<?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-5140618859559993179</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:39:29.173+08:00</updated><category term='Hearts'/><category term='PETA'/><category term='Victoria&apos;s Secret'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='2011'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='One of the Boys'/><category term='Alicia Keys'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='Animal Cruelty'/><category term='wimbledon'/><category term='Maria Sharapova'/><category term='Circus'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Nike'/><category term='sharapova'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='Guinea Pigs'/><category term='Wall E'/><category term='The Diary of a Call Girl'/><category term='Kalinga'/><category term='Katy Perry'/><category term='Positive thinking'/><category term='Charts'/><category term='Love Poems'/><category term='Kentucky Fried Cruelty'/><category term='US open'/><category term='Marie Digby'/><category term='Imeem'/><category term='Miranda Kerr'/><category term='X-mas'/><category term='Immortals'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Kristin Stewart'/><category term='Quarantine'/><category term='Alessandra Ambrosio'/><category term='Deppression'/><category term='Robert Pattinson'/><category term='Leona Lewis'/><category term='Schizophrenia'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Lindsay Ellingson'/><category term='Chris Brown'/><category term='CAR'/><title type='text'>The Miseducation of Jan Ashlee</title><subtitle type='html'>speak...think...love...hate...emancipate</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-147444399922573196</id><published>2012-01-12T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:30:37.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence is Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy new year, dear readers! I hope you’re feeling rested, rejuvenated, and oh-so-fashionably ready for 2012, because our team has got a lot of goodies in store for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Our little team has been out and about for the last few weeks, embarking on field trips and interviews, brainstorming never-before-seen stories for our columns, and just getting pumped up to produce something BIG. &amp;nbsp;I am very excited and honored to write and share ideas which can help you look fab this season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;What is important about fashion? Confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you wear clothes with confidence? That means being just okay with what&amp;nbsp;you put on in the morning, and it means more than simply following the&amp;nbsp;trends. It means feeling great in your clothes, looking poised and being sure&amp;nbsp;of yourself in all situations. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Confidence is like an invisible coat that everyone can see. &amp;nbsp;People know if you’ve got it or don’t. &amp;nbsp;The guy who has that swagger in his step, the chick that has the ability to command a room while wearing a plain white T, jeans and flip flops, or the bloke that can move mountains with his mind. Yep, it&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;matter what you wear coz if you have the confidence you have the power to wear whatever you want&amp;nbsp;without&amp;nbsp;looking... errr.... stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love dressing up but sometimes I get so overwhelmed with everything that's trending in fashion, and when that happens, there's nothing better than throwing on basics like a white tee and your favorite denim. It's fresh, effortless, and in my book, you can absolutely never go wrong here. Plus, you can get a little wild with your accessories, which is always super fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5VbSE2XS_k/Tw6o0q0A3rI/AAAAAAAAAsk/G5gNAFQWU_4/s1600/white+t+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5VbSE2XS_k/Tw6o0q0A3rI/AAAAAAAAAsk/G5gNAFQWU_4/s400/white+t+109.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV6e1bCsndI/Tw6YfrudNGI/AAAAAAAAAsc/zQwLYjyvEbQ/s1600/white+t+185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CV6e1bCsndI/Tw6YfrudNGI/AAAAAAAAAsc/zQwLYjyvEbQ/s400/white+t+185.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can never go wrong with a white tee, a pair of jeans and sparkly heels! just add confidence and your good to go!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpOgvlDZ4B8/Tw62AXupXBI/AAAAAAAAAss/itollVze1Lk/s1600/Picture-10.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="391" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpOgvlDZ4B8/Tw62AXupXBI/AAAAAAAAAss/itollVze1Lk/s400/Picture-10.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 21px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Audrina Patridge strikes the perfect balance between easy-going and trendy: tie-dyed skinny jeans, peep toe pumps and a white tee. Classy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-147444399922573196?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/147444399922573196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=147444399922573196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/147444399922573196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/147444399922573196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/confidence-is-fashion.html' title='Confidence is Fashion'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5VbSE2XS_k/Tw6o0q0A3rI/AAAAAAAAAsk/G5gNAFQWU_4/s72-c/white+t+109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5739756140889156349</id><published>2012-01-02T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:54:40.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalinga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAR'/><title type='text'>My 1st Adventure This 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ZI9mV-fH4/TwFXv9CMm-I/AAAAAAAAArY/7CBmqohYBTs/s1600/2011+March+19-23+Kalinga4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ZI9mV-fH4/TwFXv9CMm-I/AAAAAAAAArY/7CBmqohYBTs/s640/2011+March+19-23+Kalinga4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See you next week!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5739756140889156349?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5739756140889156349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5739756140889156349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5739756140889156349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5739756140889156349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/1st.html' title='My 1st Adventure This 2012'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9ZI9mV-fH4/TwFXv9CMm-I/AAAAAAAAArY/7CBmqohYBTs/s72-c/2011+March+19-23+Kalinga4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7872547050976331973</id><published>2012-01-02T14:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:16:36.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria&apos;s Secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alessandra Ambrosio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay Ellingson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miranda Kerr'/><title type='text'>Okay, So who wants to have a Slumber Party with these girls??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxyc1kFGEBQ/TwFZrAxK42I/AAAAAAAAArk/xgCaum-yQQE/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxyc1kFGEBQ/TwFZrAxK42I/AAAAAAAAArk/xgCaum-yQQE/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7872547050976331973?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7872547050976331973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7872547050976331973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7872547050976331973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7872547050976331973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-so-who-wants-to-have-slumber-party.html' title='Okay, So who wants to have a Slumber Party with these girls??'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jxyc1kFGEBQ/TwFZrAxK42I/AAAAAAAAArk/xgCaum-yQQE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7946974386011055923</id><published>2012-01-02T14:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:17:31.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Immortals'/><title type='text'>Immortals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUAZLCqGA3o/TwFZ9ox-0xI/AAAAAAAAArw/49OgIHx8gAg/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUAZLCqGA3o/TwFZ9ox-0xI/AAAAAAAAArw/49OgIHx8gAg/s640/0.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best films I've seen this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7946974386011055923?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7946974386011055923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7946974386011055923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7946974386011055923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7946974386011055923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-of-best-films-ive-seen-this-year.html' title='Immortals'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LUAZLCqGA3o/TwFZ9ox-0xI/AAAAAAAAArw/49OgIHx8gAg/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2814102477798190510</id><published>2010-01-23T09:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:14:53.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria for Cole Haan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6P2pHNAgn8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6P2pHNAgn8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2814102477798190510?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2814102477798190510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2814102477798190510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2814102477798190510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2814102477798190510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/maria-for-cole-haan.html' title='Maria for Cole Haan'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7965713774709433484</id><published>2009-09-12T20:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:05:37.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Sharapova'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='US open'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nike'/><title type='text'>Maria... US Open Fashion Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Sharapova showed up at the U.S. Open, ready to play some serious tennis and sporting some serious style ... and oh, a $1000 diamond earrings made for her by architect Frank Gehry and Tiffany &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her Day dress &lt;/strong&gt;is a dusty-pink with fluorescent green shoulder straps and piping. Of course, the Russian will have a &lt;strong&gt;matching visor and a jacket&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZZF-ifJI/AAAAAAAAAog/T1A9Uw86A_U/s1600-h/sharapova_day_dress_us-open-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZZF-ifJI/AAAAAAAAAog/T1A9Uw86A_U/s320/sharapova_day_dress_us-open-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562836204453010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquY4gbxhnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kFH-bD95U0c/s1600-h/US%2BOpen%2BDay%2B6%2BELmPWmvfEmkl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquY4gbxhnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kFH-bD95U0c/s320/US%2BOpen%2BDay%2B6%2BELmPWmvfEmkl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562276370712178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZgMFC5aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vddGdnu6TTg/s1600-h/sharapova_day_jacket_us-open-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZgMFC5aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/vddGdnu6TTg/s320/sharapova_day_jacket_us-open-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562958101439906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;night version of the dress&lt;/strong&gt; is a combination of navy blue, almost midnight, and silver color blocks and piping. A jacket with oversized hood will make Sharapova warm during cold evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZOoAzIFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/g4eO_dQEJsc/s1600-h/sharapova_night_dress_us-open-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZOoAzIFI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/g4eO_dQEJsc/s320/sharapova_night_dress_us-open-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562656362176594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZTjNtbII/AAAAAAAAAoY/FhaykBG5ZaU/s1600-h/sharapova_night_jacket_us-open-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquZTjNtbII/AAAAAAAAAoY/FhaykBG5ZaU/s320/sharapova_night_jacket_us-open-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562740973497474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquY_GXJOyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xur7lA3FU64/s1600-h/US%2BOpen%2BDay%2B2%2BUUaoXsf9nBXl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SquY_GXJOyI/AAAAAAAAAoI/xur7lA3FU64/s320/US%2BOpen%2BDay%2B2%2BUUaoXsf9nBXl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380562389631056674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Although she lost to Melanie Oudin, Her style is a sure grandslam winner....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7965713774709433484?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7965713774709433484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7965713774709433484&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7965713774709433484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7965713774709433484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/09/maria-us-open-fashion-winner.html' title='Maria... 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You are generous with your time, giving of your energy, lavish with your unselfish deeds.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your continual acts of courage and kindness brighten each day. What you did for us will glow in my memory, reviving pleasant feelings every time I think about it. I appreciate you, and I thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jan Ashlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7049522250823930980?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7049522250823930980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7049522250823930980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7049522250823930980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7049522250823930980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/08/yellow-ribbon-of-hope.html' title='Yellow Ribbon Of Hope'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SnRC4y8AEJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Uxcag442PoQ/s72-c/yellow_ribbon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1000478349206698150</id><published>2009-07-25T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:39:40.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guinea Pigs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Sooo Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbAppj00nZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PbAppj00nZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1000478349206698150?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1000478349206698150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1000478349206698150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1000478349206698150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1000478349206698150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/07/sooo-funny.html' title='Sooo Funny'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5606062457857904560</id><published>2009-06-22T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:50:36.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wimbledon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharapova'/><title type='text'>Wimbledon 2009</title><content type='html'>Yeah! I have a new laptop, and so the blogging continues......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9CmFoHDPeNw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9CmFoHDPeNw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;Today is the first day of the most awaited All England Grass tournament.... Wimbledon. Too bad Rafa is out of the tournament bec. of injuries, but I think the main highlight will be on:&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;Maria Sharapova - The comeback, French Open is not her thing but Wimbledon is! she won this grand slam last 2004 and I am soooo damn hoping she will win again. I wonder what will be her all white outfit this season, her last year's dress is sooo HOT!&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Sj9ZQE4vHzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/167j_zK2r0Y/s1600-h/sharapova-wimbledon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Sj9ZQE4vHzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/167j_zK2r0Y/s320/sharapova-wimbledon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350093015063928626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go! masha! go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5606062457857904560?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5606062457857904560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5606062457857904560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5606062457857904560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5606062457857904560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/wimbledon-2009.html' title='Wimbledon 2009'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Sj9ZQE4vHzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/167j_zK2r0Y/s72-c/sharapova-wimbledon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7139143402791954687</id><published>2009-04-20T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:16:26.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>User Friendly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I just don’t understand how people are sooo afraid to be their own person. I mean, who cares what other people think? Seriously. I’m so frustrated lately with people who do things just because other people are doing them. It’s just so annoying seeing all these FAKE people out there…(I’m sorry if this is offending anybody). I’m serious though…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how nowadays, barely anyone is real anymore. What I mean by real is, well, people with personality…their own personality, and people who don’t just go along with something…people that have an opinion(s), etc… I mean, I don’t know about anyone else, but right away I can tell when a person is fake. I don’t know what it is about them, but normally there is just something fishy about the certain individual. I mean…I’ve realized this - Most of my “friends” have turned out to be fake. Like…many of them have actually done a really good job of pretending….pretending to be my friend…but in reality, they were just fake people, who ended up screwing me over and hurting me over and over again. I can’t even count how many times my so-called “friends” turned out to be fake, but made me think for the longest time that they were real…and fun to hang around. Come on people, in reality…well at least in this present time, it’s hard to find real, true friends…ones that won’t screw you over, and make you feel like shit, and like you’re worthless and make you cry over and over again. &lt;strong&gt;Some make friends to get friends and to get something from those "friends"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just say I can count the number of true friends that I have on a couple of fingers…&lt;br /&gt;*You know who you guys are…thanks for never screwing me over like everyone else and always being there for me.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7139143402791954687?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7139143402791954687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7139143402791954687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7139143402791954687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7139143402791954687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/04/user-friendly.html' title='User Friendly'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2583638361539034454</id><published>2009-02-14T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:03:24.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Happy V Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SZW008_WaeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ruTY6urONSY/s1600-h/ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SZW008_WaeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ruTY6urONSY/s320/ash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302342958116661730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Love for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extent to which I love you cannot be captured in words or in a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible to count everything I love about you by any number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The depths in which my soul holds you close could not be measured in feet or any distance traveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no name, not even the most perfect of names that could justify the love expressed in what you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are not enough words in existence to describe what I feel when you hold me tight and gaze into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible to have a phrase that could capture the essence of my hearts desire when you are with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But if there were a number, it would be infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were a distance, it would be endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were name, it would be true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were words, they would be burning passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there were a phrase, it would be I love you in everything that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jan Ashlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2583638361539034454?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2583638361539034454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2583638361539034454&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2583638361539034454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2583638361539034454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day.html' title='Happy V Day!'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SZW008_WaeI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ruTY6urONSY/s72-c/ash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-234254548666016092</id><published>2009-02-03T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:07:02.