<?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-8648993257793935760</id><updated>2012-01-29T19:33:14.084-08:00</updated><category term='aiza dublin life'/><category term='फिनल defense'/><title type='text'>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin Harborage</title><subtitle type='html'>Concentration:
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*Relevant Issues [My Interests]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-7075913976452427608</id><published>2012-01-29T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T19:33:14.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My reviews for the month of January :)</title><content type='html'>This just actually a review on the new items i bought last night from Mall of Asia.&lt;b&gt;First, i got this super cute Happy Feet shoes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IK0xG18lvU/TyYGXZdHVXI/AAAAAAAAASo/0jnBNrPfv-o/s1600/ColorTouch-1327846519802.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IK0xG18lvU/TyYGXZdHVXI/AAAAAAAAASo/0jnBNrPfv-o/s320/ColorTouch-1327846519802.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is super comfortable to wear (of course nobody wants to wear something uncomfortable) and most of all i sooo love the color of it. It is available in different colors like dark blue,brown,gray,light blue and i think i saw a black one (i'm not really positive haha ). The original price is P2100 but it is on sale right now so i was able to get it at P699.00 only. The difference from it's original price is quite amazing so i did not have second thought and bought it right away..haha&lt;b&gt;Second is i got this really nice blush on from IN2IT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOMrwwRWsfk/TyYIZaUc0DI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bw0hvhroZ0U/s1600/ColorTouch-1327847235150.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOMrwwRWsfk/TyYIZaUc0DI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bw0hvhroZ0U/s200/ColorTouch-1327847235150.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxGYgcGJzZE/TyYIkyvo-HI/AAAAAAAAATA/1_qViEnkU3s/s1600/ColorTouch-1327847388581.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kxGYgcGJzZE/TyYIkyvo-HI/AAAAAAAAATA/1_qViEnkU3s/s200/ColorTouch-1327847388581.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This blush on is good for party goers because it is waterproof so even if you're sweating on the dance floor you don't have to worry about your make up. No need for a retouch after the party. It is a tricolor blush. It costs P375.00, affordable right?&lt;b&gt;Third is i got a Fanny Serano Foundation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XPOweNS7MTE/TyYKIJJS5OI/AAAAAAAAATM/_A0yeQIC9dU/s1600/ColorTouch-1327847728877.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XPOweNS7MTE/TyYKIJJS5OI/AAAAAAAAATM/_A0yeQIC9dU/s320/ColorTouch-1327847728877.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the second time that i bought this foundation  from Fanny Serano. I just so like result after applying it to your face.It costs P399.00 only. It's a two way foundation. The first layer is the cake and down in the bottom is the sponge and a mirror, cute right? And you'll have a free eyeliner pencil when you buy a fanny serano foundation (nice choice).&lt;b&gt;Forth is I got FASHION21 Mascara and Liquid Eye Liner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKco0_-S9D8/TyYMMVUz8QI/AAAAAAAAATY/db7SHPuao6c/s1600/ColorTouch-1327848058369.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKco0_-S9D8/TyYMMVUz8QI/AAAAAAAAATY/db7SHPuao6c/s320/ColorTouch-1327848058369.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like this Mascara from Fashion21 better than the Mascara i had last november from MAC. Although MAC is MAC :) but i like this Fashion21 since it really adds volume and extends the lashes wherein you don't need to wear fake lashes during special events. And also, this liquid eye liner from fashion21 is super nice as well. The brush is thin which creates a thin line when you apply it. Plus it is waterproof as well which lasts long. The only thing that i dont like about waterproof stuff is that it gave me hard time to take it out from my face. These are cheap though, The mascara costs only P125.00 and the Eye liner costs P60.00. So then if you're broke, why force yourself to buy those expensive stuffs when you can have cheaper products. It's just how you use it :))&lt;blockquote&gt;For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone... -Audrey Hepburn&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;STAY BEAUTIFUL!FIGHTING!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-7075913976452427608?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/7075913976452427608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-reviews-for-month-of-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7075913976452427608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7075913976452427608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-reviews-for-month-of-january.html' title='My reviews for the month of January :)'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IK0xG18lvU/TyYGXZdHVXI/AAAAAAAAASo/0jnBNrPfv-o/s72-c/ColorTouch-1327846519802.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-5784080996307901619</id><published>2011-12-15T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:45:01.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Don’t you have any plans to pursue ENGINEERING?”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzD4KErd6XI/TumxZ_bIplI/AAAAAAAAASc/pVpLBSKQjcQ/s1600/76850_1593786296218_1582761010_1378144_5974821_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzD4KErd6XI/TumxZ_bIplI/AAAAAAAAASc/pVpLBSKQjcQ/s320/76850_1593786296218_1582761010_1378144_5974821_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home to my home island after graduating. Nothing’s sweeter than being home. As time goes by, I got bored and told my mom that I am going to Manila to look for a job.&lt;br /&gt; I went here in Manila with my friend, Liberty. My cousin Edilberto fetched us in Cubao and brought us to his house. He told us to use his laptop to apply online. I tried sending my resume to one of the call center BPO online and received a text message right away for an interview. I did not expect that it is how it is when you apply in a call center, they will text you for an interview the moment they’ll received your resume.  I was like “No I can’t! I just arrived today. I haven’t practiced yet how to answer an interview. And I can’t work right away.” My cousin told me that it’s just an interview and it doesn’t mean that you’ll get hired right away. And he was right, it’s been a month that I keep on looking for a job. I’ve been to Makati and Ortigas but I’m unlucky to have failed during telephone interviews and sometimes during final interviews.