of a rhetoric statement. But it is really. Don't you agree? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday though was different. It was my turn to give the talk in the ongoing CLP. To show you how nervous i was, i only had to go to the bathroom THRICE before i went in front of all these people. I wasn't nervous about being in front of them, i was more nervous of the fact that i may not be able to give justice to what i was going to say or impart to them. When it was time to go there, the HS took care of everything for me. Everything was just flowing smoothly. What a sigh of relief after i finished my talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel unworthy sometimes of doing something you were tasked to do? I do. Sometimes i ask myself this question, "Why me?!" There are other people that are more qualified to do this. "But why me?!" If you pray hard enough, you will have the answer to that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Shelley stayed with me for 3 days last week and i took her around. It was a lot of fun but was exhausting at the same time. I was tired to the bones. Her non stop shopping trips put me to the real test! hahaha I need to find a future wife who doesn't love shopping but i guess all girls do. Darn! Well, i just have to work hard enough so i can give my future wife the money to go to the mall and i can stay home! hahaha  Don't get me wrong, i love to shop too but i only go to the mall when i know what i want to buy. I can't stroll around and do window shop. No! No! I'd go crazy. But for love, i will do it. hahaha We have yet to find if i can fulfill this promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be more fun than blogging at work? Perfect way to warm up the mind and put yourself in the mood for work. Well folks, i need to get goin. Will keep ya posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114805736154130153?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114805736154130153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114805736154130153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114805736154130153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114805736154130153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114607588179938551</id><published>2006-04-26T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:18:16.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a lil sharing....</title><content type='html'>I usually ask myself why it is so hard to find the things that we really want  in life. I find myself sometimes contemplating on my experiences and how it affects the decisions i make. None of them i regret though, but i haven't really given myself the chance to do what i want. I guess i'll never get to do what i want. I will always sacrifice myself for the good of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't perfect. But at least there are things that are clear in my mind. Like my service to God, my love for my family and dedication to my community. That's my totality. Plain and simple. I have yet to find what's in store for me as far as family life goes. Hope it comes soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i need a really good vacation. In a few weeks time,my cousin Shelley will be coming to LA and spend some time with me. Hope this will be a fun time with her. I just need some time away from the normal things i do everyday. It gets old sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Shelley is one of the few people i idolize. I've drawn a lot of inspiration from her and motivation of course. What i've become now has a lot to do with how i was raised. The pinching in the ear when i was in second grade did have an effect on me. No, it's not a bad effect. Just one of the few things that has taught me to be more responsible in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my constant whining, i still find myself in a very convenient life. I took myself out of a very comfortable lifestyle for my family's sake but God's has been good to me, giving me a different level of comfort and convenience. I treasure the family i grew up with and my biological family as well. These two, though different, had offered me the best of both worlds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for the drama. The story of my life that i keep repeating over and over again and i guess, as long as i live, this story will be heard many times. I desire that people will draw inspiration from my own struggles. There is a different kind of light in these challenges i have had and if no one will tell its story, it is as if you've thrown a valuable piece to the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to y'all! GB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114607588179938551?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114607588179938551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114607588179938551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114607588179938551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114607588179938551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-lil-sharing.html' title='Just a lil sharing....'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114373918014226712</id><published>2006-03-30T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T09:19:55.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggling For So Many Years</title><content type='html'>You don't feel like doing anything and there is nothing you look forward to. It is like a dark cloud. Showers of sadness fell, and you experienced a strong sensation of being hemmed in. And, to crown it all, a despondency set in, which grew out of a more or less objective fact: you have been struggling for so many years ... , and you are still so far behind, so far. All this is necessary, and God has things in hand. In order to attain gaudium cum pace -- true peace and joy, we have to add to the conviction of our divine filiation, which fills us with optimism, the acknowledgment of our own personal weakness. (Furrow, 78)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in moments when we see our limitations clearly, we can and should look at God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, and realize that we share in God’s own life. There is never reason to look back. The Lord is at our side. We have to be faithful and loyal; we have to face up to our obligations and we will find in Jesus the love and the stimulus we need to understand other people’s faults and overcome our own. In this way even depression — yours, mine, anyone’s — can also be a pillar for the kingdom of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us recognize our infirmity but confess the power of God. The christian life has to be shot through with optimism, joy and the strong conviction that our Lord wishes to make use of us. If we feel part of the Church, if we see ourselves sustained by the rock of Peter and by the action of the Holy Spirit, we will decide to fulfil the little duty of every moment. We will sow a little each day, and the granaries will overflow. (Christ is passing by, 160)&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was quoted from an article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114373918014226712?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114373918014226712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114373918014226712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114373918014226712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114373918014226712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/03/struggling-for-so-many-years.html' title='Struggling For So Many Years'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114348614882098746</id><published>2006-03-27T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:02:28.