<?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-10915455</id><updated>2011-09-04T04:01:02.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XccenTRiX</title><subtitle type='html'>Where the mind can freely Xpress itself...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-4947319976300388132</id><published>2010-11-15T23:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:50:49.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How important is my dad?</title><content type='html'>Two days have past since dad and I talked. Another misunderstanding on both sides. As usual we argued again about many things. But I know that he will cool down after three days. I shut all means of communication like I turned off my mobile and the wireless land line. I just had to because the frustration is too much. He has this attitude that he can put you down and you will feel that you are nothing without him. He tends to boast on the things he has done for me my whole life. And its annoying me because I am not a kid anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was in line at the ATM, I was thinking of the things I need to purchase for the shop. As I wait for my turn I drew a list in my head. As I punched in the digits, to withdraw the money, suddenly the machine didn't accept my card. I was stunned. I tried a few times then I went to the cashier to check my balance. The ladies at the cashier assisted me, and to my surprise the device where it shows you the remaining balance reads "DO NOT HONOR." I was in panic mode due to the salary of my employee was there. I started to shake a little and was thinking of how can I withdraw the money if my card was invalid. Then my baby said to check the ATM at a different machine. So I lined up again and while I was waiting in line, I thought to myself what if dad cancelled my atm or decided to hold my account. I was already paranoid. When I got the money, I made a sigh of relief. Then all of a sudden thoughts run through my mind. I thought "what if" I wasn't able to withdraw? God, I wouldn't know what to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I thought of my dad. He didn't just gave me allowance, it was not just money but I thought of what if dad wasn't there for me anymore. I would be lost. So after I post this I would definitely call him or send a text message to him. And I will let him know how important he is to me. Dad always takes care of me even though we are far apart. He makes sure that I am safe and I am in good health. He religiously checks on me and reminds me of what I did wrong and to learn from it. Dad makes sure that I take good care of myself. And for the past few days I haven't heard from him. And it makes me feel sad. Sad because I let myself be drawn to my emotions instead of understanding, that's what Dad's are for. Since my mom is not that persistent on checking up on me, it was all dad since I was a child. Dad was always there for me. Now that he is getting old now its my turn to take care of him. I call this day REALITY CHECK...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-4947319976300388132?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4947319976300388132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=4947319976300388132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/4947319976300388132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/4947319976300388132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-important-is-my-dad.html' title='How important is my dad?'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-117627696998366286</id><published>2007-04-11T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T15:36:09.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>Why do we have to love someone so much and yet we know in the end they will have to leave us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we try to avoid hurting others, when in fact we do not even notice that we caused it to happen in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when we spend years with the one we love and suffer so much pain, why do we still strive to be together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is so difficult. Are we ready for what lies ahead? Do we really have to feel this way? Why does it cause so much pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can we say that love conquers all? Can someone please tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you be patient enough to wait for the right one to come? What if the right one got away? How will you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To suffer so much of this I believe that love can understand and will be waiting at the end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now I will let myself drown in tears as the days and nights progress having to wake up not seeing you beside me. For I know that one day the world would understand why we are here loving each other till our very last breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-117627696998366286?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/117627696998366286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=117627696998366286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/117627696998366286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/117627696998366286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2007/04/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-113730104148519929</id><published>2006-01-15T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T12:57:22.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More nature pics of the farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/26-06-05_1203.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/26-06-05_1203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hard working Eddieboy (the one in red)! He's the foreman and driver of the group and hes also my "kumpare" and of course hes my dad's employee in his Company and my mom's part time driver! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/IMG_0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/IMG_0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the future rest house we are working on. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/IMG_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/IMG_0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These people are the workers we have in the farm including their families.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/10-07-05_1249.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/10-07-05_1249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this picture its the bonding of sisters! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-113730104148519929?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/113730104148519929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=113730104148519929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113730104148519929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113730104148519929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-nature-pics-of-farm.html' title='More nature pics of the farm'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-113729897452234533</id><published>2006-01-15T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T12:22:54.