&lt;br /&gt; One of my cousins named Fern worked in iVentures (before) and told me to apply there for the administrator position. Funny but I don’t even know the exact description of the position I’m applying for. I passed the exams but when I was already in front of the HR personnel and their American (I think) boss named Mike, they asked me, “Don’t you have any plans to pursue your Engineering course?”. I answered, “No for now, I want to work whatever’s available for me to work.” You’re applying for the administrator position, you’re going to manage two offices and we prefer someone with an experience in this position because there is no training. Once you’ll get the job, you’ll start to work.”  In short, I was rejected (ouch!). I can’t forget the face of that Michelle of iVentures. If ever my path and that Michelle will crossed again I’m going to give her a face and tell her that I am hired in a company which is far better than iVentures. LOL!JK!&lt;br /&gt; My working career started when me and watched the advertisement on tv about the job fair at SMX in Mall of Asia, September of 2010. We went there and submit resumes to different companies who are there and undergo interviews. We went home tired. I waited for like 2 weeks before TELETECH Roxas called me and scheduled me for the exams and interview. On the same day of my interview schedule in Teletech is my schedule as well with CONVERGYS in Ortigas for final interview at 4 pm. I finished exams and initial interviews in Teletech at 3pm and was waiting for the final interview. I told my co-applicant that I can’t wait for the final interview anymore and I need to go to CONVERGYS but she told me to stay since I was already there and who knows I’ll get hired in Teletech. I told her I like Convergys better than Teletech. I was about to escape when the HR personnel called my name and she told me that they don’t have enough people to accommodate all applicants for final interview on that day. She asked me if it is okay to schedule my final interview on the next day. I gave her a very big smile and said, “YES! IT IS VERY MUCH OKAY, BYE! “. I went to Convergys only to get disappointed. I failed on my final interview (haha).&lt;br /&gt; So ironic but I passed the final interview and got hired in Teletech which I thought of leaving before having my final interview. Teletech is the first company who tried and helped me develop my potentials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find his right road…–Dag Hammarskjold”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-5784080996307901619?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/5784080996307901619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-you-have-any-plans-to-pursue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/5784080996307901619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/5784080996307901619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-you-have-any-plans-to-pursue.html' title='“Don’t you have any plans to pursue ENGINEERING?”'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mzD4KErd6XI/TumxZ_bIplI/AAAAAAAAASc/pVpLBSKQjcQ/s72-c/76850_1593786296218_1582761010_1378144_5974821_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-7460046091225502103</id><published>2011-12-14T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:09:18.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“MY DECISION IS…….REDEFENSE YOUR PROJECT.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9rEDrJWIgA/TumOS-5ex7I/AAAAAAAAASE/QBBYji2gFps/s1600/24265_1352261618252_1582761010_840527_4176411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9rEDrJWIgA/TumOS-5ex7I/AAAAAAAAASE/QBBYji2gFps/s320/24265_1352261618252_1582761010_840527_4176411_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMsx0G5dX50/TumOb98QPZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zuKfJvWWkSw/s1600/24265_1352262458273_1582761010_840547_7115748_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tMsx0G5dX50/TumOb98QPZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zuKfJvWWkSw/s320/24265_1352262458273_1582761010_840547_7115748_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group project was entitled OVER THE COUNTER MEDICINE VENDING MACHINE. The thesis final defense is originally scheduled on December of 2009 (LOL! Epic fail again! I actually wrote December of 2010 first and was like “hey dude, you graduated one and half years ago on March and today is 2011! Well, it’s just that time flew so fast that I can barely feel it”) but it was changed to February of 2010 (better!) because one of the students is pregnant and her labor was scheduled on January.&lt;br /&gt;The final defense was moved to exactly February 14, 2010. YES! NO JOKE! During Valentines when couples are dating, sharing romantic moments, the Computer engineering batch 2010 are in the electronic room waiting for their respective groups to present  and defend the project that we made which will serves  as a guarantee to finish college.&lt;br /&gt; The first group who presented passed with minor revision. The second group needs to redefense their project with major revision. Our group….? The lead panelist said, “My decision is minor revision but ….you need to redefense your project. That’s all, thank you. “There are only 3 members in my group excluding me and all of them cried after hearing the decision of the panelist. I just don’t know why it didn’t make me cry though I can’t explain the sadness that I’m feeling during that time. (I actually don’t like to go back thinking those tough times though. ) The remaining groups need to redefense their projects as well. &lt;br /&gt;I am living with my classmates during my last year in college so after the unsuccessful defense I went home together with my classmates and when I arrived home, I received an international call. It was my Vietnamese-Chinese friend who lives in Las Vegas. His name is Viet Qouc Li. He is in the same age as mine and he’s a good friend. He greeted me a Happy Valentines Day and I was like “oh yeah, today’s valentines day”. I’m happy that at least somebody made me smile by reminding me that it’s a special day even though I’m sad due to school matter. I greeted him back and told him how’d my group project’s defense go and he told me that it’s okay and that we just have to do it better next time.&lt;br /&gt; The redefense was scheduled on April of 2010. Every graduating student is having unexplainable goose bumps again. Exaggeratedly describing it, it’s like life and death, now or never. It’s truly hard when people see you on a pedestal; intelligent and responsible, because when you fail their expectations, you will also feel like everything fails too.