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stubborn Mind... Foolish Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SYhcdXJYfRI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/r5VcLH5jw3k/s1600-h/portrait-of-a-sad-man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298586621100719378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SYhcdXJYfRI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/r5VcLH5jw3k/s320/portrait-of-a-sad-man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day my mind asks me what I am doing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I staying in this dead end relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every night when I go home to my lonely room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My heart takes over and before I know it I am at your door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance to touch you, to look into those brown eyes, just one more chance to say that I love you, to show you that I love you…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in my mind that I am not what you want… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I was, you would be mine… but you aren’t… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I was, then you would see the pain that you are putting my heart through and you would show me you love me… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I was, then you would promise me forever and mean it…&lt;br /&gt;But my foolish heart just refuses to move on… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think during the day that I am going to walk away… that I am going to throw myself into seeing other people and get over you; but at night, my heart breaks at the thought of being in anyone’s arms but yours… at night my heart rules and my head is put to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day I am depressed and disappointed in myself for being weak and staying with you…&lt;br /&gt;But at night it is the only place I can be…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps saying tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow… tomorrow will be the day that I will walk away… I storm to your room all full of righteous indignation for you stringing me along… telling myself that I am going to rip in to you and tell you to KISS MY ASS!!! Then you walk through your door and all my anger just melts at the sight of you… All my righteous indignation is put to rest as I listen to your day… All my hurt burns away in the strength of the love I have for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know that I will always be this way… I certainly hope not…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I pray that you will run from me… that you will shove me aside and break my heart completely so that I can heal… but for now… my heart breaks with the rising sun and heals with the setting of it… and I am lost in you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in your smile, in your eyes, in your life and your problems, in your issues and complaints… I love you far more than I love myself and so I suffer through the unanswered questions and the unrequited love and the agony of being last in your life… the agony of knowing that my heart is your home but yours is not mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does me no good to complain because this is a self made hell and if I was half the man I ought to be I would walk away… but my heart… my ever hopeful, ever naïve, ever longing heart…. Won’t let me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. totally, unconditionally… I love you and it eat's me bit by bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you break up with someone you move on. You don't really want to move on... but you have to because they don't give you any choice."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jan Ashlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-234254548666016092?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/234254548666016092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=234254548666016092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/234254548666016092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/234254548666016092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/02/stubborn-mind-foolish-heart.html' title='Stubborn Mind... Foolish Heart'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SYhcdXJYfRI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/r5VcLH5jw3k/s72-c/portrait-of-a-sad-man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5134575774717800089</id><published>2009-01-09T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:12:55.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hard to Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i don't know what to say! all the things i've gone through, well... all i can say is that you should not give all your trust, your love and your everything to the person you loved the most. though it seems that you can't live without that person. it would protect you from being hurt to the extent that no matter how you cry it all out and try to get out from that unexplainable pain, it seems that death is the only way out. that is what i feel when i first handled my broken heart. it's really hard to move on and to let go. it's just easy to say but really hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan Ashlee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5134575774717800089?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5134575774717800089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5134575774717800089&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5134575774717800089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5134575774717800089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-hard-to-let-go.html' title='It&apos;s Hard to Let Go'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-3029371240480226340</id><published>2009-01-06T21:03:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:39:09.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia Keys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wall E'/><title type='text'>Year 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SXwvQWo1SUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/krgc9dsHO_U/s1600-h/ash.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295159219882117442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SXwvQWo1SUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/krgc9dsHO_U/s320/ash.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Top 10 Songs of 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I kissed A Girl (And I Liked It) - Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No Air - Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Take A Bow - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Better In Time - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Paper Planes - MIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bleeding Love - Leona Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. That's What You Get - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Little Miss Obsessive - Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Like Youll Never See Me Again - Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Man That Can't Be Moved - The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Band of the Year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Paramore&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buoyed by the popular singles "Misery Business," "crushcrushcrush," and "That's What You Get," Riot! turned Paramore into industry darlings, going platinum within its first 13 months of release and earning the band a Grammy nomination for Best New Artist. The group toured exhaustively in support of the record, even landing a two-month jaunt across the continental U.S. with their idols Jimmy Eat World. Meanwhile, Paramore found time to contribute two songs to the Twilight soundtrack, including the Top 40 single "Decode." A live album entitled The Final Riot! was released several weeks after the Twilight soundtrack, capturing the band's energy as a live act and concluding its lengthy tour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Male Artist of the Year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Brown's 2007 release "Exclusive" comes in at No. 13 on the year-end Top Billboard 200 Albums recap, while he places five titles on the Hot 100 Songs tally: "No Air" (his duet with Jordin Sparks at No. 6), "With You" (No. 9), "Forever" (No. 10), "Kiss Kiss" (featuring T-Pain at No. 19) and "Get Like Me" (David Banner featuring Brown at No. 66). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only the fourth time one artist has notched three singles in the top 10 of the year-end songs list. The last time was in 1994, when Ace of Base did the trick with "The Sign" (No. 1), "All That She Wants" (No. 9) and "Don't Turn Around" (No. 10). Before that, the Bee Gees did it in 1978 and Elvis Presley shook up the list in 1956.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Female Artist of the year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Billboard issued its Year-End Charts and from the list, it is revealed Alicia Keys' "As I Am" lands atop on Top 10 Albums. Josh Groban's "Noel" and Lil Wayne's "Tha Carter III" follow on the chart at number two and three respectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside securing number one on Top 10 Albums, Alicia also puts her song "No One" on the top spot of Top 10 Most-Listened-To Radio Songs. Beating down such hit singles, as Flo Rida's "Low", Leona Lewis' "Bleeding Love" and Timbaland's "Apologize" featuring OneRepublic, the single has, according to Nielsen SoundScan, drawn 3.08 billion radio listeners between November 12, 2007 through November 16, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Artist of the year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Leona Lewis and Katy Perry&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SX2A43gDEYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/pvOPwchRe9g/s1600-h/big_leona_lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295530451316969858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SX2A43gDEYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/pvOPwchRe9g/s320/big_leona_lewis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her debut single, "UR So Gay," generated some online buzz with its mischievous lyrics and accompanying music video. However, "I Kissed a Girl" proved to be her true breakthrough single, topping the charts in 20 countries and pushing its accompanying album, 2008's One of the Boys, into the Top Ten in America. Perry supported her debut by joining the Warped Tour that summer and appearing in an episode of The Young and the Restless. Meanwhile, "Hot N Cold" became her second number one hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis auditioned for The X Factor in the summer of 2006 and won the third series competition in December of that year. Lewis' debut single, a soulful cover of Kelly Clarkson's "A Moment Like This" (Clarkson's own debut American Idol showcase single), was the number one single in the U.K. at the turn of the year, including the coveted "Christmas Number One." Along with her TV-driven U.K. success, Leona Lewis signed an American recording deal with Clive Davis' J Records in February 2007. By the end of the year, she had launched her debut album, Spirit, in England, and watched it go to the top of the charts (along with the single "Bleeding Love"). The American release followed in 2008, with similar success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album of the year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;One of the Boys - Katy Perry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her album has more fun with gender-confused dating among high-maintenance twentysomethings—bicurious straight girls, boys who change their minds like girls, girls you can’t afford, tomboys who shave their legs so you’ll make out with them. Perry’s creative-writing-class punch lines don’t always justify her self-congratulatory drag-queen tone. But she hiccups quirkily enough, and myriad big-name producers (from Dr. Luke to Glen Ballard) keep the new-wave synth hooks hopping. “Hot N Cold” shamelessly camps up the aerobic electro of Cher’s “Believe.” When tempos slow and the sarcastic mood turns sincere, things bland out—but those moments are rare, and “Lost” feels outer-space-lonely enough to pull off its melancholy.Perry brings a unique and clever sense of fun and humor to this CD, all the while managing to create stories that you want to hear again and again. Rebellion aside, don’t assume that her debut is one dimensional. The album is chalk full of beats that are sure to have you running to the dance floor and auditioning for American Idol in your mirror, but it also brings with it a sincerity and depth found in the softer songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SX1_baX2XrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ir5JEQk0xRA/s1600-h/wall_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295528845770120882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SX1_baX2XrI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ir5JEQk0xRA/s320/wall_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie of the year:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wall - E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The gorgeous, wordless first half has the comic grandeur of a Chaplin film; the second half is a biting satire of commercialism that's far more effective than Michael Moore ever was. And yet at its root this is simply a romance, achingly tender and true, about a lonely little robot and his search for love. Breathtaking in its beauty, scope, intelligence and charm, 'WALL-E' isn't just a Pixar masterpiece -- it's a masterpiece, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Comeback:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Britney Spears looked a sure-fire LOSER when she went into meltdown and ended up under psychiatric assessment in January as the battle for custody of her kids took its toll. But she ends the year a WINNER – perhaps the biggest of all – for her astonishing, Lazarus-style comeback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;info from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.billboard.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.billboard.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-3029371240480226340?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3029371240480226340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=3029371240480226340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3029371240480226340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3029371240480226340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-2008.html' title='Year 2008'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SXwvQWo1SUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/krgc9dsHO_U/s72-c/ash.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-814231935242487117</id><published>2008-12-18T20:28:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:42:57.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leona Lewis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quarantine'/><title type='text'>Holiday Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282957828436231250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SVDWJ5dPhFI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SCh2j9_S8kU/s320/scasf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Sem break!! Holiday!! At last, I can breath for a while.... I miss my blogsite, I have a lot to&lt;br /&gt;talk about I dn't even know where to start, hopefuly Ill get a new laptop this coming January. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-mas is here, can you feel it? I spent a big amount of money reluctantly shopping gifts for my friends,&lt;br /&gt;relatives and inaanaks. My frustrating Santa Dreams is really awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Emptied bank accounts, emptied wallet, Oh Lord, I can really feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 2&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SUpNEaQFxZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iaqL-tnIHw8/s1600-h/ygj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281118251206952338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SUpNEaQFxZI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/iaqL-tnIHw8/s320/ygj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's December and it's the time of the year when big music superstars release their&lt;br /&gt;albums, this includes: Beyonce, Kanye West, Britney Spears etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Speaking of Britney It's nice to know that she's back with a number 1 album "Circus" A lot of music Moguls claims that it is the best comeback of all time, what can you say??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BTW, I got the new Kyla "Heart to Heart" Album. Can somebody get me the Amy Winehouse repackaged album "Frank"? (I wish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SVDVTT4xylI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UUtF-KLlczI/s1600-h/quarantine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282956890638240338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SVDVTT4xylI/AAAAAAAAAlY/UUtF-KLlczI/s320/quarantine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Has anyone seen the movie "Quarantine"? I went into this movie with fairly vague expectations - however I am a fan of scary movies, and not to mention a big fan of Jennifer Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarantine is a remake of the 2007 Spanish picture REC where a news reporter and her cameraman find themselves tagging along on a rescue call with some police as ride alongs and get quite a bit more a story than they bargain for.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like some nasty experiments which speed up the rabies disease have gotten out of the laboratory. It's that distress call that Jennifer Carpenter and Steve Harris are answering. When they get in there, they can't get out and neither can any of the residents. They've been quarantined by the CDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie made me physically sick. The content of the movie was what I expected, sort of...but the constant shaking and moving of the camera throughout the ENTIRE MOVIE caused me to become nauseated with a headache.try it. scary. funny and stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout the MMFF movies?? well, what can I expect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My holiday Season LSS? Leona’s new single, "Run"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Run" is a cover of the Snow Patrol song, It became the UK's fastest-selling digital release ever, selling 69,244 copies in just two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" src="http://www.offuhuge.com/Main.swf" width="464" height="353" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" flashvars="conf=http://www.offuhuge.com/flv_player/data/playerConfigEmbed/198090.xml&amp;amp;guide=http://www.offuhuge.com/flv_player/data/guide/198090.xml&amp;amp;banner=http://www.offuhuge.com/flv_player/data/banner.xml&amp;amp;commercial=http://www.offuhuge.com/flv_player/data/commercial/198090.xml" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.offuhuge.com/media/198090/Leona"&gt;Leona Lewis Run Music Video&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, I do have one reservation about this version. I’ve sat down and listened to the Snow Patrol version, and I’ve listened to the BBC Live Lounge version. My bone of contention with this version is how overblown the whole production is. It starts off nice and subtle, but by the end, there are children’s choirs, massive orchestra, and I distinctly heard the clank of a kitchen sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, in the midst of it all is Leona’s beautiful voice. She manages to swing between whispering, delicate vocals in the intro to powerful during the climax of the song. And she does it effortlessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon would remind us that she’s Britain’s hottest vocal talent right now, and for once he wouldn’t be blowing smoke up our asses. Run is a timely reminder that Leona is the X Factor contestant to beat, even two years later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Holidays!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jan Ashlee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-814231935242487117?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/814231935242487117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=814231935242487117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/814231935242487117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/814231935242487117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-glory.html' title='Holiday Glory'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SVDWJ5dPhFI/AAAAAAAAAlg/SCh2j9_S8kU/s72-c/scasf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2984153594864582510</id><published>2008-12-02T01:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:45:44.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristin Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-mas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Im still busy... (so much)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/STQd3aQSmeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MQxXvv6NjKY/s1600-h/twilight-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274873901335353826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/STQd3aQSmeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MQxXvv6NjKY/s320/twilight-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just seen "Twilight" recently... makes me want to live in "Forks Town"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this movie for the movie it was, nothing more. If you try and compare this movie to the book, of course you're going to end up hating the movie, because the book is, by far, way better. First of all, the movie does start off kind of slow. It's the type of film where they expect you to know everything about the story line in the first 10-15 minutes of the movie. It also does get kind of boring at parts, and some performances could've been better in many ways, but still, in my opinion, this movie indeed rocked. The characters were very well established, the fight/suspense scenes were cool and exciting, and I even began to shed a few tears with the every now and then romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I don't see how anyone can flat out hate this movie. It was very fun and entertaining and although it didn't "live up" to the book, it did a very good job, and to me, it was the best it could be without going too far into necessary details and focusing too much on describing each individual character perfectly. Great movie, needs a little bit more respect than it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Xmas is coming....keep your gifts coming too :) Haaaay.....Im sooo busy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mabilisang review lang to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jan Ashlee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2984153594864582510?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2984153594864582510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2984153594864582510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2984153594864582510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2984153594864582510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-busy-so-much.html' title='Im still busy... (so much)'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/STQd3aQSmeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MQxXvv6NjKY/s72-c/twilight-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6987047801368261109</id><published>2008-10-28T13:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:59:07.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unfortunately, my Laptop went on a holiday and I don't know when it will be back, so here I am in one of the computer shops that charges you per min of your broadband usage, and so Im gonna be quick since I only have a hundred bill on my pocket. hehe. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close friend "Beejane" gave birth to a very gorgeous baby girl.... and of course I am one of the ninong, sometimes I wish my friends will stop producing offsprings to prevent me from having a long "Inaanak" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SQan2uX53qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CXH5zZt6C38/s1600-h/1_254213515l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262077773232070306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SQan2uX53qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CXH5zZt6C38/s320/1_254213515l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New job means New friends! I met two lovely ladies. Jessica is a shy and cute girl (of course she's crazy also, hindi lang halata) and Emji, three words to describe her? Crazy.Sexy.Cool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, we have a goal to have fun and errr, destroy the Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing tennis again. I have a new coach, a new raquet and tennis shoes. Im all set up to conquer Wimbledon hehe. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section 1: Jelena Jankovic, the Serbian babe is the new #1 WTA player. She's so consistent in her games that's why I love her. Go J.J!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is October and October means BEER! Octoberfest is ssso much fun! especially if it's happening at the roofdeck of your office. Thank you Transcom for bringing buckets of Beer in our office! at syempre mas masarap ang inuman kapag may bands to rock the night! Kjwan, MYMP, Imago, Fuse and Bamboo were all present to add fun troughout the party. Man, Im soo loving SMB hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section 1:&lt;strong&gt; I l.o.v.e Kjwan!&lt;/strong&gt; I reckon they are the best noypi band.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;section 2: &lt;strong&gt;I l.o.v.e the free BBQ&lt;/strong&gt; as well, unfortunately there's no free rice. (I think I'ts because of the rice crisis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Article 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All saints Day is coming..... Too bad, kasi I have work on that day so I wont be able to visit my mum... tsk. tsk. I think she should visit me since I'ts more accessible naman for her eh. (Mum, wherever you are, Im just kiddin ok?) I love you.... you know that. ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;****I'll Be Back! and so is my laptop.... (I think he's in Maldives)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6987047801368261109?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6987047801368261109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6987047801368261109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6987047801368261109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6987047801368261109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SQan2uX53qI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CXH5zZt6C38/s72-c/1_254213515l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2737221883224490316</id><published>2008-10-02T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:41:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Apnea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SOSIi3PLynI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ll-zrYxmjnc/s1600-h/slkeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252473197945408114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="211" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SOSIi3PLynI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ll-zrYxmjnc/s320/slkeep.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a sleep apnea.... I thought It was not that serious.... Often, people with sleep apnea don't know they have it. They're not aware that their breathing stops and starts many times while they're sleeping. Family members or bed partners usually are the first to notice signs of sleep apnea. I posted this for you to be aware of this not-so-silent killer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Is Sleep Apnea?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep apnea is a common disorder in which you have one or more pauses in breathing or shallow breaths while you sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing pauses can last from a few seconds to minutes. They often occur 5 to 30 times or more an hour. Typically, normal breathing then starts again, sometimes with a loud snort or choking sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep apnea usually is a chronic (ongoing) condition that disrupts your sleep 3 or more nights each week. You often move out of deep sleep and into light sleep when your breathing pauses or becomes shallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This results in poor sleep quality that makes you tired during the day. Sleep apnea is one of the leading causes of excessive daytime sleepiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Untreated sleep apnea can: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase the risk for &lt;a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/Hbp/HBP_WhatIs.html"&gt;high blood pressure&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/HeartAttack/HeartAttack_WhatIs.html"&gt;heart attack&lt;/a&gt;, stroke, &lt;a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/obe/obe_whatare.html"&gt;obesity&lt;/a&gt;, and diabetes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase the risk for or worsen &lt;a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/Hf/HF_WhatIs.html"&gt;heart failure&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make &lt;a href="http://www.nhlbi.nih.gov/health/dci/Diseases/arr/arr_whatis.html"&gt;irregular heartbeats&lt;/a&gt; more likely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increase the chance of having work-related or driving accidents &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What Are the Signs and Symptoms of Sleep Apnea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Major Signs and Symptoms&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most common signs of obstructive sleep apnea is loud and chronic (ongoing) snoring. Pauses may occur in the snoring. Choking or gasping may follow the pauses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snoring usually is loudest when you sleep on your back; it may be less noisy when you turn on your side. Snoring may not happen every night. Over time, the snoring may happen more often and get louder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're asleep when the snoring or gasping occurs. You will likely not know that you're having problems breathing or be able to judge how severe the problem is. Your family members or bed partner will often notice these problems before you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone who snores has sleep apnea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another common sign of sleep apnea is fighting sleepiness during the day, at work, or while driving. You may find yourself rapidly falling asleep during the quiet moments of the day when you're not active. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Signs and Symptoms&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others signs and symptoms of sleep apnea may include: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning headaches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory or learning problems and not being able to concentrate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling irritable, depressed, or having mood swings or personality changes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urination at night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dry throat when you wake up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In children, sleep apnea can cause hyperactivity, poor school performance, and aggressiveness. Children who have sleep apnea also may have unusual sleeping positions, bedwetting, and may breathe through their mouths instead of their noses during the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2737221883224490316?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2737221883224490316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2737221883224490316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2737221883224490316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2737221883224490316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleep-apnea.html' title='Sleep Apnea'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SOSIi3PLynI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ll-zrYxmjnc/s72-c/slkeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5126999654435296784</id><published>2008-09-12T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T12:47:28.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just wanna share this to you guys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SMnzab0Z82I/AAAAAAAAAbI/3FNCaJ8sfyY/s1600-h/gho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244990876519363426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="137" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SMnzab0Z82I/AAAAAAAAAbI/3FNCaJ8sfyY/s320/gho.jpg" width="317" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This story happened a few months ago along the Tagaytay Road. There was a guy who got left behind by a pack of mountain bikers. The group was large and he didn't bring a cellphone. He crashed his bike somewhere between Picnic Grove and DBP. To make things worse, a storm came in. So he walked. This guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few meters ahead of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suddenly, just before the junction going to Manila, he saw a car slowly looming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. It was raining hard, wind blowing all around, what would you do? Like you would, he got into the car and closed the door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel. The car slowly started moving again. The guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy started to pray, begging for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and he would plunge to his death, when just before the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Terrified, the guy watched the hand reappear every time they reached a curve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, the guy gathered his wits and leaped from the car and ran to the nearest place where there were houses.Wet and in shock, he went into a store and voice quavering, ordered two bottles of beer, and told the people about his horrible, supernatural experience. A silence enveloped everybody when they realized the guy was apparently sane and not drunk. About half an hour later two guys walked into the same store. One said to the other ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yan! Yan yung tarantadong sumakay sa kotse habang nagtutulak tayo..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5126999654435296784?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5126999654435296784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5126999654435296784&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5126999654435296784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5126999654435296784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/09/ghost-story.html' title='Ghost Story'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SMnzab0Z82I/AAAAAAAAAbI/3FNCaJ8sfyY/s72-c/gho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4238598848775853138</id><published>2008-08-29T12:43:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:28:43.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separated At Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Miss them sooo much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLd_Gw1cTrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VbrSFkEQnOk/s1600-h/DSCN0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239796445633859250" style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="233" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLd_Gw1cTrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VbrSFkEQnOk/s320/DSCN0894.JPG" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby, Godfrey and Ashlee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLd_yXJrvzI/AAAAAAAAAag/rnF0ptC5gVs/s1600-h/DSCN0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239797194653679410" style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLd_yXJrvzI/AAAAAAAAAag/rnF0ptC5gVs/s320/DSCN0884.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLeCeinab4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/T_VjTjbppJ8/s1600-h/28-06-08_2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239800152668663682" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="241" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLeCeinab4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/T_VjTjbppJ8/s320/28-06-08_2219.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLeAsV0TWjI/AAAAAAAAAao/g-6ZcSd4oPY/s1600-h/DSCN0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239798190727977522" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" height="291" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLeAsV0TWjI/AAAAAAAAAao/g-6ZcSd4oPY/s320/DSCN0901.JPG" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have our own lives now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey! Aren't we supposed to go to Thailand this coming holiday season? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you guys better not forget it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4238598848775853138?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4238598848775853138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4238598848775853138&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4238598848775853138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4238598848775853138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/separated-at-birth.html' title='Separated At Birth'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SLd_Gw1cTrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/VbrSFkEQnOk/s72-c/DSCN0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1662287785011677151</id><published>2008-08-18T14:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T16:42:30.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schizophrenia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Diary of a Call Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marie Digby'/><title type='text'>In 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wheeew... Blogger Im back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my schedule is really crazy. Working and studying at the same time is really tough. The good thing is that our midterm exam is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I wanna do but the bad thing is I don't have the t.i.m.e (I don't even have time to watch The Ghost Whisperer anymore) btw I was offered to run as a first year representative (student council) in PSBA, winning it wil be give me a chance to bag the scholarship program. Sadly there's lots of other things to focus on, like my God damn Physics subject! I wish this school semester finishes tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow is my Birthday! Wooohooo!&lt;/strong&gt; (ok that was too much) I got a new haircut and went shopping yesterday. My birthday was never a big deal for me, ill probably work and sleep the whole day tomorrow, although I prefer to recieve a gift but I think no one is planning to do so. If u plan to give one I can give you my address.... hehe. Im 22! and Im still Schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's some stuff that caught my attention, this month's pick perhaps?! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SKkm_J1VxdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Kudto3ImpbQ/s1600-h/secret-diary-of-a-call-girl-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235758908208170450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SKkm_J1VxdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Kudto3ImpbQ/s320/secret-diary-of-a-call-girl-poster-1.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok I was downloading songs for my ipod when I saw an advertisement of this new Showtime program&lt;strong&gt; "The Diary of a Call Girl"&lt;/strong&gt; the girl sure looks familiar! it took me 5minutes to find out that it is actualy Ms. Billie Piper! the Pop princess itself is now a grown up err... call girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Secret Diary” has amusing touches. Mostly the show indulges the common male fantasy that whores truly enjoy prostitution. The series was adapted from a bestselling book that began as a blog by an anonymous writer with the pen name Belle (as in the Catherine Deneuve movie “Belle de Jour”). The show is presented as the video diary of a high-class hooker who loves her work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Belle Ms. Piper is sexy and also appealing, Bridget Jones or Carrie Bradshaw as “The Happy Hooker.” The series tries to add some heft by padding the story with the complications of Belle’s double life, switching from her off-color career to her circle of friends and relatives, who know her as Hannah and have no idea that she is a call girl. Belle tells people that she works as a legal secretary in a huge international law firm with terrible hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show’s overall tone is sassy and irreverent, but Belle’s adventures are mostly banal, a graduated and escalating series of classic scenes from X-rated movies, from oral sex to threesomes and orgies. So Fetch!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SKknjZTDziI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TptxA57VRHw/s1600-h/marie%2520digby%2520unfold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235759530834644514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SKknjZTDziI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TptxA57VRHw/s320/marie%2520digby%2520unfold.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marie Digby&lt;/strong&gt;, wheeew I love her! I can't take that "Say it again" song off my mind. This young, Los Angeles-based folk-pop lady rocketed to renown last year with a bare-bones YouTube cover of Rihanna's "Umbrella" that garnered millions of views and eventually found its way to top 40 radio and MTV's "The Hills." A slightly souped-up version of "Umbrella" closes out Marie Digby's debut, but original material dominates "Unfold," which should appeal to fans of Vanessa Carlton, Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson. As her YouTube clips make clear, Digby has a voice worthy of the solo-acoustic approach. Now this album deserves a spot on my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! I have to go.....I miss my blogsite so much! :) Is that 5000 readers already? oh my, that proves that a lot of people are being useless nowadays lmao :) this is so fetch. keep rockin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jan ashlee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1662287785011677151?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1662287785011677151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1662287785011677151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1662287785011677151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1662287785011677151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-22.html' title='In 22'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SKkm_J1VxdI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Kudto3ImpbQ/s72-c/secret-diary-of-a-call-girl-poster-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1636409014282277001</id><published>2008-07-28T18:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:38:40.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar, liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SI2rIl1MuMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y6Altr3MSYo/s1600-h/liar_by_movieaddict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228022906529560770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SI2rIl1MuMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y6Altr3MSYo/s320/liar_by_movieaddict.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liar, liar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's your desire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To put me in your hell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Twisted stories, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never-ending, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All this conflict, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart will never mend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just shove the words back in your mouth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot see the truth from lies, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's blinding me, too harsh for my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liar, liar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See my eyes, they burn with fire, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See my cuts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They can't undo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must you hurt me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Use my pain for your pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On your knees, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging for forgiveness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mercy, please, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't take it, it eats me bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liar, liar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my tears do you get higher, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fight the demon, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ripped to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Torn apart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't you see all of what you've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Liar, liar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leave me alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go to hell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's where you belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-janashlee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1636409014282277001?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1636409014282277001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1636409014282277001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1636409014282277001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1636409014282277001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/liar-liar.html' title='Liar, liar'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SI2rIl1MuMI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y6Altr3MSYo/s72-c/liar_by_movieaddict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2460701368893896026</id><published>2008-07-16T13:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:14:50.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SH2UVw9j76I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yErmmcHcUHs/s1600-h/1537159742_abe47fb633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223494244460916642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SH2UVw9j76I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yErmmcHcUHs/s400/1537159742_abe47fb633.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do you ever put your arms out and just spin and spin and spin? Well, that's what love is like. Everything inside of you tells you to stop before you fall, but you just keep going." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Practical Magic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2460701368893896026?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2460701368893896026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2460701368893896026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2460701368893896026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2460701368893896026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-ever-put-your-arms-out-and-just.html' title='Love Is...'