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos taken at Stateland, Gen. Trias Cavite where our farm is located</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/IMG_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/IMG_0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom in the "kubo" resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/new%20pic%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/new%20pic%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the previous dinnig area but today the "kubo" is the resting place and dining area for the family of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/new%20pic%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/new%20pic%20021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to the farm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-113729897452234533?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/113729897452234533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=113729897452234533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113729897452234533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113729897452234533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2006/01/photos-taken-at-stateland-gen-trias.html' title='Photos taken at Stateland, Gen. Trias Cavite where our farm is located'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-113729683141106904</id><published>2006-01-15T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T11:48:19.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey its been awhile since I last dropped by my blog... Well, its now time to begin another page... So how was I? Well, its been good. Another year has bid us farewell for us to welcome the new year. So they say its a Dawg eat Dawg year this year so I just hope we all survive this cruel and discreet world we live in. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope and pray that the next generation would be a much more productive one meaning to say productive in terms of aiming high to succeed in being a good citizen and contributing to the well being of others unlike some people who tend to depend on the government to change for them to succeed, and unlike others who carelessly handle the responsibility of having safe sex and then spreading the virus, unlike others who tend to be someone their not, unlike others who take advantage of the people who has helped them when they had none, unlike others who tend to think that they are the greatest person who has achieved the most highly dedication and yet they forget to acknowledge the person behind their success, unlike others who build their dreams on material things and high tech gadgets yet see their fellowmen struggle to survive a one day having just one meal, to see how the world we live in now makes me wonder of how our ancestors lived in peace, simplicity, honesty, friendship, integrity, and lived upto a hundred without the highlights of life. The things that are priceless, these are what matters. The satisfaction that comes with the joy you see in the eyes of the people you meet and help along the way the feeling I feel is unexplainable! The smile you give to people who are about lose hope can give them strength and inspiration. Its in the simplest things that give a huge impact in each and everyone's life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How I wish that some of us would stop and think for just awhile and say I had a wonderful day today not because I have a secure and a high paying job, a complete high end workstation and an awesome car. But having the opportunity to help someone in need or by just being honest towards each other, stripping away and just to humble yourself to God and mankind and all the other things that money cannot buy... Makes me say I am satisfied with my life. Just remember that all material things will break, wither away, you will eventually leave them all behind when the time comes, so why focus your life with things you can bring on the afterlife? Unless you leave something to the ones you love like faith, respect, love, humility, honesty and love? We are not residents here. We belong to the Kingdom of God. So why not prepare for that? I know I am prepared to meet my Creator. How about you? Are you ready?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-113729683141106904?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/113729683141106904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=113729683141106904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113729683141106904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/113729683141106904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile....'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-111992884900729979</id><published>2005-06-28T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T11:20:49.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/sanmig011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/sanmig011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/sanmig01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So this is how it feels to be 28... HUh nothing extraordinary though.... Dinner at DADs glorietta tonight. But thats just the Fam. So the REAL pahtey is on JUL 2 8pm Sat at my apartment. Be in your drinking spree attitude coz we are goin to drink til we drop! Hope to see you there! Text me first to confirm! AIGHT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-111992884900729979?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/111992884900729979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=111992884900729979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111992884900729979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111992884900729979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/06/todays-day.html' title='Today&apos;s the day!'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-111874045194841318</id><published>2005-06-14T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:14:11.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June Bug....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, I call it the "June Bug" coz this month I turn another year older and the very thought of it cuts deep.... DAMN I feel old.... Older that I think I am and as the year goes by the resposiblity gets larger and larger... OH WELL.... as if we have a choice do we???? Life goes on man... And I am pleased that I have found my mate... I have found the sweetest woman and I am glad that shes going to stay for real... I love my life... And my life is you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-111874045194841318?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/111874045194841318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=111874045194841318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111874045194841318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111874045194841318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/06/june-bug.html' title='June Bug....'