&lt;br /&gt; My group was at the defense room, filling our project with boxes of medicines in its designated tubes when one of our classmates named Bill Dacillo from other group entered the room and helped filling the tubes with medicines. Not so long, our thesis adviser and thesis coordinator came in, informing us to be ready and prepare because the lead panelist arrived already.&lt;br /&gt; After like 10 minutes, the lead panelist entered the room and we’re like “THIS IS IT, THE LAST CHANCE!” We start presenting our project and answering the questions thrown to us. After the presentation is the demonstration. The lead panelist said, “Okey, let me try your project. I want to buy 2 boxes of Medicol.” She ordered using the computer, keying the number of boxes and the number that corresponds to Medicol. She get the 2 boxes that our project dispensed at the dispense area and was shocked saying, “Why Biogesic? I ordered Medicol right?” The thesis advisers, coordinator, my group and even the lead panelist laughed so hard. And I told her there was a mistake in filling the tube. It was Bill’s fault. He filled some Biogesic boxes in the tube that was supposed to be for Medicol. So the lead panelist ordered another medicine and our project dispensed correctly. She said, “You guys, PASSED!” Wow! It feels great! Thank you Lord for letting us passed!&lt;br /&gt; We looked for Bill outside the room and when we saw him we keep on laughing while pinching him saying, “That the heck have you done!!!!!!!!!” And he just laughed saying, “hey, my intention is just to help filling the tubes, promise!!! But CONGRATULATIONS guys!!!hahaha! Woooohoooo!!! Cheers ENGINEERS!!”&lt;br /&gt; Now it’s time for graduation practice and pictorial. Not only that, I was awful when I was informed that our thesis was nominated for Best Thesis and I myself was nominated for Best Programmer award. Although we did not get the award, but the feeling of being nominated for the awards is very overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt; After the graduation program, the instructors, ENGINEERS, and the family of every graduate gathered in our apartment for the party. Happiness  !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Never confuse knowledge with wisdom. By wisdom I mean wrestling with how to live." -Cornel West&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-7460046091225502103?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/7460046091225502103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-decision-isredefense-your-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7460046091225502103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7460046091225502103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-decision-isredefense-your-project.html' title='“MY DECISION IS…….REDEFENSE YOUR PROJECT.”'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W9rEDrJWIgA/TumOS-5ex7I/AAAAAAAAASE/QBBYji2gFps/s72-c/24265_1352261618252_1582761010_840527_4176411_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-8541933282823935823</id><published>2011-12-14T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:04:11.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Thought :)</title><content type='html'>Wow! It’s almost been a couple of years had passed that I did not open my blogsite account. Funny but I almost forgot what my password is (such an epic fail :-| haha! ).  The thought of updating and writing the updates of what happened in my life before  graduating and right after  the goodbyes to my classmates in college (Oh gosh! I haven’t seen some of them in like one and half years now) just randomly crossed my mind. At first, I thought of writing short love stories but then decided to do it after the update of the writer’s life (withew!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-8541933282823935823?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/8541933282823935823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/random-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8541933282823935823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8541933282823935823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/12/random-thought.html' title='A Random Thought :)'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Makati City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>14.554729 121.02444519999995</georss:point><georss:box>14.5293175 120.98976119999995 14.5801405 121.05912919999994</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-8102966360638893971</id><published>2011-06-11T14:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:42:33.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at puerto gallera</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-hFzhof4mqWk/TfPhP_MIHXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cntTTLoVhf8/ColorTouch.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-hFzhof4mqWk/TfPhP_MIHXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cntTTLoVhf8/s400/ColorTouch.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Whatever i do..i think of you babe :-((&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-8102966360638893971?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/8102966360638893971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/06/at-puerto-gallera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8102966360638893971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8102966360638893971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/06/at-puerto-gallera.html' title='at puerto gallera'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-hFzhof4mqWk/TfPhP_MIHXI/AAAAAAAAAR8/cntTTLoVhf8/s72-c/ColorTouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-7582887940070902066</id><published>2011-06-11T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:40:10.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning... :-))</title><content type='html'>I had a good sleep last night maybe coz i chatted with him before i went to bed...i hate to know the fact that he's still the one for me...i want to move on and forget the past.... :-(( im half crazy about you lolo..huhu... &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-7582887940070902066?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/7582887940070902066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7582887940070902066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7582887940070902066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning... :-))'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-1654467231488340655</id><published>2011-04-15T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T12:56:28.