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SH2UVw9j76I/AAAAAAAAAZU/yErmmcHcUHs/s72-c/1537159742_abe47fb633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2518646655629388395</id><published>2008-07-11T07:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:26:10.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One of the Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imeem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy Perry'/><title type='text'>Soundcheck</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;***** Oooh, I'm Addicted to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221544723517661602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SHanQtgV4aI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RKDjzn_44lI/s320/o70etjqm6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Boys was released by Capitol Records last June 17th, 2008 and debuted at Number 9 in the Billboard Charts. Her current single "I kissed a girl" is Number 1 in the billboard charts as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ever since the November 2007 digital release of the hilarious, zeitgeist-capturing single “Ur So Gay,” Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter Katy Perry has been wowing critics and fans alike (including the Queen of Pop herself, Madonna) with her big voice, sassy attitude, and feisty, confessional songs. Perry’s debut album, One of the Boys, is a sharp, witty pop-rock gem filled with candid tales of neurotic ex-boyfriends (“Hot N Cold,” “Ur So Gay”), crazy road trips with friends (“Waking Up in Vegas”), and figuring out who you are along the way (first single “I Kissed A Girl,” “Fingerprints”). While the album displays Perry’s feisty, girl-power swagger, it also reveals her more vulnerable side on such regretful ballads as “Lost,” “I’m Still Breathing,” and “Thinking of You.”“I think people appreciate a songwriter who shows different sides,” Perry says. “The whole angst thing is cool, but if that’s all you’ve got, it's just boring. Everything I write, whether it’s happy or sad, has a sense of humor to it. Someone told me the other day that I’m a bit like Lucille Ball. They said, ‘You look pretty put together on the outside, but inside there’s just something a bit wrong.’”Though, just 23, the Santa Barbara, CA-born Perry has been writing songs and playing guitar for several years, and possesses the flair and confidence of a veteran storyteller. Catch her in all her glory this summer when she joins the Vans Warped Tour for its entire coast-to-coast run. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's the sample: (tnx to Imeem.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/WO-DfdTDVL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/WO-DfdTDVL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/myuzik/playlist/ckH7gTZg/katy_perry_one_of_the_boys_2008_music_playlist/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KATY PERRY - ONE OF THE BOYS (2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;katyperry.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imeem.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2518646655629388395?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2518646655629388395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2518646655629388395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2518646655629388395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2518646655629388395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/soundcheck.html' title='Soundcheck'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SHanQtgV4aI/AAAAAAAAAY0/RKDjzn_44lI/s72-c/o70etjqm6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-3519569201542631695</id><published>2008-07-01T23:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:18:29.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deppression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive thinking'/><title type='text'>Positively Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218075835469643906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="203" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SGpUU2g3wII/AAAAAAAAAYE/v08AuUkjPB8/s320/06-06-08_0437.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt; Things got really out of control this past months, I lost a job and I thought I was experiencing an emotional breakdown. I was so stressed out dealing with problems, there are even times when I get tired, really tired of thinking about solutions. Some said It was badluck but I say this will not happen if I was careful enough with my decisions. I was not organized, I was out of control, My friends are affected because of my attitude. I swear to God I almost led them to destruction! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very impatient and I always blame every single thing on earth for whats's happening to me. I knew deep inside that I killed myself. I thought I was stupid. I thought I was unworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Friends, they were always there for me. Always ready and willing to lend a hand. I thank God for blessing me with these kind of people. I love them so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I recieved an SMS message from one of my friends and was moved by it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When it rains, all the birds fly for shelter. But Eagle alone avoids the&lt;br /&gt;rain by flying above the clouds - Problems are common to all but attitude makes the difference."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was a simple message. Yes. I'm an Eagle I thought. I realized na It's essential pala to see your problems objectively without pre-labeling them as negative..... Have fun or else your problems will have fun of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems, obstacles, disappointments, or whatever we like to call them, are a fact of life. Things simply do not always happen the way we want them to, or go according to plan. Everyone has to face and deal with problems throughout their lives. Being able to handle problems more effectively will make a great difference to our lives. The Power of Positive Thinking! Practice it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SGpcDSdGXTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Jr8keeN0Ok4/s1600-h/03-04-08_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218084329825393970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="136" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SGpcDSdGXTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Jr8keeN0Ok4/s320/03-04-08_2124.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;/strong&gt; Well I'm back to school and things are going smoothly, I have a new job and a new crush :) Im a bit dissapointed coz I have to be away from my friends for a while but I believe na andyan lang sila sa tabi tabi and nothing will change sa friendship namin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Santi! My lovable Siberian Husky is now a year old!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im sleepy nah. Im gonna finish a cool Anne Rice's book. Only a few chapters left! wheeew! that's new ha! (frustrated reader ba kamo?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Jan Ashlee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-3519569201542631695?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3519569201542631695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=3519569201542631695&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3519569201542631695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3519569201542631695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/07/positively-somewhere.html' title='Positively Somewhere'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SGpUU2g3wII/AAAAAAAAAYE/v08AuUkjPB8/s72-c/06-06-08_0437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5150860543314542050</id><published>2008-06-20T14:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:14:54.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Cruelty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kentucky Fried Cruelty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETA'/><title type='text'>Major Victory for Animals: KFC Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SFtIhf0jGwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/BgSc7tgd24M/s1600-h/xz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213840733926267650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SFtIhf0jGwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/BgSc7tgd24M/s320/xz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have great news!&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks to the help of PETA's more than 2 million members and supporters, we've just scored a major victory for chickens killed by fast-food chain KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following more than five years of intense campaigning, numerous undercover investigations, and over 12,000 demonstrations against KFC around the world, I'm happy to announce that KFC Canada will be making sweeping changes to the ways it raises and kills chickens slaughtered for its restaurants. KFC Canada agreed to this historic new animal welfare plan following seven months of closed-door negotiations with PETA. With today's announcement, the company plans to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-Phase in purchases of 100 percent of its chickens from suppliers that use controlled-atmosphere killing (CAK)—the least cruel form of poultry slaughter ever developed. KFC Canada is the first major restaurant chain to commit to phasing in the exclusive purchasing of chicken meat from CAK slaughterhouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-Make a vegan faux-chicken item available at the majority of KFC restaurants in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Improve its animal welfare criteria to reduce the number of broken bones and other injuries suffered by birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-Urge its suppliers to adopt better practices, including improved lighting, lower stocking density and ammonia levels, and a phaseout of growth-promoting drugs and breeding practices that painfully cripple chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-Form an animal welfare advisory panel to monitor the changes and recommend further advancements. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, outside Canada, KFC has yet to stop the worst abuses of chickens. We are now focusing on using this momentum to force KFC—both in the United States and around the world—to meet the new standards set by KFC Canada. &lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/Zp384yd1jEv_/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;By making an urgent donation today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can help our campaign work to spread these improvements for animals to all of KFC's stores worldwide. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In short, PETA's KFC campaign is far from over. We will continue to pressure KFC to stop the worst abuses of chickens, like scalding birds to death, slitting their throats while they're still conscious, and drugging and breeding them to grow so large that they cripple beneath their own weight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Please write to KFC in the U.S. using its &lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/Z7384yd1jEvL/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;on-line comment form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; urging it to make the same changes worldwide that KFC Canada has made. Please also take a moment to e-mail info@priszm.com (KFC Canada's parent company) and thank them for raising the bar on animal welfare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;P.S. There are still tens of millions of chickens who are routinely raised and slaughtered by KFC in the United States and other countries each year; they suffer through the same conditions that are no longer tolerated by KFC Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/Zp384yd1jEv_/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"&gt;By making a much-needed donation today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; you can help us fight and win better lives for all chickens killed for KFC worldwide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan Ashlee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Updates recieved from Ms. Ingrid Newkirk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PETA President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;PETA 501 Front St., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Norfolk, VA 23510&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;United States&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5150860543314542050?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5150860543314542050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5150860543314542050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5150860543314542050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5150860543314542050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/major-victory-for-animals-kfc-campaign.html' title='Major Victory for Animals: KFC Campaign'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SFtIhf0jGwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/BgSc7tgd24M/s72-c/xz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4828036976489486487</id><published>2008-06-17T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T13:40:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EyeCatcher of the Month</title><content type='html'>Blogsite of the Month:&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charlieedisonandsophia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;http://www.charlieedisonandsophia.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213462980006995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 434px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="86" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SFnw9Uz3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/jTpMkqhSyAQ/s320/fsdgsd.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Follow Sophia's love story, Charlie's misadventures and Edison's frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know more about them! Unveil their secrets, lies, the real them. Explore their complex social life. Appreciate their wit and goodwill. Hate their bitchslaps. Rave for their style. Love their sense of who they are. Sophia. Charlie. Edison. Who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arielcharlieandedison.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Sophia, Charlie and Edison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; regularly, they might be your friend, your cousin, your workmate, your crush, your neighbor, a complete stranger or YOU! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4828036976489486487?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4828036976489486487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4828036976489486487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4828036976489486487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4828036976489486487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/eyecandy-of-month.html' title='EyeCatcher of the Month'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SFnw9Uz3Z8I/AAAAAAAAAVI/jTpMkqhSyAQ/s72-c/fsdgsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6143346832538069045</id><published>2008-06-17T06:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:09:15.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kentucky Fried Cruelty: For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HP8Q7ZN1IkQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HP8Q7ZN1IkQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a bucket? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6143346832538069045?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6143346832538069045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6143346832538069045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6143346832538069045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6143346832538069045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/06/kentucky-fried-cruelty-for-you.html' title='Kentucky Fried Cruelty: For You'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1988963203773595979</id><published>2008-06-01T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:54:52.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Whisperer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SEIj8Di2JjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SICywdpxFYc/s1600-h/dfasgasdg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206763633844299314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="267" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SEIj8Di2JjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SICywdpxFYc/s320/dfasgasdg.bmp" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My name is Melinda Gordon, I just got married. I just moved to a small town. I just opened an antiue shop. I might be just like you. Except from the time I was a little girl I knew I could talk to the dead. Earthbound spirits my grandmother called them. The ones who have not crossed over because they have unfinished business with the living and they come to me for help. To tell you my story. I have to tell you theirs."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have decided not to let other critics try to influence my opinions. Okay, I’m not a robot…I can make up my own mind obviously, but sometimes the opinions of other critics make me dread watching a movie or a TV show. Almost every critic said that CBS’s “Ghost Whisperer” wasn’t a good show, so when I finally got the opportunity to watch my DvD’ed episodes of the show, I really liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When Melinda Gordon was little, she saw dead people, but rather than be freaked out by them, she used her ability to help people by communicating with them and resolving unfinished business with the living before they crossed over into Heaven or wherever. They were “Earthbound spirits” her grandmother (June Squibb), who had the gift as well, used to call them. Now that she is an adult, Melinda (Jennifer Love Hewitt) still sees ghosts, but she doesn’t always understand her powers. The living don’t always believe that she sees ghosts (they think that she is a con artist), and the dead don’t always believe that they are really dead. She recently became married to Jim Clancy (David Conrad), a paramedic working at Mercy Hospital, and she moved with him to a small town called Grandview. Jim decided to become a paramedic after watching his younger brother Dan (Rodney Scott) die when they were children in an accident. He is supportive of Melinda and her talents, but he only asks if she can balance it with the rest of the things in their life. Currently, he has been busy renovating the house that they live in when he isn’t at work. Melinda’s friend and business partner in their antique store called Same As It Never Was Antiques, Andrea Moreno (Aisha Tyler), knows about her powers as well, but isn’t always sure how to help her. She was an assistant D.A. back in New York, but now she likes the small town life. Melinda is sometimes confused by the messages given to her by the ghosts, but she always helps her clients, alive or dead, find their emotional closure before they go into the light (which only the ghost can see.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghosts come in three versions: silly, sweet, and (supposedly) scary. The silly ones are the average-looking people whom Melinda doesn’t even realize is a ghost until they notice that she can see them (and they usually ask for simple things, like finding a safe deposit key in a raincoat pocket.) The sweet ones aren’t scary, but they are sappy as heck. They usually just want to tell a living loved one that they love them or they ask for their forgiveness. The scary ones look like they just crawled out of the grave, and the ominous music plays in the background (followed by trippy dreams, a la NBC’s “Medium.”) They don’t scare me, and so far, they never mean any harm to Melinda or anyone else (except when they try to encourage the living to do harm, when they make things explode to freak the living out, or when they want to mess with the living’s head by possessing them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Gray created the show, and it is based in part on the work of medium James Van Praagh (who also serves as the co-executive producer for the show.) It isn’t very scary, but it is heartwarming, which is an odd mixture. I like to think of it more as a “Highway to Heaven”-type show rather than a “Touched By an Angel”-type show, only because the acting and writing is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SEIlTTi2JlI/AAAAAAAAAU4/7a-7N3XHrv8/s1600-h/dgadgd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206765132787885650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="255" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SEIlTTi2JlI/AAAAAAAAAU4/7a-7N3XHrv8/s320/dgadgd.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No offense to Patricia Arquette, but I personally think that Hewitt is a better actress than she is (Arquette may have won the Emmy for Best Actress in “Medium,” but I was shocked that she was even nominated, much less won…and I like the show!) Sure…Hewitt is obviously hot, and she doesn’t hide her ample assets in some of those tops she wears, but hotness doesn’t always translate into good acting. She can be believable in her character, and her chemistry with Conrad is good. He is just essentially a plot device, since he doesn’t have too many scenes, but I like him. Tyler is another matter. I liked her when she was the host of E!’s “Talk Soup,” but as an actress, she isn’t the best. I hope that they do an episode where gets to stretch her chops a little more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess my other fear about watching the show was the involvement of Van Praagh. I hated the 2002 CBS miniseries “Living with the Dead,” starring Ted Danson, and his show “Beyond with James Van Praagh” was just a rip-off of “Crossing Over with John Edwards” (actually…both shows sucked.) Maybe the problem is that I don’t believe in ghosts. It’s weird, because I do believe in some superstitions and fate. Real ghost stories are always lame to watch for me personally (that’s why I don’t like the Sci-Fi Channel’s “Ghost Hunters”), but fictional ghost stories aren’t bad if they are told right, and this show gets it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I glad that “Ghost Whisperer” replaced one of my favorite shows on TV…“The OC?” No, I’m not…but at least I’m not from the same crowd that is panning it. If I did believe in ghosts, it would be a nice thought that there were real spirits out there that wanted help from me so that they could go into the light. This show may be a little sappy at times, but the good writing and performances save it from going overboard in the sap department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1988963203773595979?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1988963203773595979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1988963203773595979&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1988963203773595979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1988963203773595979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/ghost-whisperer.html' title='Ghost Whisperer'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SEIj8Di2JjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SICywdpxFYc/s72-c/dfasgasdg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4978658831270139162</id><published>2008-05-19T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T18:34:46.