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another Monday morning for all us. Of course i dragged myself to work again. After taking Friday off because of stomach pain i am back to work again. "Why do i have to work?", a question i keep askin myself as i get up from my bed. I'm so not a morning person. I'd smirk on everyone. But hey, that's not being mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of friends and I went to Speedzone last Saturday. It was kinda cool. But i'm really up for real cars and speed. It was just fun to hang out with friends on a Friday night and be home at 4 in the morning. Best part was eating at PHO at 3 in the morning. Yumm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/1600/pho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/320/pho1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/1600/pho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/320/pho.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/1600/speedzne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/320/speedzne.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, i just chilled. Brother and his family cooked dinner. Then Sunday, went to go shopping for more house stuff. Finally got a new microwave, thanks to Tita Ely! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i need to get back to work....i guess. I'll do more updates later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114348614882098746?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114348614882098746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114348614882098746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114348614882098746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114348614882098746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-monday-morning-for-all-us.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-114073679780792162</id><published>2006-02-23T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:19:57.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a really bad headache now. The exhaustion of moving and practicing is slowly catching up on me. I only have a simple wish now, to get that much needed sleep. But despite this fact, i still manage to smile for i am happy. I feel i made a good decision of moving, first time i ever felt so good in a very long time. I needed to boost my self esteem. I wouldn't let exhaustion take away the inner peace and happiness i have within. The headache will go away soon and i will be happier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for a great family and a good brother. I feel very lucky now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-114073679780792162?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/114073679780792162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=114073679780792162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114073679780792162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/114073679780792162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-have-really-bad-headache-now.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-113950545203493388</id><published>2006-02-09T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T15:11:24.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To live each day is a grace that comes from God. Sometimes our day doesn't seem to cooperate with us but each day should be lived for the greater glory of the Lord. It is an inevitable fact in our human nature that we measure happiness far different from how our God perceives it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggle we have each day is far from the pain that the Lord endured in the cross. We think we have so much to bear but the cross bears everything we all have to bear put together. Imagine the Lord carrying all of our crosses. Wouldn't it be too much for us to complain that we can no longer bear ours? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past months, i have been thru rough roads. But the roads have made me become a better person. I have seen the power of God work in me. Oh, it was marvelous. The feeling was awesome. And i can never forget the feeling of total self-giving for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days before my surgery, i have prepared myself to give way to the will of God. It was uncertain wether the Lord will give me another chance to live or if the Lord was taking away the life he let me borrow. But i was not afraid to go because i knew that if i go, i will be seeing the one that created me. Oh, how marvelous that feeling was. I felt the love of God flowing in my veins and as if that was the only thing that was keeping me alive and sure enough, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i go thru recovery, i ask the Lord, WHY? I feel the unworthiness to be given so much love and care. But the Lord cares anyway for he is meek and mild. He won't let anything go wrong with us for we are His creation. How humbling it is to think that the arms of God are always waiting for us. He is always there waiting for us to come back to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-113950545203493388?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113950545203493388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=113950545203493388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113950545203493388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113950545203493388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-live-each-day-is-grace-that-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-113021650691754934</id><published>2005-10-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:23:00.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute To My Lola</title><content type='html'>This morning after i blogged i got a call from my brother saying that my Lola has passed on. I couldn't describe the feeling i had inside me. Was i shocked? As i was speaking to my brother i really wasn't feeling the sadness until i hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lola who we call "Inang Mareng" was a great woman. Lived her life to the fullest. I wish i can just be as brave as her. She had witnessed every bumps and humps in the family. My Lola was a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself as one lucky grandchild. This is because me and my brothers are my grandparents' favorite. My lola would hide food for me because my other cousins would eat it. I know where she kept all the good cookies but not my cousins. She stored them in plastic wares and kept them inside a locked cabinet who she only had access to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cabinet contains all the baby pictures of her grandkids. Of course there is a picture of me there when i graduated from kindergarten and my mom was putting a ribbon on me. She kept all the silverwares in that cabinet. She would only take them out during parties and fiestas. Inang Mareng was a real woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lola's favorite dish was "Paksiw na Isda". I remember one time when i was in the bus on my way to her house, i was so looking forward to eating my Lola's favorite dish. I made her so happy to let her know how i loved her Paksiw na Isda. Her eyes just brightened. I can still remember her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a very young age, i