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/honeyaiza" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/honeyaiza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-1654467231488340655?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/1654467231488340655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/1654467231488340655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/1654467231488340655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2011/04/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-1587106689810857450</id><published>2010-04-29T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T18:36:29.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Friends with Yourself</title><content type='html'>Buford loved to swim. Luckily, his home had a built-in swimming pool. In fact, his home was one large swimming pool—a pond. Buford, you see, was a pudgy, bulgy-eyed frog.&lt;br /&gt;Buford recognized that he wasn’t much to look at, so he spent most of his time hiding among the slippery weeds that thrived along the edges of his pond. Usually, only the tip of his nose and his big round eyes protruded from the water. And whenever anyone neared the pond, Buford would croak in alarm and plunge out of sight into the deeper water. He really was quite bashful.  Maybe he felt self-conscious because of the brown birthmarks that mottled his green skin.&lt;br /&gt;The other frogs would have little to do with Buford. They have their own circle of froggy friends, but Buford was never included. How he hated his lonely existence! He felt homely, mucky, creepy, sluggish, and dull. Sometimes he even felt like a retard, As a result, he spent his time sitting in the shallows, where he could watch the other frogs having a fun time as they leaped from pad to pad. Buford, the friendless frog. As a frog he was a washout!&lt;br /&gt;On a certain days when the sun’s rays would drench the area with radiant heat, Buford would rivet his courage together and sunbathe high and dry on an exposed surface. He couldn’t laze around for long, of course, or else he would quickly dry up and turn hard and brittle. And too much sun caused his birthmarks to darken. But still it felt mighty nice to loll in the sunshine once in a while, even if he had to do it all by himself. &lt;br /&gt;One warm summer day by Buford lazily stretched himself out on a large lily pad. As the heat washed over his cold, slim body, the lounging Buford drowsed into a lackadaisical mood.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Buford heard footsteps on the bank. Lethargically he rolled his eyes toward the sound, and Buford’s little heart started thumping inside his chest. He caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman. Never had those frog eyes of his focused on such an enchanting person. Her beauty absolutely captivated him.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi, there,” this beauteous vision said. “What’s your name?”&lt;br /&gt;Buford couldn’t even find a raspy croak with which to respond. &lt;br /&gt;“Let’s be friends,” this charmer invited as she splashed her way into the water toward little Buford. Her beauty so transfixed him that he forgot how to jump! She scooped him into her hand and lifted him up to eye level. Buford could tell that she was a princess—no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;“Want a kiss?” she asked. And without waiting for Buford to respond she pressed her lips to the very tip off his nose. Buford felt ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt; But when she gently lowered him to the water, his old reflexes took over, and he vaulted from her hand. With a plop he splashed into the pond and disappeared. With powerful strokes of his hind legs Buford swam to the surface. When he poke his head out of the water, he heard her promise in musical tunes,” I’m coming back to see you tomorrow. I like you.”&lt;br /&gt;At first Buford felt so excited he didn’t think he could wait for tomorrow to arrive. But then his cynicism took over. Why should such an exquisite young woman show an interest in him—a homely old frog?&lt;br /&gt;But true to her word, the enchantress returned the next day. In fact she came daily with a kiss and kind words for Buford, who felt flattered with all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;Buford didn’t realize it, but the affection of this lovely person caused a metamorphosis to take place in his life. No longer did he relish living in the murky pond waters. No longer did he hop about on all fours. No longer did those large brown blotches blemish his complexion. Buford left his froggy feeling behind and turned into a handsome prince!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you remember from childhood days a variation of this tale. Many versions exist. Most emphasized the transforming power of love as symbolized by the kisses of the beautiful maiden.&lt;br /&gt;I supposed one could draw many morals from such a parable. Some of the lessons could be spiritual, some social. It is important for us to recognize that we do have the capacity to build up each other and put each other back together again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you ever hate yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;Have you ever felt like Buford? Just about as slow, low, ugly, puffy, drooped and pooped as Buford? If yes then you can just sit on a lily pad and wait for a prince to change things for you with a magic kiss. But a better way would be to improve your feelings of worth. Learn to like yourself which is essential afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;What does it mean to like yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;We all have a mental picture of ourselves. It reflects our concept of the sort of person we think we are. If you have a healthy “self-like,” it simply means that you have accepted yourself. It does not mean that you are puffed up with self-importance. You make no false claims. Instead, you accept yourself with your faults as well as your strengths, and as you feel you deserve the respect of others. You have learned to build your strengths and compensate your weakness. You are open and sincere. You accept yourself as a worthwhile individual. Such way also frees you spiritually, for you can more fully appreciate God’s acceptance of you as you are and the potential of good within you. If God accepts you for who you are, why should you reject yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn to like yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;Have you struggle the traits like Buford? If so, isn’t it about time to make friends with yourself? If you are carrying a heavy burden of remembered humiliations, failures, embarrassments, and rejections, free yourself now. You don’t have to carry this load for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some ways to improve the self-concept&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;1. Make an inventory of your strength and weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;2. Rebuild your  thought patterns&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn to compensate&lt;br /&gt;4. Develop admirable qualities&lt;br /&gt;5. Never compare yourself to others&lt;br /&gt;6. Give of yourself to others&lt;br /&gt;7. Ask God to make something beautiful out of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to elaborate these things on my next post so keep posted and comments and subscribers are highly appreciated...thanks and god bless :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-1587106689810857450?