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-111193985089904996</id><published>2005-03-27T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T11:04:21.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morpheus, Sandman, Prince of the Dream World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/1600/sandmanCover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/sandmanCover1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/864/320/SmnLogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;From the Vertigo DC Comics I have been a fan of "Sandman" the intrigue, mystery and bloody representation has captured my inner child. And at the same time has caught the curiosity in my mind. Is it really true, that we have certain dreams that are laid out for us? Is it true that Morpheus the Prince of Dream is responsible for such a beautiful dream or a breath taking heart pounding nightmare? Well, we can never tell if Morpheus is casting a spell in our dreams. But in the sands of time, his helm of office &amp; his ruby he relies, for in those items lie all the dreams we are to dream. His protection from his enemies &amp;amp; rivals are in his helm and inside his ruby lies of great power. In our dreams he governs his kingdom and in our dreams he feeds &amp; live. No one has seen him or maybe you &amp;amp; I was not attentive enough to see that pale thin man wondering around that night he came to eat at a banquet to drink the wine in a familiar place you thought was just a stranger. The next time we sleep, and fade to a vast and damp place and we dream you may never know when we will see him again. So dream on my friend for the next time you do tell me if you have met Morpheus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-111193985089904996?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/111193985089904996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=111193985089904996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111193985089904996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/111193985089904996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/03/morpheus-sandman-prince-of-dream-world.html' title='Morpheus, Sandman, Prince of the Dream World'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110890658570868614</id><published>2005-02-20T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:52:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/640/rooster%20cast%20iron.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 131px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 231px" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/rooster%20cast%20iron.jpg" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, as a frequent flyer I always recomend to travel light. You may never know when you can shop for new clothes when you arrive to your destination. Ofcourse always secure your valuables. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have a handy travelers pouch wherein you can put all your supporting documents(passports, plane ticket, money, proper identification) that are needed for inspection in a very accessible and easy way you can find it and always keep it safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I recomend that you buy a Samsonite travelers case (Php700-800) it comes in different types one is like a belt bag the only difference is that it is slimmer and can be covered by your shirt. So you wont have to go for your hand carry bag and dig into your belongings God knows whats in there... Another type is the one you wear it like a neck lace. You can also tuck it into your shirt but it would be awkward for the ladies... but there's no hard in trying right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;These products are available in the department stores wherein they carry Samsonite products. If you are in a tight budget you can purchase a wallet in Penshoppe for half the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110890658570868614?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110890658570868614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110890658570868614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890658570868614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890658570868614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/traveling.html' title='Traveling???'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110890415480724708</id><published>2005-02-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:53:23.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREST CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/640/Forest%20camp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/Forest%20camp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumaguete truly a relaxing paradise "Forest Camp" aaaahhhh... Breath taking!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110890415480724708?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110890415480724708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110890415480724708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890415480724708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890415480724708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/forest-camp.html' title='FOREST CAMP'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110890254541828859</id><published>2005-02-20T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T20:36:44.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slot Machines, Black Jack, Topless shows, Gamble all the way!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/640/Belladio%20hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 218px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 144px" height="180" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/Belladio%20hotel.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bellagio who would forget the famous movie Oceans Eleven??? Well here I am in Vegas just having a gambling streak Joke... hehehehe... City of Lights... City where money flows everywhere!!! Sana lang maambunan naman ako kahit konti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110890254541828859?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110890254541828859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110890254541828859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890254541828859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110890254541828859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/slot-machines-black-jack-topless-shows.html' title='Slot Machines, Black Jack, Topless shows, Gamble all the way!!!!'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110883292511903078</id><published>2005-02-20T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:53:57.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/Picture(18).4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 191px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 141px" height="109" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/200/Picture(18).2.jpg" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gadgets galore Palm pilot, PDAs, Pocket Computers whichever way you call it they are the same thing o'magig! From MP3 players to web cams, phonecams and DigiCams its not just for all of the techie and for people on the go! It's not just for the fashionistas, the playa, the rich, its for all of us freaks who love to dwell in the midst of the Information Gateway...