was left without a parent. My mom passed away when i was seven and my lola was just devastated. She tried her very best to take care of me. Inang Mareng wasn't a rich woman. She only had enough money to sustain her needs. At times she would dig into her purse to see if she has extra coins to spare so i can buy some chips from the store nearby. She would give me 2 pesos so i can ride the tricycle so that i wouldn't have to walk wherever i was heading. That's how much she loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since i had to go to school in Manila, i was separated from her. I would only see her at least twice a year. Every visit to her was so memorable to me. Every time i'd see her, she would give me a kiss with a sniff. Yes a kiss with a sniff. Her only way of saying how much she misses me. It breaks my heart to see my Lola cry when we part ways because i had to go back to Manila. She cries most of the time and she'd be looking by the window until i'm finally gone and out of sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time i had a very interesting conversation with her. She told me all about their struggles during the Japanese period and how she and my lolo started from scratch and slowly built the house. She told me in details how good of a daughter my mom was and how she cared for them. No wonder mom was a favorite. I will never forget that day when we just both sat at the table and bonded together. I wish i could have spent more time with her. That day also, she gave me pictures of my mom when she was still young. This is how much we both miss her. Everytime i look at my lola's face, i see my mom's reflection in her. They have the same eyes and the same smile. Now, i won't even see a glimpse of that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago was when i last saw her. It was a great reunion. Lola and her favorite grandkid. I spent some time with her but then, i had to say goodbye to her again because i was heading back to the States. I could see the sadness in her face and the tears in her eyes. But i had to be strong for her, i didn't want my lola to feel sad and to cry. She's shed so much tears already over the years and she doesn't deserve to be sad. So i said to her: "wag kang mag alala magkikita tayo ulit" (Don't worry we'll see each other again) But now i realize, I'll never get to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inang, i'll miss you a lot. You'll always remain in my heart forever and your memories will linger on. I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-113021650691754934?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113021650691754934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=113021650691754934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113021650691754934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113021650691754934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/10/tribute-to-my-lola.html' title='A Tribute To My Lola'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-113017406159839531</id><published>2005-10-24T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T21:14:14.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Monday morning, gloomy and raining outside. I love the feeling! Don't you just love to be tucked in your sheets and feel the soft cotton fabric on your skin while your head rests on your fluffy "goose down" pillow as you hear the water tapping on your roof? The sound of rain makes me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was a blast! I finally got the long awaited time to spend for myself. I didn't realize until yesterday how i needed that time to do my errands. Fixed my brake lights, went to Rite Aid, bought food, filled up my tank, cleaned the house and worked on some music. Best part was to get an afternoon NAP! Now i believe that a great weekend contributes a lot to having a great Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week has been full of challenges. I can start to enumerate them all but it would take me more than the needed space to just get it started with. Anyhow, it isn’t important to know what they are but rather the lessons and realizations from it. I'm beginning to really grow as a person and wow! I'm able to withstand everything with His help. Marvelous things happen as we grow old and truly, life is so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was World Youth Day yesterday. In the church, the priest asked all the youths to stand up..."All youths till age 25 please stand up". BUMMER. I'm not a youth anymore, i'm past that age already, though i don't look like it. hahaha kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a great week. I'll get back at ya at a later time! CYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-113017406159839531?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/113017406159839531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=113017406159839531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113017406159839531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/113017406159839531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-monday-morning-gloomy-and-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-112983245390800153</id><published>2005-10-20T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:32:16.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Know</title><content type='html'>Last night i finished the voicing arrangement for "God Is Enough", just one of the songs that will be sung at the concert in February. After finishing the song, i felt really great and i kept listening to the song over and over again but still in awe. In awe? Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, back in my high school days i used to always lead big productions and shows for the school. I've composed songs and have joined competitions and won! Wow! I must be really good then? Hmmmm. Not really. I guess i have the basic skills but i'm not good. So what then makes me achieve all these? Great inspiration and a lot divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin called one day and asked "Can you do voicing for the songs?". I was surprised to get that call. Nobody knows what my musical background is. I haven't told anyone about my high school gigs. Who could it be? Why choose me to do the voicing when you've only seen me played the keyboards and that's it!? Then i realized, i was given this talent for nothing and all that i have now should be used for a greater purpose. Sure enough the Lord was speaking to me to share it but then I asked another question, "Lord, i haven't done voicing in my whole entire life and that's the reason why we only placed second in the competition because i know nothing about voicing?" "Just say YES, i'll provide". "Ok Edwin, i'll be glad to do it" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the piano and notes just came right out as i played. Now is that what you call divine intervention? I'll never know how i did it.......all i know is that i was called for this service and i'm giving out  my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, we played at the GK Marathon last Sunday! It was a lot of fun! Here are some of the pics. I really don't have a lot to share but just to give you what it was like here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/1600/music%20min1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/320/music%20min1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/1600/marathon%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6962/1574/320/marathon%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-112983245390800153?