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/1587106689810857450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-friends-with-yourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/1587106689810857450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/1587106689810857450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-friends-with-yourself.html' title='Making Friends with Yourself'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-7499949088427859863</id><published>2010-04-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:21:31.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOGRAPHY...One of my Passion!</title><content type='html'>This is one of my passion and I’ll bet it’s YOUR passion too. &lt;b&gt;PHOTOGRAPHY&lt;/b&gt;. I love taking pictures. And I can appreciate images that sometimes other people neglected to notice. So I decided to use it as a topic here in my blogsite. First of all, we should know first what do photograph means. Google says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHOTOGRAPH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;is the process, activity and art of creating still or moving pictures by recording radiation on a sensitive medium, such as a photographic film, or an electronic sensor. Light patterns reflected or emitted from objects activate a sensitive chemical or electronic sensor during a timed exposure, usually through a photographic lens in a device known as a camera that also stores the resulting information chemically or electronically. Photography has many uses for business, science, art, and pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own, I define Photograph as an art of beauty, an expression of one's self and a memory. You can express a lot through a photograph like when your sad, it will show you are sad no matter how you tried to look cool in your pose. It keeps memories that can't happen again on the same place at the same time. A simple picture can let a writer write a complete book i should say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to get a good photoshot?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;It’s always an issue when taking a picture especially in group shots. You’ll tend to capture then delete when you don’t like the result. That process is natural for those who don't know yet the techniques in photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROUP SHOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;Here are common group photo mistakes and problems include: &lt;br /&gt;• one or more subjects always seem to be looking away or in different directions &lt;br /&gt;• subjects are blinking&lt;br /&gt;• someone being missing from the photo&lt;br /&gt;• different moods in the group (some smiling, some serious, some playing up to the camera etc)&lt;br /&gt;• the group being too far away or not all fitting into the shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;&lt;b&gt;To get a good group shot:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prepare the location&lt;br /&gt;*think ahead how your subjects gonna pose in the shot so they will not keep on figuring what pose they’ll be posing&lt;br /&gt;*see if there’s any head that was blocked by another head&lt;br /&gt;*take a lot of shots so you can choose which shot is better&lt;br /&gt;*consider the light..too much light at the back of the subject will make the subjects in the photo darker&lt;br /&gt;*make sure your camera is in good condition like if the batteries are bot drained yet. It’s essential.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-7499949088427859863?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/7499949088427859863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/04/photographyone-of-my-passion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7499949088427859863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/7499949088427859863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/04/photographyone-of-my-passion.html' title='PHOTOGRAPHY...One of my Passion!'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-8604198256938170901</id><published>2010-03-13T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:09:34.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aiza dublin life'/><title type='text'>A Piece of Me (A short Glance)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5t5DyzAjLI/AAAAAAAAABw/5KBKmuRGS7Q/s1600-h/bn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5t5DyzAjLI/AAAAAAAAABw/5KBKmuRGS7Q/s320/bn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448081280317033650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is &lt;strong&gt;Aiza Magno-Cañezo Comadizo-Dublin&lt;/strong&gt;. I was named after the popular young singer in her generation or even now: Aiza Seguerra by my grandfather Benigno Cañezo. My birthdate is &lt;strong&gt;October 8, 1988&lt;/strong&gt;. I live in an island usually called next to THE ISLAND OF PARADISE;&lt;strong&gt;Higatangan Island&lt;/strong&gt;,Naval, Biliran. My mother &lt;strong&gt;Sarah Magno-Cañezo &lt;/strong&gt;and she's the BEST MOM for me. My father is &lt;strong&gt;Benecio Comadizo-Dublin &lt;/strong&gt;and i've known him as the coolest guy on earth and the BEST DAD ever. I was the one and only girl and the youngest of the Benecio Dublin’s children. I have three big brothers namely; &lt;strong&gt;Roldan, Ferdinand and Nahum&lt;/strong&gt;. Among the three, I am more comfortable to ask help or ask something from Nahum. I love his company so much because he can cook food and different dishes for me and nanay. He loved mathematics as I did but he’s better than me in that indeed. Maybe loving that subject just runs in our family, my father is good in &lt;strong&gt;MATH&lt;/strong&gt; too I should say coz they say too ^_^. I love music a lot and I guess music loves me too,a lil..haha! I always want to study how to play music instruments like piano and guitar but I dont have enough time and my mother told me that I would just forgot what I have learned because I have no own piano or organ at present. All I have to do for now is to wait for the time that I will have already my own organ. I love computer. When I got my first laptop given to me by my big bro &lt;strong&gt;Ferdz&lt;/strong&gt;, I really played it until the battery drained! Hahaha! As if I have never seen a computer before! I like to discover or explore what else can a computer could do like editing pictures and everything. I’m not a computer wizard but I hope someday I could be one since that was my field. When i got my second laptop still a courtesy of my brother Ferdz I am already sure I knew the true essence of a computer and it's neccessity to human's daily life. I like spending my extra money from my allowance for branded clothes and foot wears when I step college which I found it an overly lavish expenditure attitude and is not good but I just can’t help myself. One of the LIBRAN’S BAD HABIT is spending two much in branded things, gezzzz!!!! I love powder blue colored things. My mom always told me "hey didn't you noticed that almost all your clothes are powder blue in color,could you minimize that?" haha! &lt;br /&gt;I step Day care Center at the age of four. When I'm in school I always ask anything from the nearby small store from the center and since I was a neat &amp; clean kind of kid, the owner of the store freely gives me some stuffs like drinks and bread. My mother didn’t liked what happened because it’s so humiliating according to her so she decided to stop sending me to the center. I went back to the center when I turned five and that time I didn’t do again the things I did when I was four. And during the graduation in Day Care I received the highest award since I was the first one who knows how to read and count numbers among the rest. I step Grade I at the age of seven. At my young age, I made my assignments and projects by myself. I never ask my mother to help me do those things. She will just be surprised if someone will ask her if she made already my project on blah, blah, blah. And then she’ll ask me if I have already my project and I would just stare, smile at her and say,” I’ve submitted it already to my teacher.” That incident was still fresh on my mind. I can say that at my very young age, I can already handle such responsibility handed to me and I’m proud of it as well as my mother. As an elementary pupil, I like to solve elementary mathematics and starting to enjoy math. I oftentimes got the highest grade in that subject than those who have higher grades than me in other academic subjects. That was the start of loving Aiza that subject until I graduated elementary as the first honorable mention. I step high school at the age of thirteen. Still I love math, this time I include Science as an interesting subject and beginning to love it. I graduated high school as the class valedictorian in our batch and received the award of excellence in math and Science. Becoming the class valedictorian to me, to my classmates and to the whole faculty members is a big miracle that happened because they all expected only one person to become the valedictorian of that year, it’s Aireen Mission. Why it happen? Keep on reading my blogs ‘cause I’ll gonna post it soon. It’ll be entitled “Miracle through prayers”.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m in college already. Since I love Math and science, I decided to take up Accountancy or Civil Engineering but when I went here in Tacloban City to enroll, I don’t know, I just found myself filling the registration form and enrolling myself to a &lt;strong&gt;Computer Engineering&lt;/strong&gt; course. Maybe that was God really planned for me because in this course I met the people whom now enjoy their company a lot; MY PASAWAY CLASSMATES!&lt;br /&gt;I always show the real me and I don’t want to pretend just to please anybody and at least I know who I am and what I am and accepting who I am and what I am lets me feel free! Yes, totally free!They said I am a snob type of person, I don’t know, maybe sometimes, it’s just that I talk less to people I am not closed with and I never talk first to people I just meet once in a blue moon because I don’t know their mind, I’m ashamed I will just be rejected. I really don’t understand why people never noticed the good things their fellow have been doing but if you have done something not good unintentionally, they would spend time letting the whole world know what bad things you have done, lol! It’s really true that it would take one decade to prove to a person that you are good inside but it would just take one glimpse to drop out of sight all the good things they know about you. It’s sad to know it but it’s true. Anyway, I don’t have to prove to anybody that I have a good value inside me, who they are anyway? They were just one of the people living in this world, not perfect and wrapped with sin. I just bear in mind that those people who did it to me just want to have A PIECE OF ME! As long as God knows the entire me and my family and my true friends are always there to comfort me in times when I’m down, THERE’S NOTHING FOR ME TO WORRY ABOUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-8604198256938170901?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/8604198256938170901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/03/glimps-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8604198256938170901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/8604198256938170901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2010/03/glimps-of-me.html' title='A Piece of Me (A short Glance)'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5t5DyzAjLI/AAAAAAAAABw/5KBKmuRGS7Q/s72-c/bn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-5136260626824451235</id><published>2009-12-05T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:13:44.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='फिनल defense'/><title type='text'>फिनल देफेनसे</title><content type='html'>whew,final defense is approaching it is originally scheduled this week on December 11-12, 2009. It was actually just fine only if our system already works but unfortunately it was still not done yet so we have to work double time. It really depressed my groupmate who works on the circuit because hardware stuffs are not stable,it might work now but after an hour it will bar down and she has to do the whole thing again and it was not that easy tracing circuits though.