<?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-11729964</id><updated>2011-12-11T05:23:05.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... a  Drop of {e} ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>{e}</name><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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11729964.post-7215259058612119585</id><published>2008-06-06T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:57:32.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All things new...</title><content type='html'>This year, I went from being employed by a multinational company to be &lt;em&gt;an employer&lt;/em&gt; of a multinational staff.&lt;br /&gt;From renting a house for as long as I can remember, to actually &lt;em&gt;owning&lt;/em&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;And soon enough, from being a single lady, to a &lt;em&gt;married&lt;/em&gt; woman.&lt;br /&gt;All in a year's time, in seconds of signing contracts, giving cheques, sending emails, saying 'I do'.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Talking about big changes in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess each of us need to move one at any point of our lives. I just never imagine all these things will happen in a single year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As exciting *and overwhelming* as these new things can be, I can't help but fearing that when all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dust&lt;/span&gt; settles and I go back to the ordinary pace of life, I'll be:&lt;br /&gt;a. Overwhelmed of trying to adapt to these new status/changes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;b. Be bored to death and start searching for more thrill as if it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either one, one thing's for sure... I can't go on without His grace and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I hang my consultant cap and easing myself to the unknown world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;entrepreneurship&lt;/span&gt;, I whisper abundant thanks to the One above and a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;For strength, for wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;For grace, for humility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-7215259058612119585?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/7215259058612119585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=7215259058612119585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/7215259058612119585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/7215259058612119585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-things-new.html' title='All things new...'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-3434771837548814506</id><published>2008-02-14T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:44:25.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Retrospect</title><content type='html'>Here I am in Chevron House, sitting facing Singapore river in the midst of high rise buildings surrounding Raffles Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read through my old emails sent since I was still in US, and those that I got when I first came to Singapore. And I couldn’t help but to give thanks to God. In any situation, I really can see that He is enlarging my capacity and always trusting me with greater things, be it in my career, relationship and my life. It’s amazing if you look back and see the distance you’ve traveled so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re often caught up in the heat of the moment and often forgot that after we passed those moments, they won’t come back. Of course I miss US and the work, people and things that I used to do and meet there… however, I’m glad that I’m no longer there. I’m glad that moved forward. I’m glad that I’m in another place, and most importantly, I’m glad that now I’m here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore, Tuesday, October 16th, 4:07 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-3434771837548814506?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/3434771837548814506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=3434771837548814506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/3434771837548814506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/3434771837548814506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-retrospect.html' title='In Retrospect'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-115173740775414038</id><published>2006-06-30T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:44:39.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moderately dramatic.</title><content type='html'>Is it infamous for someone to be dramatic over one's life? When you think about it, regardless of any most amazing and life changing thing that one can achieve in one's life, time still ticks away, people move on and sooner (if not later) they will forget. Realizing this, deep in our soul, we hope and we strive that somewhere in this big busy world, sometime in the course of history; someone would take notice and remember that there is a person called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably one of the subliminal reason why people make friends, husband needs wife, parents need children. We need someone to hear our stories, to be a witness of our lives. We need someone to remember, because there will come a time when we too, may forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of my overly dramatic thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-115173740775414038?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/115173740775414038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=115173740775414038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/115173740775414038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/115173740775414038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/06/moderately-dramatic.html' title='moderately dramatic.'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-114729374150691049</id><published>2006-05-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:07:37.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One word at a time.