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Infatuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE1X1VYFvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bC1dBeK6aOo/s1600-h/cvxcbvdfb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201997728159635186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="218" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE1X1VYFvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bC1dBeK6aOo/s320/cvxcbvdfb.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Miley’s New Diet”, “Tom &amp;amp; Katie: All About The Baby” “Ashlee and Pete: Now What?” These are just a few headlines of magazines I recently observed while standing in line at the grocery store. Six out of eight magazines that were displayed near the checkout stand were celebrity gossip related tabloid magazines. Us weekly, Entertainment Weekly, Star, People, all situated at the top of the row, while Time Magazine, Newsweek and a couple health related magazines held a place below. The reason for their placement is quite obvious; gossip magazines are superior in sales. There’s a reason why the first photograph of Jennifer Lopez holding her newborn babies was sold to a dozen different magazines at $30,000 a piece, earning the photographer more than a quarter of a million dollars for one photo. Americans continue purchasing these magazines, the paparazzi will continue snapping photographs and the celebrities continue to cash in. Movie stars get paid more than doctors &amp;amp; scientists, and soldiers trudging through the sand with bullets overhead are lucky to get a shiny nickel. These tabloids play the role of a drug, feeding societies cultural syndrome of celebrity infatuation. The passionate imaginary relationships through media and fantasy are a characteristic of contemporary American society. So why and how are we infected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE3dlVYFwI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Z5nPQDL5KTY/s1600-h/asdsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202000025967138562" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="289" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE3dlVYFwI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Z5nPQDL5KTY/s320/asdsf.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE3ulVYFxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LV1YSwNr-Zc/s1600-h/fdgfdfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202000318024914706" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE3ulVYFxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LV1YSwNr-Zc/s320/fdgfdfd.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE4jlVYFyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Fc26gm4Igk8/s1600-h/dfsdfsg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202001228557981474" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="278" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE4jlVYFyI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/Fc26gm4Igk8/s320/dfsdfsg.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Celebrity figures are precisely packaged through makeup, camera angles, airbrushing and film editing giving them godlike qualities that a human cannot maintain. There is a certain extreme some celebrity obsessed individuals will go to, and that extreme is trying to aquire their physical characteristics by going under the knife. Societies infatuation with celebrities and our desire to acquire these features has taken plastic surgery to a different level. There’s even a television show on MTV called “I Want A Famous Face”, where every week 2 individuals decide to go through plastic surgery to look like their favorite celebrity. A 16 year old girl lays on her bed looking around at the vast array of Shia Labeouf posters which now looks like one uniform wallpaper collage covering her bedroom walls. She collects magazine clippings, movies, pins, memorabilia &amp;amp; she would even buy Shia Labeouf toothpaste if it were available. Long imaginary conversations are held between her and a photograph of Labeouf. Daydreams of the day she meets him, dates him and eventually has his children take up a considerable fraction of her day. Long love letters are written to him and sent to his talent agency. Is her artificial love relationship any different from a relationship a 16 year old has with a real boyfriend? The intensity is definitely as strong as a real affair. What strikes her to give into these sort of relationships? Where does it all begin? The girl must be regularly carried away into dramatic social situations through the media. For example the girl in this case will see all of Shia Labeouf’s films, and in all of them she is exposed to him in a romantic emotion-envoking way. With each additional film she watches, her feelings are reinforced. His characters are constantly in the role of the hero &amp;amp; romancer. Shia Labeouf’s personality is now associated with these characters, and the positive feelings that his characters have brought her. A real relationship unfortunately consists of some negative features, while a fantasy relationship does not. So is it surprising that this teenage girl is keeping her fictional relationship? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202002096141375282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE5WFVYFzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/2enf8D9kMqA/s320/xvbdf.bmp" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will our obsession with celebrities ever cease? As long as the media dedicates themselves to the glorification of the celebrity, the obsession will continue. We will continue to call upon celebrities to host red cross telethons and give the terminator the upper hand during a political election. We’ll hear about Tom Cruise’s rants on psychiatry and Angelina Jolie’s efforts to save third world countries one child at a time on shows such as The Insider, Entertainment Tonight &amp;amp; Access Hollywood. Headlines such as Mariah Carey's secret marriage will continue to overshadow newsworthy stories, and the tabloids will remain on the top row at the check-out stand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4978658831270139162?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4978658831270139162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4978658831270139162&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4978658831270139162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4978658831270139162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/celebrity-infatuation.html' title='Celebrity Infatuation'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SDE1X1VYFvI/AAAAAAAAAT4/bC1dBeK6aOo/s72-c/cvxcbvdfb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7237196305682198400</id><published>2008-05-11T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:09:21.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day W/o My Mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you celebrate Mother's Day without ur mum?&lt;/em&gt; It's pretty tough ayt? It's been 8 years, 4 months and 11 days since the last time I celebrated Mother's Day with her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much...... her hugs, her loud voice everytime na nagagalit sya, her soft kisses, at ang food trip! (chinatown) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rJ5aNRpxRCo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact: &lt;em&gt;Malalaman mo lang ang importance ng isang tao kapag nawala sya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not alone but I find that only other people who have lost their mothers understand the black hole that we stare in during Mother’s Day. We have to find within ourselves that place where we can focus on the beauty of our relationships with our moms that molded us. But some of us hit the angries. And when we get there, it’s always startling. It’s most surprising because we think we are over it. You never get over it. I still miss her like crazy. And I hope I haven't made up some fake, super happy version of her in my mind since she's been gone. I want to remember her reality. I still beg her to visit me in dreams. My friends all have problem relationships with their Mothers and I would give anything just to hug my Mum, once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you, who have lost a Mum or another loved one, try to remember the wonderful memories you shared with them and build new memories to share with those living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7237196305682198400?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7237196305682198400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7237196305682198400&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7237196305682198400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7237196305682198400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-wo-my-mum.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day W/o My Mum'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4217169286903171372</id><published>2008-05-04T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T20:26:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SB2o0O2-PtI/AAAAAAAAATw/2DlFNFI3hVU/s1600-h/vdvdsds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196495160350752466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SB2o0O2-PtI/AAAAAAAAATw/2DlFNFI3hVU/s200/vdvdsds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently joined this cool online group "ILuvRizal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know na Im not that type of person na mahilig sumali sa mga groups and I know that I dn't have enough time to mingle around and stay active online with them, however I find this group very refreshing.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met a lot of good and fun people and yeah Im enjoying my stay here! I hope lumaki pa ang group nato para mas masaya..... and I hope hindi ako I banned for not having time to visit this group's thread hehe. (I know they won't hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have a new job in a new location, new friends, new school, new life (I guess) and NO new relationship of course! lol. Im happy even though single ako Im satisfied with my life now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;although syempre mas masarap yung may honey bunch luvsy doodles (terms of endearment ng two cheesy friends ko) Im kinda not thinking bout it now..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dn't know why pero lately ang dami kong friends na:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. depperessed kasi they dont have any partners...ang dull daw ng life..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(anu ba yun!? hehe) talaga bang ganun?? or nasanay lang sila ng may partner to depend on?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. deppressed kasi iniwan ng bf/gf... pathetic daw sila...&lt;/strong&gt; (pangit ako, mas deserving yung pinalit sakin and all of those crappy stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196494687904349890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="215" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SB2oYu2-PsI/AAAAAAAAATo/T2h74CoZ5c0/s320/fdgdg.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe na we dn't actualy need to have a partner to be happy in this life eh... I mean there are so many fun things out there! you have your friends and family to spend time with... try to appreciate the things around you and stop thinking na loser ka for being single....yup it is hard to fight loneliness... ^_^ but kung makakahanap ka ng ibang bagay to divert that loneliness magiging happy ka at blooming pa! :p who knows dahil sa"fun spirit" that you have makakilala ka pa ng susunod mong partner... ^_^  I posted these things not just for my friends, para din po to sa inyong mga readers...I know some of you are experiencing this right now..... be happy ok?! ^_^ I made a list of things that you can do to help urself grow and boost your self esteem... I hope this will come handy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take stock of yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin by asking yourself which areas of your life and personality need the most work. What changes would you be most proud of, and find most fulfilling? Compose a list of them—five, perhaps, or ten at the most (if you’re really self-critical!). Rank them. Think about how you can go about improving each point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build yourself up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get discouraged, dwelling too much on the areas you want to improve. Remind yourself of the progress you’ve made thus far in life. Pat yourself on the back for having enough determination to try self-improvement in the first place. You’re on the right track!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How will you get there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not enough to decide where you want to go in terms of self-esteem; it’s more important to ask how you’re going to get there. Also, who can help get you there? Who can you trust for help, and for counsel, and even for a shoulder to cry on, if you have a temporary setback?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Counter-attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tired of suffering the blows of fate? Tired of feeling like the football of the gods? Go on the counter-attack! Take action! Formulate a battle-plan, and assert yourself. You can make things happen. You can dish it too, instead of just absorbing blows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spread the wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Self-esteem is something of incomparable value. At the same time, it’s something you’ve got to give in order to get. The more you build up the people around you, the more that same enthusiasm and confidence will reflect back on you. Spread that sense of optimism and excitement to every member of your team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Branch out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extend your sphere of influence, and allow yourself to be influenced by interesting and stimulating new people, as you become a member of new organizations and interest groups. Find people who share your passions, and exchange ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engage in extra-curricular activities.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up a new side project, something you’ll enjoy. Make it something you’ll find relaxing, and yet exhilarating at the same time. Something that will improve you and make you a more well-rounded person. Perhaps it’ll be a hobby or club or recreational activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never stop learning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t allow your thinking to stagnate. Join a class, on some topic you’re interested in—even if it’s something not directly connected with, say, your career, or your primary goal in life. As long as you’re passionate about it, you’ll benefit from this intellectual stimulation. Its positive effects on your main interests may surprise you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and do not forget to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Count your blessings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget to remind yourself of how blessed and, ultimately, how happy you really are. Consider it an added bonus if your dreams come true; if they don’t, right away at least, you’ll enjoy the challenge, at the very least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4217169286903171372?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4217169286903171372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4217169286903171372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4217169286903171372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4217169286903171372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/happyness.html' title='Happyness'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SB2o0O2-PtI/AAAAAAAAATw/2DlFNFI3hVU/s72-c/vdvdsds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4235496958561312880</id><published>2008-04-19T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:10:12.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harassment, Ice Cream and Diamonds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wheeew!.... It's been 31 days since my last posting here on my blogsite.... I decided to stop for a while because of some disparaging comments that I keep on recieving......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bullying and harassment are two actions that have a huge impact on how people perceive themselves and the world around them, to be exact I know a lot of people who decided to shut down their own blogsites because of these online bullies. Now tell me do people get pleasures in mocking some other people's lives? It just doesn't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190824170161953906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmDFKID3HI/AAAAAAAAASg/6wwiPZ3o1Mw/s200/sadsf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK Summer is really IN! I can really feel the global warming!.... All I wish to do is eat Ice cream inside a refrigerator, good thing I was lucky enough to dip my body into a very cold swimming pool along with my friends!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAl_zKID3EI/AAAAAAAAASI/QWkJkdP_sEw/s1600-h/CIMG3590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190820562389425218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAl_zKID3EI/AAAAAAAAASI/QWkJkdP_sEw/s200/CIMG3590.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmAi6ID3FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1egEzsdQeSQ/s1600-h/CIMG3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190821382728178770" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmAi6ID3FI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1egEzsdQeSQ/s200/CIMG3592.JPG" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmLpqID3LI/AAAAAAAAATA/L4AzmNL45ZY/s1600-h/CIMG3591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190833593320201394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmLpqID3LI/AAAAAAAAATA/L4AzmNL45ZY/s200/CIMG3591.JPG" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmJ3qID3KI/AAAAAAAAAS4/G0qgsvxp-ok/s1600-h/Richie-TAThe-drm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190831634815114402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmJ3qID3KI/AAAAAAAAAS4/G0qgsvxp-ok/s400/Richie-TAThe-drm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While other folks spent the holiday weekend getting the crap beat outta them at shopping malls (or, literally, losing their wigs in pursuit of bargains), I was trying to answer a question that had troubled me for years: what exactly is The Truth About Diamonds? Fortunately, Nicole Richie has "written" a book about this very topic. Nicole's main character in her novel is, guess who? Nicole Richie! Not only does she narrate the story herself, but her main character, Chloe Parker, bears an uncanny resemblance to Ms. Richie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see: Chloe is the adopted daughter of a famous 80's pop star; she's a major league druggie, with druggie pals who are also the spawn of celebs; she gets offered a chance to star in a reality commercials with another famous no-talent celeb; she ends up in rehab; she cleans up her life; and finally falls in love with a club DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar? Granted, the main rule in literature is writing about what you know, but this seems like ego indulgence to the second power. The flip side? If you've ever dreamed of saying "tell me a bedtime story, Nicole," this book is for you.Richie's novel is divided into two sections: before Nicole's (oops, Chloe's) rehab, and after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing an integral part in the story is Paris Hilton (oops, Simone). While Nicole insists that Simone is a "composite character," again, see if you can tell the similarities: they're both famous for being famous; they both use animals as fashion accessories; they both don't wear undies; and they both killed their nannies. (Okay, that last one is something Paris didn't do, I think.)Even though this is Richie's first novel, there are some glaring inaccuracies that her ghostwriter she should have fact checked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst offense? Referring to Bambi as a female, when he's in fact male. (Otherwise, there was more freaky stuff going on in that forest than Bambi's mom getting blown away.)So what exactly is the truth about diamonds? Simple: This book ain't one of 'em. Still, given the choice of reading Richie's book or being trampled to death at shopping malls this was the safer choice. The only thing I injured here were some brain cells, and after watching a full episode of Hana Kimi ^_^ I wasn't worried about them anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4235496958561312880?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4235496958561312880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4235496958561312880&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4235496958561312880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4235496958561312880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/harassment-ice-cream-and-diamonds.html' title='Harassment, Ice Cream and Diamonds'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/SAmDFKID3HI/AAAAAAAAASg/6wwiPZ3o1Mw/s72-c/sadsf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-8555851076658031282</id><published>2008-03-31T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:44:01.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wonder why people always ask these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) What is your boyfriend/girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-hello! Im alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) What color are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Powder Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Kissing a Fool- Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;) Whats your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-#13. I realized it not unlucky after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Potato Wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) When was the last time you smiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NOw? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-It's freakin HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-MY BFF Shobeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9) What is your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Excessive Eating... huhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11) Do you drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-occassionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12) Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Yup! (arriva! arriva!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13) When was the last time, if ever, blacked-out from drinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-That is SO last year.... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14) Hair color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-I like it BLACK... but Im planning to dye my hair soon and I dn't know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15) Eye Color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16) Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17) Favorite Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-X-Mas Of course! saka Thanksgiving... walang work! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18) Favorite Month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-december, 13th month pay? oh come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19) Have you ever cried for no reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Im not that stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20) What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Jumper... Rachel Bilson is Sooo HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21) Favorite Day of the Year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-xmas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22) Are you too shy to ask someone out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-If I really like someone gagawa talaga ako ng paraan...pero syempre I need to observe first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23) Last advice you received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Be Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;24) What was the highlight of your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- When my freakin ex approached me out of nowhere... soooo disturbing... haaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25) Chocolate or Vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-vanilla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;26) What is the last text message you received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-"ayus na koh beh! at least nakabawi pa xa".... txt message from my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;27) What is the last text message you sent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-"HUh? what do you mean may nabawi?" reply ko sa bestfriend ko... DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;28) Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-OMG! ny bestfriend.... like a few minutes ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29) What books are you reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-"God of small things".... Im trying to find a copy of Nicole Richie's Book: "The Truth about diamonds" I dunno why its always Out of Stock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;30) When was the last time you slept in someone else's bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-last night... I slept at my Tita's Bed... hehe ok that was silly!... SOmeone else's bed?... hahahaha... never mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31) Favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind, Across the Universe and If Only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;32) Favorite football team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Im not a football fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;33) What were you doing before this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Eating.... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;34. Any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-SANTI of the Highlands... my silly siberian husky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;36) Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Salted and Buttered....I like salty foods.. OOpS! U.T.I Alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37) Dogs or cats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;38) Favorite flowers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have no idea!.. calachuchi? wahehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;39) When was the last time you got in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Uhmm I Dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;41) Have you ever loved someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-YEAH . Of Course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42) Who would you like to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-My Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43) Are you still friends with people from kindergarten ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-I dn't even know any of them... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;44) Have you ever fired a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-I wish!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;45) Do you like to travel by plane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Oh how I wish!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;46) What website do you frequently visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-My blogsite? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;47) How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;48) Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of Course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;49) Do you have a Tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-NOpe but I would like to get a star on my wrist though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-8555851076658031282?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8555851076658031282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=8555851076658031282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/8555851076658031282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/8555851076658031282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2849648459235994679</id><published>2008-03-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:13:21.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R-5MXSVwM5I/AAAAAAAAASA/j_HRD0NYOjQ/s1600-h/29-03-08_1952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183164184093799314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="186" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R-5MXSVwM5I/AAAAAAAAASA/j_HRD0NYOjQ/s320/29-03-08_1952.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Ricky Reyes getting a new haircut when the least expected person approached me... My freakin Ex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person that I would like to see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breath in... breath out.... haaaaytz.... then my life must move on. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive already included that person in my 500 people Ill meet in hell list...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2849648459235994679?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2849648459235994679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2849648459235994679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2849648459235994679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2849648459235994679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/disturbed.html' title='Disturbed'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R-5MXSVwM5I/AAAAAAAAASA/j_HRD0NYOjQ/s72-c/29-03-08_1952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7818187377288436775</id><published>2008-03-24T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:16:23.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stars of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Click to customize this Kimi-Image with your own Messages and Photos on Imikimi.com!" href="http://imikimi00.com/link/link_through/50367922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images22.imikimi.com/image/images_full/50367922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To My Kindred Spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We share secrets, we laugh and even cry,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have so much in common,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concerns, likes and dislikes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ours is a relationship joined by&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tender velvet chains that link our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;similar dreams of life and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gentle intuition guides us in our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;individual struggles to succeed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at the things we pursue, to stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;out from the crowd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I have found so much of myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Including many of the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Insecurities and philosophies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Complete inner-peace and happiness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are the things I wish for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the present and in the future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because you are my kindred spirit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                                                             -Jan Ashlee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7818187377288436775?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7818187377288436775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7818187377288436775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7818187377288436775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7818187377288436775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/stars-of-my-life.html' title='The Stars of My Life'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5684667869065919267</id><published>2008-03-01T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:46:35.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I hope Im up to a fresh start this year. Im gonna concentrate on my career and I'll probably say PASS into dating and relationship hazards. lol. blah..blah..blah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R8lgCpH_vpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NKj1SR6Vs3Y/s1600-h/scsvs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172771245527121554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R8lgCpH_vpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NKj1SR6Vs3Y/s320/scsvs.JPG" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok.... last week I was inTanay, Rizal. It was my last Team building with Xbox's Monster Madness.. haaaytz.. I really miss my friends and sometimes I feel like I'm suffering a Separation Anxiety or sumthing ^_^ I'm blessed to be a part of this team. We are one big family. I Love these people! and they will be forever in my heart.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R8lkL5H_vqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DCAeKY1qI_I/s1600-h/soldiers-girl-orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172775802487422626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R8lkL5H_vqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DCAeKY1qI_I/s320/soldiers-girl-orig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember a couple of months ago hearing the story of Barry Winchell on A&amp;amp;E. I was so hurt and disgusted by the fact that something like this could happen and the person that did this awful thing was not put to death. So later when I heard about Soldier's Girl, I decided to rent it and check it out. I put it in and was entranced by this amazing love story. I was moved to tears, which is a difficult thing for me to do. The story was so loving and yet so tragic. Like Calpernia says in the beginning of the movie, "I'm going to tell you a story, like all great stories, it is a love story. And like all great love stories, it's tragic." The movie broke my heart and I was upset to know that USA let this happen and go unpunished in my opinion. Facing the homophobia of society is tough for any person, I know this first hand. Barry Winchell was a resilient person to be able to take what he took from others, and not let them stop him from falling in love. Best movie I've seen based on a true story in awhile. I would recommend this to everyone. BTW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This film was written by Ron Nyswaner and directed by Frank R. Pierson, with Troy Garity starring as Barry and Lee Pace starring as Calpernia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'ts funny how my blogsite meter reached almost 2000 visitors in just two months time....keep visiting my site and continue giving out ideas to make my life better.. hehe. just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5684667869065919267?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5684667869065919267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5684667869065919267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5684667869065919267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5684667869065919267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok.html' title='Keep Wondering'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R8lgCpH_vpI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NKj1SR6Vs3Y/s72-c/scsvs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2813234130483633455</id><published>2008-02-19T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:08:58.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed</title><content type='html'>I Love Baguio! As promised Here are the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168555007693672050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7plZTOlznI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cteV9J15PLI/s320/vzdv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pgXDOlzkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/lo0kLjvgz50/s1600-h/manor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168549471480827458" style="WIDTH: 625px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="239" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pgXDOlzkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/lo0kLjvgz50/s320/manor.JPG" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pVgTOlzfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YrimDZFgEck/s1600-h/vfbfs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168537535766711794" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="239" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pVgTOlzfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YrimDZFgEck/s320/vfbfs.JPG" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pgFTOlzjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OAVNVVKOMho/s1600-h/frfrgg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168549166538149426" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="239" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pgFTOlzjI/AAAAAAAAAPw/OAVNVVKOMho/s320/frfrgg.JPG" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pRlzOlzbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QkBRL6uC7Fs/s1600-h/ghdfjh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168533232209481138" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="239" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pRlzOlzbI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QkBRL6uC7Fs/s320/ghdfjh.bmp" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pQozOlzZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Sx8YWiIRnLA/s1600-h/xxczx.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532184237460882" style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="319" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pQozOlzZI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Sx8YWiIRnLA/s320/xxczx.bmp" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pftDOlziI/AAAAAAAAAPo/PA8tEqU2dHU/s1600-h/hdhdhd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168548749926321698" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pftDOlziI/AAAAAAAAAPo/PA8tEqU2dHU/s320/hdhdhd.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7phTTOlzmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mtrRQkq8OgY/s1600-h/bee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168550506567945826" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7phTTOlzmI/AAAAAAAAAQI/mtrRQkq8OgY/s320/bee.JPG" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pQzjOlzaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bx4iHD0bjoc/s1600-h/adadsad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168532368921054626" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7pQzjOlzaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bx4iHD0bjoc/s320/adadsad.JPG" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear to God I'm gonna miss these Guyz! See yah all in Boracay this Summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2813234130483633455?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2813234130483633455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2813234130483633455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2813234130483633455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2813234130483633455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/02/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R7plZTOlznI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cteV9J15PLI/s72-c/vzdv.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7819407063865720581</id><published>2008-02-11T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:47:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippines = Corruption</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What on earth is exactly happening to our country?&lt;/em&gt; First of all, I salute Mr. Rodolfo Lozada for having enough guts to stand in front of the senate and testify everything that he knows about the ZTE Scandal, Kudos to you man! the whole Philippines is hungry for the truth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKHF3WJFiIQ&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a very well presented facts and personal opinions of one of my favorite columnist Mr. Rey O. Arcilla of The Malaya Newspaper. I completely agree to this, looks like PGMA is eyeing on the same route as Thaksin Shinawatra's... (Ooooh, a little originality won't hurt maam') read on guys: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Arroyo said she had the ZTE deal "discreetly investigated" and found reports of bribery were "uncorroborated." (Imagine a contorted smiley at the end of this sentence.) Now that CHED chairman Romulo Neri stated under oath that Comelec chairman Benjamin Abalos offered him a bribe of P200 million and that he (Neri) told her about it, shouldn’t that be enough corroboration? Or will she say Neri’s testimony must be corroborated as well? That would be tantamount to calling him a liar. He’s a member of her official family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t Ms. Arroyo break the law when, after Neri had told her of the bribe offer to him of P200 million by Abalos, she still approved the ZTE deal? She even left her sick husband and went to Boao, China, to witness its signing. Come to think of it, what her trumpeters said then seems very apt. They boasted that she successfully bagged the multimillion-dollar Chinese contracts "like a thief in the night" or something to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Ms. Arroyo believes that one of the best ways to defuse or kill a controversy is to create a commission, panel, committee or what-have-you ostensibly to investigate or prevent it from happening again. In the wake of the ZTE scandal, Ms. Arroyo created the Procurement Transparency Group (PTG) that would "ensure transparency and good governance in our massive public investments."&lt;br /&gt;Not content with that, she also created a special panel to "oversee projects" under the China official development assistance program. She called it the Pro-Performance and Transparency Group under Trade secretary Peter Favila. There was no need to create those bodies. There are existing ones whose functions cover those she spelled out for both, namely, the Ombudsman and the Presidential Anti-Graft Commission (PAGC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, aside from being identified as an administration ally, if Senator Joker Arroyo is more than just a namesake of the squatter in Malacañang. First, he said the Senate was spending too much time on the ZTE scandal. I don’t think so. If it would mean sparing the taxpayers of having to pay a rotten deal $329 million in the next 20 years, the Senate can spend as much time as it needs to get to the bottom of the scandal.&lt;br /&gt;Then he was reported to have "stopped" CHED chairman Neri from spilling the beans on Ms. Arroyo during the executive session held by the Senators immediately after the last hearing on the ZTE deal. If true, I say Senator Arroyo would do well to drop his pretenses and start lawyering for his namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Except for what in my view were a couple of mis-steps, there is no doubt US Ambassador Kristie Kenney is a darn good diplomat. For one thing, her timing is impeccable. With the growing "closeness" of the Arroyo regime with rival China evidently in mind, Kenney wasted no time giving reassurance that the US remains bullish on the Philippines despite the raging controversy over the ZTE deal. Neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Not to the be outdone, however, the economic and commercial counselor of the Chinese Embassy said a couple of days later that despite the suspension of the projects ordered by Ms. Arroyo and the Supreme Court, economic and trade cooperation between the Philippines and China will not be affected. "In China, we believe that a friend in need is a friend indeed," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Shinzo Abe resigned as Japanese prime minister when his popularity rating dipped because of several gaffes. Two of his agriculture ministers resigned for reasons of propriety. In Thailand, three cabinet members have resigned over some irregularity or difference of opinion with the ruling junta. The latest resignation involves the interior minister who acknowledged that his ministry bought $188,000 worth of canned fish from a company which he partly owned. Here? Forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Hernando Perez, former justice secretary in Ms. Arroyo’s cabinet, must be a happy man these days.&lt;br /&gt;Businessman and former Manila Rep. Mark Jimenez has "unconditionally" withdrawn the extortion complaint he filed with the Ombudsman against Perez for allegedly demanding from him $2 million in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;Ombudsman Merceditas Gutierrez had earlier said it was established that Perez took advantage of his position to demand the $2 million from Jimenez in exchange for excluding him as respondent in the plunder case filed against former President Joseph Estrada. For some reason, the case against Perez never reached the Sandiganbayan. Perez has maintained that the accusation against him was baseless. Somehow, I feel Jimenez must be happy too. I wouldn’t be surprised if he got his money back and perhaps more. In fact, he was reported to have said "I am rich again" after announcing his decision to drop the case against Perez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7819407063865720581?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7819407063865720581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7819407063865720581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7819407063865720581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7819407063865720581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/02/philippines-corruption.html' title='Philippines = Corruption'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1337065575639110949</id><published>2008-02-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:40:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS....</title><content type='html'>I L.O.V.E this song!......