&lt;br /&gt;i work on the system program. I was the one who codes for the graphical user interface of our system. And it was not that easy because im not really that wizzard in programming. Iwas actually still digging on it, to learn more and more everyday. And in God's mercy, i was almost done with it. Haizt, i wish we can finish all these things before christmas and i hope final defense will be moved to january next year,,pleaseeeeeeeeee GODDDDDDDD...huhuhu,, :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-5136260626824451235?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/5136260626824451235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/5136260626824451235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/5136260626824451235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='फिनल देफेनसे'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-6804495816019210938</id><published>2009-01-25T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:14:15.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story of Success through Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5u11Anst0I/AAAAAAAAACE/qYFxmSIzIRY/s1600-h/ed4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5u11Anst0I/AAAAAAAAACE/qYFxmSIzIRY/s320/ed4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448148096538949442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to college and learned how to use the computer and surf the net, one of my plans is to publish all the miracles God showed me and when I learned how to post blogs which is otherwise an online diary, I told myself that this is a true meaningful way of informing people that GOD is a LIVING GOD..I promised to tell you the whole story about our graduation, right? So here is it.&lt;br /&gt;It all happened when I was in forth year of coarse. During our first periodical test, I ranked top two in the whole class, the same is through with our second periodical test but during our third grading, I don’t know what happened but my grades decreased which pulled me down to top three. I feel so depressed about it but my mother never asked me why I dropped down to top three. And then after our forth grading exam, our parents were asked to go in school, which they often do every after periodical exam, to sign our report cards and to plan the activities for the graduation. After the lunch break I went back to school walking alone. Walking alone had lead me to think about our upcoming graduation day. At that time, I doubt myself if I still made it to the top three because as what I have observed, I got low scores in some of my subjects. Of course, nobody wants to be left behind by their classmates and most of all a lot of students wished to become the class valedictorian for that batch. And then suddenly, I am talking to God as if I see Him in person. I said, “God, how about if I will asked you to give the Valedictorian award for our batch, would you grant it?” And then suddenly, I smiled bitterly and said, “uhmm, I’m so ambitious God, right? I asked you too much..And I’m bad ‘cause I keep on asking you anything and you keep on granting it all for me but still I forgot oftentimes to communicate with you and to thank you for all the blessings I received and another thing is it’s impossible because I was the top two from first to second grading but decreased to top three during the third grading but then God, I’m just trying to ask you this ‘cause in you, nothing is impossible, right? And who knows you will give it to me.” I was like a fool that time talking alone, the advantage is, there’s no one walking in that highway except me since there were two highways going to school. Then I close my eyes while walking and saying this prayer, “Lord, let me be the Valedictorian this year please Lord, I know I’m too much for asking this but I need to, I want to give honor to my parents especially my father” I keep on repeating that lines with a closed eyes until I feel I almost reach the gate of our school and open my eyes swiftly so that no one will see me walking with my eyes closed. When I passed the gate I saw the vendor in our school, selling any kind of stuff to eat and he joked at me this way, “Wow, here comes the class valedictorian!” I was shocked by the words that came out from his mouth and think a little while if he read and know what I have prayed a while ago, and then suddenly, I understand that he said it unintentionally, I smile bitterly again just like what I did when I asked God my request and said, “Hehe, of coarse not, I won’t be able to be what you said, It’s impossible” Then He said, “Okay, Salutatorian”, then I answered, “Maybe I would just rank top four this time ‘cause I got low scores in my exams.”, then he said, “It’s just okay, at least your one of the top ten right?”, and then I smiled at him and walked going to my group of friends who were hanging around after buying from him.&lt;br /&gt;When I was about to reach the place where my friends stayed, they teased me the way the vendor teased me. “Wow, here comes the class valedictorian”. I just laugh ‘cause I know they were just saying those lines without any other intention but to tease me then suddenly a thought came to my mind, why did they teased me the same way like the vendor did? Did they know I wished and asked God to make me the class valedictorian in our batch? I just ignored my thought because I know nobody knows what I prayed a while ago since I never told it to anybody yet and most of all nobody can read what’s in my mind at that time. When all the parents were already in our classroom, all the candidates for top ten were called to witness the opening of the cartolina that covers the names and rankings of the honor students. I was the last one to enter the room and almost all the pairs of eye were looking at me. The principal and teachers were smiling at me as if I have done something good. I don’t know why I felt unease and a little nervous then my science teacher; Mrs. Rosete teased me, “uyyy!!! Kinakabahan siya!” I just smiled at her. When the principal announced that he’s going to reveal already the rankings of the top ten students, my math teacher; Mrs. Tan told me, “Keep your eyes on the board” and smiled. When the principal takes off the Cartolina and saw the rankings, all my classmates, some of the parents who where there who didn’t expect the result, my mother and even me were shocked. I ranked top one which means I am the class valedictorian! I gain the attention of all who were there. In myself, I don’t know how to react; if I must be happy or not because I think Aireen deserves more the position but the first thing that comes in mind is to think of God. I don’t know why he did it and why he answered my prayer. All I can do is to thank him a million times. He just showed to me how true the saying “More Prayers, More Power!” was.