</title><content type='html'>Been reading lots of good books lately... Night (by Ellie Wiesel), The Kite Runner, Ireland, Memoirs of Geisha, Intrepeter of Maladies (won the 2000 Pulitzer Prize). Among those titles, my personal favorites are The Kite Runner *grin* and Interpreter of Maladies. The first one has unbelievably great storyline, plus its protagonist is a writer... and I’ve always wanted to be one so I can easily dive in to his way of thinking and perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Night, a Noble Prize winner, carries a powerful record of the Holocaust by the Nazis in Auschwitz. It is a true personal account of the writer’s experience himself so every single details of the book gave me a strong chill down the bone. Knowing that all those cruelties beyond words did happen, and knowing that this kind of genocide still happens today, even as I write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming my way in the next few days: The Time Traveller's Wife (Audrey Niffenegger),The Secret Life of Bees (Sue Monk Kidd)and To Kill a Mockingbird, a classic by Harper Lee. I've never watched the movie, but I heard raving reviews on its controversial subject (at least when it was first published)...so that should be an interesting read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next on my list:&lt;br /&gt;Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky&lt;br /&gt;Everyman by Philip Roth&lt;br /&gt;Waiting by Ha Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know! You can officially call me a voracious reader now! But reading is truly a great way to spend your time. You can learn boundless of knowledge, meet different people (or characters!) or fly around the globe! Spend an hour in Africa, France or New York... anywhere you want to go. One word at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-114729374150691049?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/114729374150691049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=114729374150691049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114729374150691049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114729374150691049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-word-at-time.html' title='One word at a time.'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-114685731458435639</id><published>2006-05-05T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:46:33.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The state of 10,000 Lakes</title><content type='html'>I’m in Minneapolis – St. Paul, the amazing twin cities. One thing that captured my attention, and a bit of my heart when I first landed was how lively its airport is. You can see a lot of people from France, Russia and other countries swirling here and there with their luggage, something that I don’t see very often in DC or O’Hare. And surprisingly, the signs in the airport are written in two languages, English and No, not Spanish or German, but Chinese. Probably that is exactly why I like this city, or at least its airport to begin with, it has a huge international ambience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew in by Northwest Airlines, which has its hub right here in Minneapolis. Apparently there are a bunch of big companies that planted their headquarters here in the 10,000 lakes-state. Best Buy and Target are one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I’m loving the place. Haven’t got a chance to see the downtown, but I did go to Mall of America, the biggest shopping mall in USA. It is HUGE. I went there twice and can only cover half of its ground. You can find almost any major brands/store there, that plus AMC theaters, a fun park, Dinosaurs museum and an aquarium. My legs are pretty sore right now from walking from the East side to the West side, so here I am at Gate 13, recovering myself. The first day I went there, the Minnesota Vikings (football team) was there and that drew a pretty big crowd. It turned out that they were introducing their new uniform, which I don’t really like. Purple is just not my color, y’know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're wondering, that title is correct. Minnesota has approximately 10,000 lakes, spreaded all over the place. I've been to only one so far ^_^*, but when I took off last night, I did spot at least 8 small-medium lakes from the air. From above, they almost seem like tear drops that have fallen to the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-114685731458435639?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/114685731458435639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=114685731458435639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114685731458435639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114685731458435639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/05/state-of-10000-lakes.html' title='The state of 10,000 Lakes'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-114532934947110454</id><published>2006-04-17T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:06:29.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coda</title><content type='html'>All good things must come to an end. This is gonna be my last week of project in the great land of DC area, after a full swing of six months travelling back and forth Chicago - DC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just on my flight this morning, I counted the amount of air trips I've taken for the past six months and it amounted to more than 48 trips! In six months alone! And that does not include leisure trips. It probably sounds normal for other road warriors out there... as it sounds normal to all my co-workers. Many people ask me if I ever get tired of travelling and my response have always been, No way! It's been a blast! Maybe not yet.. since I'm still technically single so flying everywhere at anytime is no sweat at all. In fact, it's more like a free treat or a short holiday.. with some work involved. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since this blog is here for a reason, and one of that reason is (i hope) to inform you of lil' things I've learned throughout my journey... Here is a list of travel advice and what nots, in case you're planning on visiting the capitol area, specifically the wonderful sunny area of Tysons Corner, VA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best airport to land: Reagan National Airport in DC IF and ONLY IF you're flying ATA. No long security lines, no hassle checking in... it's the heaven for air travellers. Worst scenario: Flying United from Chicago to the Washington Dulles airport (in the suburb). LONG lines for everything, and let me just tell you.. Gate G stands for Ghetto.. so come prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best Hotel to stay in Tyson's Corner: When money is not the issue, then Ritz Carlton is the place to be! Ritz stands for service and by Golly, they really mean it! A warm plate of brownies awaits in your room when you check in, twice room-cleaning service; one in the morning and another one in the evening, in which they'll dim the lights, place chocolates on your down-feather pillows, make the bed and turn on the music to a soft classical piece. Mmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Next to that will be the Marriott (my personal favorite!). Hilton is always too crowded for me, they always have some conferences going on so I always feel like staying in a college dorm. And they had a black out for 45 mins during my last stay!! They have great gym though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Best Asian cuisine around Tyson's Corner: For Korean, try the $12 lunch buffet at Songbird. For Thai, go to TaraThai or PayaThai. For Japan, the Chirashi and spicy salmons at Mikado are pretty good. Chinese? The Hunan King.. I'm not sure if it's the best since all chinese restaurants in this area honestly taste almost the same! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And this goes for other business travellers out there... During my down time, when I had enough of watching HBO or splurging at the nearest Mall, I tried to be active in looking for creative yet educative ways in spending my time. Some places that may be interesting: Personal Mandarin courses since there are a lot of Asians (including Chinese) around this area.. I've had some sessions and eventually got some new Chinese friends. Music lessons is pretty cool too (http://www.musicarts.com/). There's one around this area and a piano lesson cost around $100 per month. You can rent out musical instruments too. Dance lessons with Arthur Murray is also not a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my point is don't get stuck in your hotel room doing nothing (of course, unless if you need to work) coz it can get pretty depressing! And if you just got tired of happy hours or have no team dinners/activities in your agenda.. then there're a lot of other options available! Just go to Yahoo Local, and search whatever you wanna do and Bam, you're there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is.. my two cents for the travelling world. This journey won't stop here though, since I'm gonna be travelling somewhere else for a different project starting next week.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll surely miss my team here, and I'll surely miss Washington DC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-114532934947110454?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/114532934947110454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=114532934947110454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114532934947110454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114532934947110454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/04/coda.html' title='Coda'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-114478988400069429</id><published>2006-04-11T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:08:10.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Do Re Mi..</title><content type='html'>Music is such a powerful tool.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a professional musician (at least not yet!) yet I enjoy listening and playing all sorts of music styles and instruments. The fact that you can paint images of emotions, messages or even places through certain arrangements of melodies really amazes me. Each note a song carries can lift your discouraged soul, break your heart, or brings you to deep thinking through its lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine movies without music and you’ll get a bland presentation, just like a cake without taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s at times like this when I truly realize that I love music so much! To create a beautiful ballad is like inviting people to just stop and enter a tale of love, a journey from one melody to another. And what so great about music is, it’s not the only world in which this tale exists. When one listens to a song, the music in that song is just a media for one’s mind to travel wherever it may lead. Music is just a vehicle where listeners have the freedom of creating their own imagination of whatever messages or emotions that music brings. For instance, when you hear a Mozart piece, person A might imagine a beautiful castle with royal surroundings, where person B might have a classic museum with beautiful paintings in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why music is so universal. It’s a language anyone can understand and comprehend, not merely limited to those who can play musical instruments or music literate. I’m currently listening to Mandarin music although my Mandarin skill is very very limited. The chance of me understanding every words the singer is singing is slim to none. Still, I'm able to grasp every stroke of emotions that the singer/musician tries to capture through his or her music.&lt;br /&gt;That is a place I’m longing to be at. To create beautiful music, and add another melody to this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-114478988400069429?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/114478988400069429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=114478988400069429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114478988400069429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/114478988400069429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/04/power-of-do-re-mi.html' title='The Power of Do Re Mi..'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-113998364121015749</id><published>2006-02-14T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:49:07.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there something about a rose ?</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why roses are automatically linked to love or romance? Face it, you never see a heart-shaped baloon filled with sunflower drawings on a Valentine's day (no offense to sunflowers lovers). Is it the red color that ignites passion ? Is it the sweet, inviting fragrance, or is it simply the beauty of a single stem rose, gracefully surrounded by heart-shaped Hershey kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something about a rose ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is, the fact that a rose has both beauty and boldness, it also has those dangerous and hurtful tiny things all around its stem... called thorns. It can stab right through your skin, it can make you cringe, and it can certainly make you bleed. Boy, no wonder roses are assimilated with love... they have almost the same attributes! (except the cringing part, sometimes love gives you more than a cringe)&lt;br /&gt;I'm no Dr. Romance and not really a love expert, but having lived on this earth for 24 years (and still going strong!) in three different countries, survived (and undergoing) various relationships along the way; I can really testify that love or relationship, can be beautiful, bold, powerful and sometimes painful... just like a rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose, just like love, comes in many colors. You have white roses for grand relationships, for a love that is graceful and elegant... mostly used for wedding or directed to people you respect, like you mom, etc. Then you have pink roses, a symbol of innocence and new beginnings. When you have a light tiny crush on someone, pink roses are the best one to give. Then don't forget those fake, brush-painted blue/purple/beige/whatever-color-you-have-in-mind