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112983245390800153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=112983245390800153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112983245390800153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112983245390800153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-never-know.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Know'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-112966775714160820</id><published>2005-10-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:37:48.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Battle......</title><content type='html'>When oppressions come, they really come! I thought of doing revenge because i was furious but then i kept hearing the voice of my friend who once said to me, "Show him/her your other cheek" (He was referring to one of the incidents when i yelled at a girl at a gasoline station who was a real biatch). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just like any other human being around. I am so darn weak but i still manage to find strength in my weaknesses. Put me under the sun and i'll burn. Don't feed me and i'll die. Don't give me water and i'll thirst. See. Just like anybody else, i'm not in anyway different at all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to do a revenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voices in my head are not cooperating with each other. Could it be the devil and the angel talkin to me? I am getting all confused for in a min i need to make up my mind and come up with a decision. Why that quick? Because if i don't, you'll see the other side of me. And my angel got really scared. She is now yelling harder as she was earlier. Her voice has overpowered the devil's voice. And i said, "Ok, I'll pray as you command me to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough. My head was cleared with all negativities and my heart just felt the goodness that it brings when you win the battle over evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-112966775714160820?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112966775714160820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=112966775714160820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112966775714160820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112966775714160820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/10/battle.html' title='The Battle......'/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-112907195717610678</id><published>2005-10-11T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:05:57.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I last posted an entry in my blog. I kinda got tired using my old blog because of its limited features so i decided to find something new. Hope this works out for me otherwise i'd be blog hoppin’ all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes it difficult for me to start off with something to talk about. As you're prolly aware of, it’s been quite sometime now since i last updated you guys of what's been goin’ on in my world. But really, i can't seem to organize the thoughts in my head now, adding the fact that i'm having an asthma attack makes it even more difficult to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i haven't told you guys that i went for a week long vacation to Florida. I went there for the SFC Conference together with my friends. It was an awesome experience. Workshops, talks, prayer and worship, we all came together as one to experience God's love and thus the theme of this year's conference: God Is Enough. I've bonded with some really good friends and even gained new friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joining of the SFC community wasn't accidental at all. Surely i am being called for service like each one of us is. Despite the fact of having a different purpose in joining the group, it's been changed totally from a self centered desire to a selfless service to others. And that's how each one of us should be transformed. I can say that i am continually growing in spirit and thirsting for more opportunities to serve. My imperfections have helped me to realize how blessed i am to be who i am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of what has happened to the world since December of 2004. Tsunami. Hurricane Katrina. War. The devastating quake in Asia. All of these incidents have wiped away enormous lives and destroyed so many futures especially for the kids who now don't even have a family or a house to live in. But did you ever wonder why God has allowed these things to happen? Why? Whatever it is, our mind can never comprehend how the power of our creator works. It is but proper to prepare ourselves when our time is called. The material things in this world that we strive for won't matter the minute that we are called. Shouldn't you be striving for something that is more important? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a thought that has been stuck in my mind for several days now. But it also made me realize that God has blessed me with so many things that i shouldn't have kept just for myself alone, my talents, my knowledge and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-112907195717610678?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112907195717610678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=112907195717610678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112907195717610678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112907195717610678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-while-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-112717607771203739</id><published>2005-09-19T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T17:27:57.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;iframe src=http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?user_id=40725610@N00 frameBorder=0 width=500 height=500 scrolling=no&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px;text-decoration:none" href="http://blogger-templates.blogspot.com/2005/08/flickr-slideshow-on-your-blog.html"&gt;Flickr Slideshow&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/16554820-112717607771203739?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112717607771203739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=112717607771203739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112717607771203739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112717607771203739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/09/flickr-slideshow.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16554820.post-112628748209245960</id><published>2005-09-09T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T10:41:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to my new BLOG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16554820-112628748209245960?l=egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/feeds/112628748209245960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16554820&amp;postID=112628748209245960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112628748209245960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16554820/posts/default/112628748209245960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egbertfrancisco.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcome-to-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>EGGY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15693171758701699269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