&lt;br /&gt;When the meeting was adjourned, I went outside and received a lot of congrats from my classmates and friends. I don’t know what I feel when I saw their eyes full of sincerity in congratulating me and I can see that they were so happy for me. When I saw the vendor at the gate, he smiled and said, “I told you, you just don’t believed me” I laughed and thanked him and said, “Nagdilang anghel ka lang!”&lt;br /&gt;You may be confused why I made it? God used the extra curricular activities I have joined. I was brought to Naval for the Science competition alone and brought to Naval again with my other two classmates to compete with different schools for the Math Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;My mother told me that my father cried when he heard the news about my achievement. I hold back my tears while listening to my mother’s story. Now I understand why God granted my request. It’s because of my father who is ill at that time because of diabetes. I know how proud my father was for me and I was so happy that I gave him honor in my valedictory address. He’s been my escort during the graduation march. I let him and mother attach my medals simultaneously with my brother Ferdz taking pictures of us.&lt;br /&gt;Look how easy my request had been granted by God and how easy an achievement to have. It’s just working for your request, although in my experience I really didn’t work for it, it’s just a mere miracle, while praying and trusting to God that he’ll grant it because as what God said in my life verse taken from JOHN 15:7, “IF YOU REMAIN IN ME AND MY WORDS REMAINS IN YOU, ASK WHATEVER YOU WISH AND IT WILL BE GIVEN TO YOU.”&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit of advise, don’t question or doubt God’s fairness or ability to grant your request because it may not be exactly what you asked for but it is always what GOD knows is best for you. Never stop praying and thanking him for every little thing God had done for you, it’s healthy. My experience had just proven that GOD HATES SIN BUT LOVES THE SINNER. Don’t frown, GOD LOVES YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8648993257793935760-6804495816019210938?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/6804495816019210938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/01/story-of-success-through-prayers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/6804495816019210938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/6804495816019210938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/01/story-of-success-through-prayers.html' title='A Story of Success through Prayers'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S5u11Anst0I/AAAAAAAAACE/qYFxmSIzIRY/s72-c/ed4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8648993257793935760.post-3942717982568319172</id><published>2009-01-25T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:22:22.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best (A Surprise from God)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened when I was already in college, second year second semester to be exact, in my Physics 2 subject. My instructor; Engr. Elizaga, informed us that whoever got perfect on our first two long quizzes or got perfect score in one of our major exams will exempt in our major exams from prelims to finals.&lt;br /&gt;During our first quiz, I prayed and really pushed so hard to get perfect score but so sad to say I never made it. During our second quiz, I did harder than the first quiz but still I never did it. I lost hope to be exempted because I’m sure I won’t be able to make it during the exam ‘cause for sure we’ll have a harder physics problems that the problems we had in our quizzes. I bear in my mind that God maybe is mad at me because he never granted my two-time request and I felt a little disappointment in Him which I know not a good thing to be feel about.&lt;br /&gt;During the prelim exam, two of my irregular classmates got exempted since they made it during the first two quizzes. I prayed silently before taking the exam. This time, I ask again God to help me make it (to get perfect score) and told Him that that would be the last time I would ask Him to help me made it and would not ask Him again whether I got exempted or not. After the exam, I have reflected that I was so bad. I was the one who asked a favor from Him but I requested so harshly as if He was the one who needs me. After reflecting, I asked His forgiveness immediately.&lt;br /&gt;The result of the exam really shocked me and made my instructor burst a big WOW. God once again showed His miracle upon me. I was the only one who got perfect score which mean, I will be exempted from midterm exams up to final, my… it could really minimized the stress of studying in the whole semester. I again reflected. God really had a plan for everything. He never let me do it during the quizzes but really brought a nice surprise after all. God really is very faithful with His promise that if His word remains in you and you remain in Him, he will grant whatever the desires of your heart. I am really sorry for feeling a little disappointment in Him at the start. I bear in my mind that God is always fair at all time. We are valued as we are. Life is good as it is given. The future is open. And this is the one objective and everlasting truth: In God our sins are forgiven. We may receive this gift and live.&lt;br /&gt;Let me leave you this:&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus is enough! His peace is enough to keep you CONTENTED. His joy is enough to keep you STRONG. His love is enough to keep you FULFILLED. His grace is enough to make you COMPLETE. His blood is enough to keep you CLEAN. His power is enough to make you VICTORIOUS. His presence is enough to keep you FREE.&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/8648993257793935760-3942717982568319172?l=honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/feeds/3942717982568319172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-best-surprise-from-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/3942717982568319172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8648993257793935760/posts/default/3942717982568319172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honeyaiza8888.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-best-surprise-from-god.html' title='My Best (A Surprise from God)'/><author><name>Aiza Cañezo-Dublin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17982791361899785979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8FaWjLrTSto/S83KjHZvZVI/AAAAAAAAALo/kk52F-cY9vo/S220/new9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