roses which, I personally think, signify nothing. Honestly, if you really want to be true in showing your feelings and emotions, why giving something that don't even exist in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;Sure they look pretty, but hello... they're not real. Just my opinion though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, this raise another question to the table.. what's with women and flowers, specifically roses ? Why do we crave those stems and stems of roses that probably cost more than our entire household's weekly grocerry.. when we're fully aware that in less than one week, this beautiful and elegantly arranged bouqet, will be... well, trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the answer for this one. But one thing I know, just like any other Valentine's day like today, I still smile sheepisly, hold those graceful stems of roses like a crown and embrace the whole bouqet with gladness, including the thorns. Cause you see, that's part of the beauty of a rose. &lt;br /&gt;And that's the beauty of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-113998364121015749?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/113998364121015749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=113998364121015749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/113998364121015749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/113998364121015749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2006/02/is-there-something-about-rose.html' title='Is there something about a rose ?'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-112689322910471182</id><published>2005-09-16T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:49:31.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia is For Lovers...</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Virginia, or Washington DC, whichever you prefer, since the two places are pretty close to each other. I did fly to DC and took a 20 mins ride to McLean, VA. Hotel of the week is Marriot... they have great swimming pool and brand new sauna place. I also love the warm cookies and 15th floor concierge lounge that provides hor'dourves, fruits and some decent desserts. However, this lounge only has open access for all those gold member holders. I'm lucky one of my friend gave me one pass so I can come and go as I pleased. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room-wise, I like the Embassy suites better, just because Embassy's rooms are structured towards apartment-like set, where you have your own kitchen area (incl. microwave, etc), separate bedroom than the living and dining room.. to be short, it's bigger and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this blog turns to be a hotel review article, i'll end this blog and go back to work !&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-112689322910471182?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/112689322910471182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=112689322910471182' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/112689322910471182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/112689322910471182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/09/virginia-is-for-lovers.html' title='Virginia is For Lovers...'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-112171790595859754</id><published>2005-07-18T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:50:19.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Your Calling</title><content type='html'>Someone really dear to me once said, "Pursue your calling no matter what; it's going to worth it."&lt;br /&gt;Of course sometime we don't even have a clue what our calling is ! Numerous theories, books, tapes and sermons have been preached on this topic, but in reality it's just hard to know for sure what your calling is, just because most of us are 'average' people. By average i mean we have different set of skills set and interest that we like/love to do and pretty darn good at, but we're obviously not Mozart or Einstein on those particular field!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that there's no chance for us to be the Mozarts or Einsteins of our time, nor that all of us are useless mediocre people. What I'm saying is, at some point of time, that incredibly genius seed that God has planted in each of us.. just hasn't bloom quite yet. And it's just hard to spot that one thing we're really good at, or called to do in life, when everything looks almost the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, What is my calling ? How do we find our calling ?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the answer is pretty simple.&lt;br /&gt;Your calling is found in your conquering.&lt;br /&gt;In every battle that you face right now, at this moment... that will define your calling.&lt;br /&gt;You can dream of becoming the Commander in Chief of the USA, but if you can't solve that personal issue you have with your friend... you'll go nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;You can have the ambition of having a world wide enterprise, but if you're not a good employer to your employee right now, if you're not faithful to the simple things now.. then you're a sitting duck.&lt;br /&gt;You can hope and wish for becoming the greatest Worship Leader of the 20th century, or becoming the 'Billy Graham' of Asia or whatever.. but if you can't pick that bible, read His Word and practice it.. then a dream will only be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is... you'll get nearer and nearer to your calling by conquering every battle you're facing right now.. step by step... battle by battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a purpose and a reason for you to be where you are and in the situation you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose is for you to conquer it.. and be a step closer to reveal your calling in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-112171790595859754?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/112171790595859754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=112171790595859754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/112171790595859754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/112171790595859754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/07/finding-your-calling.html' title='Finding Your Calling'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111461290557590492</id><published>2005-04-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:51:31.