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bleeding Love" was written by Jesse McCartney (yes him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It entered both the UK and Irish Singles Charts at number one. It stayed at the top of the UK chart for seven weeks and the Irish chart for eight. It has also been number one in the singles charts of &lt;a title="Recording Industry Association of New Zealand" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Recording_Industry_Association_of_New_Zealand"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Australian Recording Industry Association" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_Recording_Industry_Association"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Bulgaria" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bulgaria"&gt;Bulgaria&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Germany" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germany"&gt;Germany&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Austria" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austria"&gt;Austria&lt;/a&gt;. On &lt;a title="December 16" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/December_16"&gt;16 December&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="2007" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007"&gt;2007&lt;/a&gt;, "Bleeding Love" won &lt;a title="The Record of the Year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Record_of_the_Year"&gt;The Record of the Year&lt;/a&gt; 2007 award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 424px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/share/widgets/viral" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" thumbnail="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/files/imagecache/badge_image_bigger/files/video_stills/leonalewis_bleeding480.jpg" flashvars="id=253347" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 11px; BACKGROUND: #000; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 6px; PADDING-LEFT: 6px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #fff; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana, Arial; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://musicbox.sonybmg.com/artists/leona-lewis"&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Closed off from love I didn’t need the pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once or twice was enough And it was all in vain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time starts to pass Before you know it you’re frozen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But something happened For the very first time with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart melts into the ground Found something true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And everyone’s looking round Thinking I’m going crazy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying hard not to hear But they talk so loud &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears Try to fill me with doubt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I know that the goal Is to keep me from falling &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But nothing’s greater Than the rush that comes with your embrace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in this world of loneliness I see your face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet everyone around me Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it’s draining all of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll be wearing these scars For everyone to see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open and I.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You cut me open and I Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1337065575639110949?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1337065575639110949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1337065575639110949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1337065575639110949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1337065575639110949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/02/lss.html' title='LSS....'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6171909212067192363</id><published>2008-01-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T14:23:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner is......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5wfWwNCz1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cZ0lCw-Lyl4/s1600-h/b_sharapova_0126_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160033748816940882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5wfWwNCz1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cZ0lCw-Lyl4/s400/b_sharapova_0126_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Australian Open 2008 women's singles champion Maria Sharapova says her victory is just reward for all the hard work she has put in over recent months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharapova struggled with injury for much of 2007 but finally managed to shake off most of her ailments in the latter part of the year and returned to some of the tennis that she's renowned for when she reached the final at the WTA Tour Championships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And having avenged her defeat to Justine Henin in that final in Madrid when she won her quarter-final against the Belgian world No.1 earlier this week, Sharapova completed her third Grand Slam win with a 7-5 6-3 defeat of Serbian Ana Ivanovic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When you're going through tough moments, you never know&lt;br /&gt;when you're going to have good moments. I'm just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;thankful that I got this one"&lt;br /&gt;-Sharapova &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sharapova is obviously confident any time she enters a Grand Slam that she can go all the way, but two of her biggest goals for the rest of 2008 would surely be trying to complete a career slam and also success at the Beijing Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if she can maintain the stellar form that took her to this breakthrough on Saturday, few would bet against the Russian being right in the hunt at the business end of many major tournaments for years to come. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;notes from australianopen.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6171909212067192363?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6171909212067192363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6171909212067192363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6171909212067192363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6171909212067192363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner is......'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5wfWwNCz1I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cZ0lCw-Lyl4/s72-c/b_sharapova_0126_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5934025363653109932</id><published>2008-01-26T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T11:21:48.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharapova VS Ivanovic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5qnLANCz0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/arrRPKtHbJg/s1600-h/b_shara_ivana_0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159620130581434178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5qnLANCz0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/arrRPKtHbJg/s400/b_shara_ivana_0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saturday's final marks the fifth clash between Ana Ivanovic and Maria Sharapova, but is their first meeting in a final.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Amazingly, all four matches between the two to date have finished in two sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Head-to-head: Ivanovic 2 - 2 Sharapova&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Their only previous meeting in a Grand Slam was at last year's French Open semifinal, where Ivanovic prevailed in straight sets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ivanovic is aiming for her first Grand Slam title; Sharapova is chasing her third&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ivanovic will edge ahead of Svetlana Kuznetsova in the world rankings regardless of Saturday's result and will become the world No.2 when she leaves Melbourne Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sharapova will remain world No.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- En route to the final Ivanovic has lost only one set, while Sharapova is yet to have lost one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the clash of the hot babes!... who do you think will win?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5934025363653109932?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5934025363653109932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5934025363653109932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5934025363653109932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5934025363653109932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2008/01/sharapova-vs-ivanovic.html' title='Sharapova VS Ivanovic'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5qnLANCz0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/arrRPKtHbJg/s72-c/b_shara_ivana_0125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-3879113087702333615</id><published>2008-01-19T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:47:37.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating</title><content type='html'>Ooopsie!, I forgot my blogsite already (Do you like the new look?)..... Well How's lyf? After resigning from work I finally got the time to sit down, think and decide what I really wanna do with my life. I guess Im coping with that "Quarter Life Crisis" drama, I can say that I was really burned out from work I need to unwind a little, I need to stop and think. Anyway Ill be heading to Baguio City this coming Feb. 09 for the 2008 Panagbenga Festival, It's gonna be a blooming trip for me.. hehe. I'm excited! I love baguio! the people, the weather, the food, the city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5FkOFygRmI/AAAAAAAAANo/zUQ5gH_Uibs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157013241550882402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5FkOFygRmI/AAAAAAAAANo/zUQ5gH_Uibs/s200/untitled.bmp" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and my bestfriend decided to take extra courses for fashion merchandizing, we're gonna need a lot of knowledge for our soon to be made business (and I mean entrepreneurship) I still can't come up with a nice brand name though, if you have any suggestions please leave a comment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157017768446412402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5FoVlygRnI/AAAAAAAAANw/MjrJQmvSiVU/s200/fashion.bmp" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 is a succesful year for PETA. PETA secured landmark victories for animals when Burger King, Hardee's, and Carl's Jr. agreed to increase their purchases of pig meat and eggs from suppliers that don't confine animals to cages and crates that are so small that the animals can't even turn around. Wendy's also agreed to increase its purchases of crate-free pig meat, and all four restaurant chains agreed to give purchasing preference or consideration to companies that switch to controlled-atmosphere killing (CAK)—the least cruel method of slaughtering chickens. With CAK, birds are killed quickly and painlessly—using nonpoisonous gasses—while they are still in their transport cages. These changes were a direct result of PETA's corporate negotiations and campaign pressure. They will, without question, improve the lives of tens of millions of individual chickens and pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157025997603751554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="100" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R5Fv0lygRoI/AAAAAAAAAN4/q6AFCu9gGpQ/s320/peta.bmp" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes...ME? still single.... If you have any suggestions you can leave a comment too... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-3879113087702333615?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3879113087702333615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=3879113087702333615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3879113087702333615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;I L.O.V.E this song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0pt; WIDTH: 423px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(33,33,33)"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/" width="423" height="318" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="CONFIG_URL=http://www.mtv.com/player/embed/configuration.jhtml%3Fvid%3D177827&amp;amp;allowFullScreen=true" allowfullscreen="true" base="." allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; MARGIN: 0pt; OVERFLOW: auto; WIDTH: 423px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(33,33,33); TEXT-ALIGN: center; min-width: 423px"&gt;&lt;ul style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0pt; MARGIN: 0pt; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;li style="DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-RIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="this.style.textDecoration='underline'" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; BACKGROUND: 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together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I dont worry cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Everythings gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;People keep talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;They can say what they like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;When the rain is pouring down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And my heart is hurting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You will always be around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This I know for certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You and me together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I dont worry cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Everythings gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;People keep talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;They can say what they like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;But all I know is everything's gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I know some people search the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To find something like what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I know people will try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Try to divide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Something so real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;So till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Im telling you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;No one no one no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Oh oh oh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" 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Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7180846206751521316</id><published>2007-11-20T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:17:01.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter-Life Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R0IQZYqB-JI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bBzcxIpPCOE/s1600-h/1_716125060l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R0IQZYqB-JI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bBzcxIpPCOE/s200/1_716125060l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684553457301650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt; don't feel like Im living my life. I feel like Im living a distraction. Spending my time and energy on earth, time which I believe is my only time, failing to recognize or possibly even avoiding my purpose, masking my emotions and denying my self. Im not certain that I even have a -purpose-, or eliminating the possibility that such a purpose would be an individualistic rather than universal thing. Nor do I feel that I am consistently able to identify what my true emotions and motivations are. I don't know about you, but the notion that I am unable to define who or why I am scares the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly nagged at by this feeling of waste. I feel there's a sense of urgency to my youth, to my whole life. I try to immerse myself in as many things as possible. I go out all the time, talk to everyone about everything (I talk all goddamn day), read and watch everything I can, I try to be like this, because Im terrified of missing out. Missing it. Often, I am left with a lot of experience and very little understanding of what it means. Maybe I need more time for reflection, but Im not very good at sitting still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand people. I cant understand them. It seems to me that most everyone with any self-awareness at all should be doggedly concerned with the meaning of their life, and collectively, that of life in general. How can one not be? (Although from the blank looks on the faces I see on the street around here, it still doesn't surprise me.) Of course, not everyone has the luxury to sit around and philosophize. I sure don't. I don't mean to suggest that we should withdraw and everyone should sit around eating rice in orange robes until each and every person reaches enlightenment, but not to consider it at all ? Ignore the question ? Deny it's importance ? Write it off to philosophy ? Just for dreamers ? I just try to somehow incorporate these questions into my life, whatever my schedule may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young people, at least a lot of the ones I know, are becoming their jobs. Being defined by their job titles. We are raised to do just that, it seems. Go to school, get a good job, have a family, retire and die.&lt;br /&gt;And Im not saying that sounds so bad to me. Along the way, we become distracted with mortgages, car payments and bills. We try to lose ourselves in drugs and alcohol, searching for a respite, but from what ?&lt;br /&gt;We try to build self-esteem and release aggression in physical activities. And it seems that people are content. -I dont know the meaning of my life. I have no idea why I am alive, but I have a great job. I make a lot of money. I make a comfortable living.- Or -I love my family.- Or -I have a un-hittable fastball.- So what. Isn't there more out there ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion? Whew. Tough stuff. It seems there are so many different ideas out there about creation and the meaning of life. I was born a Catholic, went to religious schooling, made my Penance, was an altar boy and was Confirmed. I went on church every Sunday until I was about 14 or 15. Now, I hardly go, even on the holidays. It occurs to me more and more that I was a Catholic simply and only because I was born into it. It was indoctrinated in me since I was a child. If I was born into another family, in another part of the world Id most likely be of another faith. So, is religious belief luck-of-the-sperm ? Fate ? Religion does a lot of good in the world, I know. It provides a moral guideline for living. Charity and mercy and love. Fantastic stuff. But what is the end result, qualifying for Heaven, an eternal life of happiness. -I know the rules and I try real hard not to break them. This way I can die, and then Ill be happy.- Your whole life is a qualifying heat ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government ? -These are the laws you must obey and this is how we are going to arrange things, these are the services we will provide you with, these are your rights and this is what you owe us for this.- Well, Mr. President, I+m very excited about your position on the environment, but could you please tell me why the fuck I am alive ? Do you have a position on that? Are you a philosopher-king? You govern, you try to keep things going and keep people from killing each other and from starving, you perpetuate this forum within which I live, but to what end? And growing up in this world, this country anyway, it gets really hard to look beyond those parameters. We grow up trying to fit in and be comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The physical necessities are food, clothing and shelter (and sex). A roof over your head and a chicken in every pot. Then there are the emotional necessities. Being in love. Family. Friends. Feeling cared for and caring for someone. Being moral and compassionate (and sex). These things are all wonderful, but what about knowing why you are alive in the first place ? Do people really believe a fat paycheck is the answer ? Or that helping others, a life of charity, is the meaning of their life? Then what is the purpose of the person who provides you with a paycheck, the meaning of the lives of those you help, or the value of a system that puts people in the position of needing a paycheck or requiring help ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family provides meaning. Paycheck provides meaning (very little meaning, in my case). Charity provides meaning. But I can't help thinking that the true meaning of life surpasses these things. I realize it sounds a bit ridiculous that I am sitting around writing about a question I obviously can't answer, but it bugs me. There must be more to life than this. And there are so many distractions. Bars and cars and movies and guns and trips and sports (and sex).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of existence, as it seems to me, gets distorted from whatever it may be and evolves into a struggle for survival, and beyond that comfort. Fuck comfort. How can you find any peace of mind without meaning? (This would be a good time to tell me, if you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, is that what we are here for, to get through it, comfortably if possible ? To adjust ourselves, our words, our thoughts, ideas, actions and ultimately our souls into something that fits. Do we simply learn to manipulate this way of being, of interacting and socializing in such a way as to put us up the ladder as high as possible, some being better at it than others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if it's all wrong and we are really blowing it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7180846206751521316?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7180846206751521316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7180846206751521316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7180846206751521316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7180846206751521316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='Quarter-Life Crisis'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/R0IQZYqB-JI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bBzcxIpPCOE/s72-c/1_716125060l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-5298981712912721353</id><published>2007-11-13T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:55:19.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet talker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk7mrHfHGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MsO-pqUezMU/s1600-h/03007c293d144404b498bee133211ffc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk7mrHfHGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MsO-pqUezMU/s320/03007c293d144404b498bee133211ffc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132198785960582242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's an amazing feeling to meet a person who shares the same interest that you have.... I felt this connection that I only feel with rare people hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is one of the picture that was sent to me by a person who errr... loves me I guess! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you too!.... (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-5298981712912721353?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5298981712912721353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=5298981712912721353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5298981712912721353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/5298981712912721353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-talker.html' title='Sweet talker'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk7mrHfHGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MsO-pqUezMU/s72-c/03007c293d144404b498bee133211ffc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7008386200399464152</id><published>2007-11-13T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:47:17.