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110883292511903078?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110883292511903078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110883292511903078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883292511903078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883292511903078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/gadgets-galore-palm-pilot-pdas-pocket.html' title=''/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110883017378187787</id><published>2005-02-20T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:54:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DADDYS Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;They say that I am the carbon copy of my dad... Mom disagrees al l the time... becuase mom and I are exactly the opposite... hehehehehehe... Well like its my prob hello so what if Im dad's look alike??? I can even go out with my dad and tell his friends that kuya ko yan hehehehehe JOke... I even tell them UY Kuya ko yan... Especially when we are out going to the mall he always finds atleast one of his friends and it even surprises me kasi minsan kunwari magsisigawan pa sila in the middle of the aile tapos magkakilala pala sila... ANO BA YAN.... There was even a time na akala ko we were meeting someone really big in politics kasi sa daan pa sila nag exchange ng conversation as in nasa kotse pa kami sa gitna pa ng kalsada tumigil tapos kalaro lang nya pala sa golf....... sus it gave me the highest blood pressure ever!!! kala mo drugs na nagkaliwaan pa ang bigayan ng brown paper bag tapos ang laman pala eh sangkatutak na black combs from Russia for man and women hala grabe... Pinamigay lang naman ng dad ko sa mga kaibigan nya... Wacky talaga to si dad ko... Never a dull moment pag kasama ko yan... Magikero pa yan... Ask my friends witness yang mga yan... TINAMAAN KA NG NAKS!!!! hehehehehe.... Kami nga lang si Benjie at Berwin... Yak parang ang sagwa... pero thats dad!!! Wouldnt change a thing about him.... Hay naku if you guys havent met my dad hay naku you missed half of his jokes.... hehehehehehe!!!!! Well, thats it for dad... will send pics soon para may "ibidinsia" na para kaming pinagbiyak na puwet ng baso... este you decide!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110883017378187787?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110883017378187787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110883017378187787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883017378187787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883017378187787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/daddys-buddy_20.html' title='DADDYS Buddy'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110883006121495783</id><published>2005-02-20T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:17:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/me%20bagong%20gupit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 115px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 135px" height="138" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/200/me%20bagong%20gupit1.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; meeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110883006121495783?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110883006121495783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110883006121495783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883006121495783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110883006121495783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-meeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110882972387897754</id><published>2005-02-20T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T01:18:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/320/Picture.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 2px solid; WIDTH: 185px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 2px solid; HEIGHT: 140px" height="126" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/186/3651/200/Picture.2.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kuya ko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110882972387897754?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110882972387897754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110882972387897754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110882972387897754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110882972387897754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/kuya-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10915455.post-110882878469154458</id><published>2005-02-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:59:44.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in this HighTech World are you ready to get HIGH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In this fast pace superhighway of gadgets and gizmos are we really ready for it? Well, there is nothing to be afraid of as the experts say: the only permanent thing in this world is change... But not everything is for the betterment of one's self... Come to think of it, yeah everything is done in a fast and efficient manner but are we sure that we are safe in the internet where hackers are based everywhere... waiting for you to catch their bait and poof! Your hard drive crashes, your files vanish, your life is an open book even your credit cards are already been tapped into... sooner or later you've been DELETED!!!! Just like the movie &lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0113957/"&gt;THE NET&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be sure to handle all sensitive data with caution. Especially in dealing with online shopping... Filling up application forms be sure that the site you are in is secure... "How do you know it is secure?" There will be a prompt window that will appear on your screen asking you to trust the site you are in and that they have certain certificates that are certifed and true... Well it still is your choice to deal with online information. So be wary!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10915455-110882878469154458?l=egoisticviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/feeds/110882878469154458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10915455&amp;postID=110882878469154458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110882878469154458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10915455/posts/default/110882878469154458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://egoisticviews.blogspot.com/2005/02/living-in-this-hightech-world-are-you_19.html' title='Living in this HighTech World are you ready to get HIGH?'/><author><name>^Dream_Catcher^</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17730614047582788037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uCgKfLvwSKg/TmKGisNsz_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Ejv0peRaerw/s1600/xfwxec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