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounded souls</title><content type='html'>Mike Murdock once said that the only fear you should have is the fear of being stupid. When you encounter bad times, it is a clear signal from heaven that you must stop &amp;amp; think before further action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our phycical bodies operate the same ways. When pain begins in our arm, it is a strong signal that something needs to be addressed first. Too often, Christians who face terrible times (like myself), deceive themselves by focussing on either one of these 4 things such as God, ministry, work or school; they suddenly become a maniac of these 'holy' looking subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a glance, it looks you are strong, healed &amp;amp; delivered because the emotion is different. Like it or not, the wounds are still there and there is no such thing as microwave solution. As a result, characters are burn out of wounds and it is poisonous. It penetrates your mind &amp;amp; soul. Characters determine your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, many unexperienced Christians often give common advices, "udahlah....just move on, balik ke Tuhan pelayanan (it is always easier to say when you have not experienced it)."&lt;br /&gt;That is very unwise !!! Wounded Christians bring wounded aura into others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we do?&lt;br /&gt;1. Go back to the roots. Recall all the advices &amp;amp; pre-warnings that yourfriends/pastors have given you earlier; those are divine signs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Never blame God or the situations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111461290557590492?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111461290557590492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111461290557590492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111461290557590492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111461290557590492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/04/wounded-souls.html' title='Wounded souls'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111454880430537639</id><published>2005-04-26T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:52:19.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splendid !</title><content type='html'>I'm back in Chicago again ! :) After spending 4 wonderful days in London - UK, it's pretty suprsing but i just couldn't deny how much I miss US specifically Chicago *crazy huh*... I mean London is pretty and all that.. but it just doesn't &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;right for me y'know ?! It's definitely not a place where I want to live and work.. but really a great place for vacation ! It's a good getaway place.. Went to Buckingham palace, Windsor Castle, SoHo (bit of it), Wimbledon court and Chelsea stadium.. took zillion pictures in Madamme Tussaud's Wax museum *the highlight of my 2nd day :)* ... We also took those cruise on Thames river.. overlooking Big Ben, Tower bridge and London Eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest CRAZIEST thing we did on the very first day was climbing up St. Paul's cathedral to the very TOP.. which has like 700-somthing steps.. make that 1400 steps round trip !!! My feet was so sore I could hardly stand after that painful journey up. The view was magnificent though... and it was where Prince Charles and Diana got married so the interior of the cathedral was beautiful beyond words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I showed some pics of me with the wax figures of Hollywood famous stars at Tussaud to some of my co-workers today and they fell for it BIG time !! :D Some of them even thought that the wax figure was ME and the real wax figure was Real !! They looked so much like real human it scares me.. But funny how all of my friends at work were like.. That' You and Brad Pitt in London ?!!! ^_^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thankful to God for this trip.. we already had a really good deal on airflight and hotel.. bu then, we found another good deal on transportation and all the touristy places in London so that we don't have to pay a single penny while we were there; except for food, since it's all already included in the package. GOD is GOOD !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. looking forward to visit other parts of UK or even Europe sometime in the future.. but overall it was a splendid journey !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111454880430537639?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111454880430537639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111454880430537639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111454880430537639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111454880430537639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/04/splendid.html' title='Splendid !'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111359593774493741</id><published>2005-04-15T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T13:30:45.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend againnn !! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's another weekend !! YIPEEEE !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This weekend we're planning on going out to Lake shore again since it's so nice outside.. Thank you God for giving such a great weather for 2 consecutive weeks! U r AWESOME !! For those ppl who don't live in a 4 season state.. you gotta be grateful for what you have.. all those sun shine 365 days in a year.. mann... those are precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And tonight we're planning on having a big all nighters X-Box competition!! hahhaa.. it's so silly, us in our age still so crazy about playing video games.. but it's just so fun to hang out and make fun of those who lose.. plus the game itself is kinda cool and entertaining. I guess the best thing in life is just to stay young no matter how old you are. Oh and.. Mannyu got a PSP from his brother and lemme tell you that lil thing is really really COOL ! The screen is way better than my TV at home (yup it's sad) since it's LCD... and the quality of the image and sound is perfect. The only downside is the games/movies are sold for like $50 each.. a total robbery. So we figure we'll wait for a couple while to buy some games until the price gets a bit cheaper. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway.. I really wanna go eat tapas this weekend.. nyum nyum.. and gotta start to pack for my trip to UK next week! I'm going to UK.. finally! It's my first time going there and we're so excited. We got this neat excel spreadsheet with schedules of where to go each day , tickets, etc.. *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kay.. hope you all have a great weekend !&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/11729964-111359593774493741?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111359593774493741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111359593774493741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111359593774493741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111359593774493741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/04/weekend-againnn-d.html' title='Weekend againnn !! :D'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111311194158809402</id><published>2005-04-09T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:53:38.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preettyy Day ! :)</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was totally gorgeous !!!&lt;br /&gt;It was around 50s outside, but with the sunshine and mild cool breeze, it almost felt like low 70s.. pretty, pretty, pretty ! How could you resist the big blue sky calling your name to go outside and play at this kind of weather ! And so we headed off to Lake Shore to embrace the beautiful weather and did some &lt;strong&gt;exercise &lt;/strong&gt;(finally we realized we're a bit behind in our 2005 resolution).. nothing fancy, just some light jogging and.. rollerblading!! YUP, I decided to 'revisit' one of my greatest hobby back in my glorious days as a high school student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you tend to think that whenever you're good at something... then, you're always good at it no matter what. Well, that exact thing happenned to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how I used to glide and fly on those tiny wheels.. and those memories created certain confidence and excitement in me. Confident that I can strut ALL those routines in no sweat.. and excited for those smooth glides I'll take and that wonderful feeling of actually rollerblading again ! OH this is Gonna be FUN !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well&lt;/em&gt;, when I actually put them on.. it turned out that it wasn't as easy as I thought i would be !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, my feet was kinda stiff since it's been ages from the last time I rollerbladed. Second, those smooth glides didn't happen 100% since not all of the roads by the lake are paved perfectly. There were bumps here and there.. holes and uneven bricks which made me, well.. just didn't feel like gliding at all.. at times it's more of like.. walking in a really heavy shoes with wheels (that's a weird picture). After a while (and a painful fell) though.. I started to get a hang of it and everything started to brighten. By the end of the day.. at least I was gliding a little better than I was before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after thinking about it.. isn't LIFE sometimes run that way ? Whenever you're going to go some place new.. do something you always wanna do.. or starting a new journey in life... You always have that excitement and certain percent of confidence that everything's gonna be alright. You're loaded with Faith and all the great things that God has done in your life.. and you feel good about it.. unmoved.. solid as a rock. And you expect that since this is something that God has given to you.. the road is gonna be as smooth as silk and everything is gonna be perfect and everybody will be happy, right ?!&lt;br /&gt;WRONG! After some time living it.. you realized that it's not THAT easy.. it's not that simple. There're bumps and holes here and there.. and the road is wayyy far from smooth. You don't really feel like gliding and soaring in this new place... you feel like WALKING really slow.. and it feels like you're not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while you'll fell.. and then you have the option to either stay laying there on the hot dirty pavement.. or simply get up.. and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you feel like you're facing a brick wall, or when you're not so sure anymore whether God has placed you in your current position at work, country or whatever for a really good reason; Know this: Faith has no place for Fear. When you make mistakes or fail in something, just dust yourself off from any worries, confusion or doubt, learn from it and add another dose of faith by getting up and, try again.&lt;br /&gt;Only then, you'll start soaring like an eagle... or gliding like a pro rollerblader, whatever you choose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111311194158809402?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111311194158809402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111311194158809402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111311194158809402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111311194158809402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/04/preettyy-day.html' title='Preettyy Day ! :)'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111302992445718081</id><published>2005-04-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:54:10.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering...</title><content type='html'>Altho now is not really a good time for me to think rather clearly (a good reason is that is it's 2am in the morning; notice the tendency of me blogging late on weekends?!)... but I can't really sleep and really feel like.. well, pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder about the greatest of the universe.. what exist high above our heads and below our feet.. what's going on there even as we speak. We homo sapiens tend to be so selfish most of the time... Spending like 90% of our days thinking about what we're gonna eat, wear, do,.. it's all about my ambition, my future.. me, me, ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sometimes we can be so ignorant of other people, society, cultures (woaa.. how did i get this farr ?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I ponder about how some of my friends are planning to leave the city and eventually the States.. what happens in the next 5 years... and how sad (sometimes) it feels to experience what's called - 'changes'.&lt;br /&gt;People changes and goes to different directions at certain times in life.. and no matter how wise and mature i'm trying to be, saying goodbye and knowing you have that certain distance (physically AND mentally) with that someone, always brings a hurtful pierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ponder (it's quite a jump i know).. how in the world am I going to get a genuine (as in authentic, original, REAL) LV bag with a not-oh-so-eye brow-lifting-price.. And it's not for moi, mind you! It's a gift for someone dearest to me.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ponder about what in the world am I doing here writting this blog.. without even sure anyone would read this piece of 'literature' anyways..&lt;br /&gt;Well.. at least you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm done pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, after all.. this blog is called 'my daily ramblings'.. i'm entitled to do just that. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111302992445718081?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111302992445718081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111302992445718081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111302992445718081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111302992445718081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/04/pondering.html' title='Pondering...'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111193778313157431</id><published>2005-03-27T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:43:43.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>Have you ever watch the show on Fox titled, '24' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a typical suspense-action packed series with some twist of drama here and there, but there's one catch... the entire show takes place in a real time mode. That means, all of the episodes in the first season literary took place in a 24 hours-time frame, hence the title of the show. I watched the first season and it amazed me so how many things can happen in 24 hours! A senator was about to be assasinated (twice!), someone got kidnapped - released- kidnapped again - and (ha!) kidnapped again,... i mean, it felt like an entire YEAR has passed when those things happenned.. but surprisingly.. it all took place in a one single day. A woman got into an accident, loss her memory, got it back and almost got murdered by a terrorist in less than 2 hours for crying out loud ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point being here is, do you ever realize that time is really2 precious ? Of course those stuff above only happen in Hollywood (or do they ?! hmmm.. ), but still... the saying that Time is Money is purely true. For an example, I can use the time typing this blog for calling my mom back home, writting a business plan for a start-up company that sell  beauty products from bee hive(just being creative here) or a new programming language better than Java,.... or sleep (which is honestly, something  i really, really meant to do at this hour).&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter of priority. And that's where the problem lies. It's always a hit and miss when we're trying to juggle between what we want to do and what we NEED to do. The key is of course: dicipline. But saying and doing sometime only rhymes in sentences. It takes effort, and wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first comes from you - the second one is from God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. I gotta do what I gotta do... get some sleep ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111193778313157431?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111193778313157431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111193778313157431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193778313157431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193778313157431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/03/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111193768057286065</id><published>2005-03-27T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:43:13.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>There are two kinds of love in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is cute and crazy. It twirls you around like nothing you ever felt. It's passionate, bold and burning. It gives you goosebumps, unpredictable turns, and unpredictable ends. It can be forever, it can be wild, or sweet and tender like a morning dew. The words it speaks will fly you to the clouds. It will make you laugh, it will make you cry, and you will keep expecting for more. It may not be perfect, but at certain moments, it seems flawless. And for once you thought you're fulfilled by it. You will be drunk by it, live for it, and die because of it.&lt;br /&gt;One is ever lasting. It is pure and never changing. It always accept, always forgive and never require anything. It gives and never expects anything in return. It has no excitement ! - so some says. And that is because, it is perfect. It takes forever to build, and one moment to accept. Still, some just didn't see it coming. It is secure, with precise measured ending, in every turn you make. It will turn together with you anyway. It is a love that is too good to be true. But yet it's given for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which cup will you take ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111193768057286065?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111193768057286065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111193768057286065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193768057286065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193768057286065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>{e}</name><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-11729964.post-111193760585387281</id><published>2005-03-27T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:42:25.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Fruit rendezvouz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, July 15, 2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me working ?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been something I really really wanted, even years before I graduated.&lt;br /&gt;I joined numerous school clubs and activities to further increase my chance of 'getting-to-know-someone' and I tried extra hard not to end up in a part time job that didn't look good on my resume. I studied hard - well, at least I tried to study hard, to make sure my GPA didn't go below 3.0, and I followed every venue possible just to assure myself that after I graduate from IU, a full time job with a good company is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long list of interviews on my campus with zero job offer, I started to have restless doubt on myself, my major, my school, and eventually.. on my God. You know, ask your fellow mates who are currently searching for jobs and they'll tell you that this kind of feeling is normal.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyways now as I wake up at 7, have a quick breakfast and take the CTA to stop at work and sit in this office space of mine.. I am amazed. Wow.. I'm finally here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. He is faithfull to you, even when you're not. And for that, (and my dream job too!) I give Him thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11729964-111193760585387281?l=eekha23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/feeds/111193760585387281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11729964&amp;postID=111193760585387281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193760585387281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11729964/posts/default/111193760585387281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eekha23.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-fruit-rendezvouz.html' title='First Fruit rendezvouz'/><author><name>{e}</name><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>