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of a Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzksFLHfG_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/sJClIYmNWE4/s1600-h/1_890010980l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzksFLHfG_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/sJClIYmNWE4/s320/1_890010980l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132181717760547826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's the first ever team building of my team ("Monster Madness" that is) at Crystal Beach Resort San Narciso, Zambales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was harassed by the waves of the south china sea....this beach is not recommended for dog swimmers like me.... I call the resort "The Son of a Beach Resort"  after getting a tremendous body pain and several scrapes on my legs trust me you don't wanna go back there!...hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that made the trip unforgettable was the moment that i was able to share with my whole team....this is a one time experience coz we never know when can this happen again.... We became attached with each other more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to: Caren, Godfrey, Nikko and Muriel.... I had a great time hangin out with you guys!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some photos!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzksbrHfHAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PrIp9smO1uw/s1600-h/ashjkuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzksbrHfHAI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PrIp9smO1uw/s320/ashjkuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132182104307604482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzkw47HfHCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/e2QDGop5KzQ/s1600-h/IMG0162A%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzkw47HfHCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/e2QDGop5KzQ/s320/IMG0162A%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132187004865289250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkvRrHfHBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/g8FHZdkSFzo/s1600-h/1_606100564l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkvRrHfHBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/g8FHZdkSFzo/s320/1_606100564l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132185231043795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk1PbHfHDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ck1dtkYgATE/s1600-h/21-09-07_1837%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk1PbHfHDI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ck1dtkYgATE/s320/21-09-07_1837%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132191789458857010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk4WrHfHEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NFQN5pSIUA8/s1600-h/1_835115100l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk4WrHfHEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NFQN5pSIUA8/s320/1_835115100l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132195212547791938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk51LHfHFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xIQUmqAvzKI/s1600-h/1_473091548l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzk51LHfHFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/xIQUmqAvzKI/s320/1_473091548l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132196836045429842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7008386200399464152?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7008386200399464152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7008386200399464152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7008386200399464152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7008386200399464152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/son-of-beach.html' title='Son of a Beach'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzksFLHfG_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/sJClIYmNWE4/s72-c/1_890010980l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-111109887270115953</id><published>2007-11-13T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T12:00:07.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkgsLHfG-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/EWz75TFsesA/s1600-h/hallo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkgsLHfG-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/EWz75TFsesA/s320/hallo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132169193635912674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;ve been sooo lazy these past few days... I almost forgot that I have&lt;br /&gt;a blog site that I need to update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's my life goin? pretty smooth I guess..... ( i mean not quiet, hehe) Unfortunately, I was'nt able to visit my mum on the cemetery due to some uncertain circumstances.... I moved out of my apartment (emergency) and went back at my tita's place in Taytay... Its quiet a hassle to travel to work from taytay everyday but I'm working on it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politics!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Erap..... well this is just my opinion (plz. dn't get mad at me) Why? last month&lt;br /&gt;he was sooo expressive on how he disapprove with the current administration&lt;br /&gt;and now he's claiming how happy he was when president GMA gave her a pardon,&lt;br /&gt;whatever ERAP....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my pictures form the Halloween getup day on our office.... peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkZn7HfG7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/5rtcguwJ_LY/s1600-h/hallo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkZn7HfG7I/AAAAAAAAAHs/5rtcguwJ_LY/s200/hallo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132161424040074162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzke47HfG8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/18RxJC15PB4/s1600-h/gothic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rzke47HfG8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/18RxJC15PB4/s200/gothic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132167213655989186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkZT7HfG5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/LU7HK3UA7uk/s1600-h/hallo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkZT7HfG5I/AAAAAAAAAHc/LU7HK3UA7uk/s200/hallo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132161080442690450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-111109887270115953?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/111109887270115953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=111109887270115953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/111109887270115953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/111109887270115953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-drama.html' title='Halloween Drama'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RzkgsLHfG-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/EWz75TFsesA/s72-c/hallo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-1259460851525184817</id><published>2007-10-09T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:09:52.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 157px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/21URO3jU+IL._AA160_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Acer Ferrari 3000LMi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="width: 141px; height: 126px;" src="http://www.areamobile.de/images/handies/nokia/E90/200702121327Nokia_E90_alle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="f3"&gt;&lt;!--IMG  height=16 src="http://asia.cnet.com/i/g/ed_choice_48x16.gif" width=48  align=absMiddle border=0--&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.  Nokia E90 Communicator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="a6"&gt;&lt;a title="Click to close" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=5140618859559993179#"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 278px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.reduxpictures.com/blog/wp-content/ashlee-simpson-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;3. Third Alb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;um of Ms. Ashlee Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 183px;" src="http://www.punkie.com/Music/MyOneTrueFriend/Sweethearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. An Honest and Serious Partner (Again! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 153px;" src="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/images18/DachshundOscar5yearsOld1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My Dachshund Puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.seaplane-philippines.com/images/Boracay-Lrg..jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A Boracay Getaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.pentaxuser.co.uk/pages/mailorder/Kipling%20Group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I Still Want a Hot Kipling Bag! (Nutz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 167px;" src="http://nomunomu-shop.com/KIDS/14341_02_l11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A Really Cool Jacket From ZARA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 155px;" src="http://www.epinions.com/images/opti/35/b7/sprtTennisPrince_Triple_Threat_Ring-resized200.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Prince Triple Threat Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="a6"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rwrvmbl6b6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/y6OF14EYBZU/s1600-h/ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rwrvmbl6b6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/y6OF14EYBZU/s320/ash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119167369980833698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A Healthy and Refreshed ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- /TITLE --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-1259460851525184817?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1259460851525184817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=1259460851525184817&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1259460851525184817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/1259460851525184817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-christmas-wishlist.html' title='My Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rwrvmbl6b6I/AAAAAAAAAHM/y6OF14EYBZU/s72-c/ash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6051483928260284214</id><published>2007-10-04T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T06:30:53.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino Americans demand for apology from ABC and Desperate Housewives Petition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwQPOy_QuAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2nFChHsv3wk/s1600-h/60159dmku1enzmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwQPOy_QuAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2nFChHsv3wk/s320/60159dmku1enzmi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117231823479420930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a scene in which Susan was told by her gynecologist that she might be hitting menopause, she replied, "Can I just check those diplomas because I just want to make sure that they are not from some med school in the Philippines."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally agree with what this petition says, and I think you might agree, too.  If you can spare a moment, please take a look, and consider signing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the link to sign up for the petition.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/FilABC/petition.html"&gt;Filipino Americans demand for apology from ABC and Desperate Housewives Petition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6051483928260284214?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6051483928260284214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6051483928260284214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6051483928260284214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6051483928260284214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/filipino-americans-demand-for-apology.html' title='Filipino Americans demand for apology from ABC and Desperate Housewives Petition'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwQPOy_QuAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2nFChHsv3wk/s72-c/60159dmku1enzmi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7882683396151283763</id><published>2007-10-03T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:30:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>I created two new poems, here's an addition to my murky poetry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scarred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwMSMi_Qt-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/SbFPYLeSH6w/s1600-h/cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwMSMi_Qt-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/SbFPYLeSH6w/s320/cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116953608382887906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm broken, cut, and bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the inside of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All because of what you done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It really tore me apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try to move on ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try to get on with my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it seems no matter what I do, I think of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it makes me want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you did was very wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It shocked me in the worst possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You being the person you were never would have done the things you did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or would have said the things you did say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems so unbelievable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you could betray me like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trusted you so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gave me so much happiness and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My cuts will heal eventually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They will turn into ugly scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All except a few that were left by you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And they will stay forever on my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwMSfy_Qt_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/EVNjW6oRbug/s1600-h/ashhh1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwMSfy_Qt_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/EVNjW6oRbug/s320/ashhh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116953939095369714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She goes about her day to day and does her duties to perfection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She cries alone and works her way through fears and self rejection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one knows this angel is carrying around such grief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If they only saw a glimpse of things they'd sigh in disbelief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She seems to be so perfect not one single flaw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone looks at her with envy If they only knew it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her heart aches with loneliness and her tears disguised with pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why does she care what they think its becoming too much for her to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She sits at home and pours her heart out to a man that doesn't really care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He never hears a word she says he looks right through her as if she’s not really there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is running out of friends to confide in and family's gone astray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alone and broken hearted, she slits her wrists and slowly fades away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7882683396151283763?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7882683396151283763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7882683396151283763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7882683396151283763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7882683396151283763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RwMSMi_Qt-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/SbFPYLeSH6w/s72-c/cut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6703280279477382908</id><published>2007-09-26T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:11:49.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Become an Effective Manager</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvnD-S_Qt9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fSe-SQtSOTQ/s1600-h/thgehe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvnD-S_Qt9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fSe-SQtSOTQ/s400/thgehe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114334326872389586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I recently completed a seminar "Foundation Training for Managers" we tackled ideas on how to become an effective manager or a leader......I can't help but take down some nifty notes that might be helpful with some of you guys! you can actually use this not only in running a team or business but also in your decisions in everyday lives.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Title and Authority can be given but the willingness of others  to follow must be earned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Authoritarian management no longer works because people are  too well informed and have many other choices. Under authoritarian management  the best people will leave, poor performers will sabotage and mediocre  performers will stop thinking and just follow the rules even if the rules are  getting poor results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. As a manager/leader your job is: To provide the VISION of  where the organization is going and why. To GET WORK DONE THROUGH OTHERS and to  REMOVE OBSTACLES so people can perform at the highest level possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. 80% of all problems are system problems not people  problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Give people a vision, empower them to fulfill it and with  guidance they will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. A commitment to ongoing training for yourself and your  employees is one of the most cost-effective high productivity tools at your  disposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. People resist what they do not help to create.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. People are very smart. They will always figure out your agenda  because your actions speak louder than your words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. You get more of what you put your attention on. Be careful of  setting up unintended negative rewards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Effective DELEGATION is a learned skill not one you were born  with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Excellent communication skills are vital. Listening with the  intention to truly understand is one of your most powerful communication tools.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6  style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. Give up all assumptions about what people do or do not know,  will or will not do, should know or do, etc. Assumptions almost always get poor,  if not disastrous, results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;Always remember! Integrity + Quality + Teamwork = SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6703280279477382908?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6703280279477382908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6703280279477382908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6703280279477382908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6703280279477382908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/become-effective-manager.html' title='Become an Effective Manager'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvnD-S_Qt9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/fSe-SQtSOTQ/s72-c/thgehe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-932748442566899968</id><published>2007-09-21T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:40:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Rather Go Naked Than Wear FUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvMZZuLs-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ocQiep2Ynn8/s1600-h/fur1_bodyimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvMZZuLs-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ocQiep2Ynn8/s320/fur1_bodyimage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112457931680184722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do Calvin Klein, Ralph Lauren, and J.Crew have in common?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all  refuse to use or sell fur. Many top designers and retailers have stopped using  and selling fur for good as a result of constant pressure from PETA and our  members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, PETA members fight hard for the animals who are  maimed and killed for their fur. Together, we have made real changes in the  fashion world and have spared millions of animals from torturous lives and  grisly deaths. But there's so much more to do—and so many more animals need our  help right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fur industry, dogs, cats, raccoons, rabbits, and  many other animals are commonly skinned alive, crushed to death, and painfully  electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure you know, PETA will do anything—including take  our clothes off—to get media coverage and the public's attention in an effort to  stop this cruelty. For more than 25 years, celebrities, PETA members, and other  concerned animal advocates have joined us in the fight against fur. Many have  even shed their clothes to announce to the world that they'd &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/np384yd1ozZ3/" target="_blank"&gt;rather go naked  than wear fur.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activists of all ages and stars such as animal  rights superhero Pamela Anderson, as well as many other celebrities, have taken  a stand for animals by posing in PETA's "I'd Rather Go Naked Than Wear Fur" ads.  Recently supermodel Janice Dickinson and 30 other models made news when they hit  the streets of Hollywood stripped down to their undies and holding signs with  the message that wearing fur is heartless and cruel. You can see the photos  here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA's groundbreaking and head-turning anti-fur ads are seen on  taxi tops, buses, and billboards all around the world thanks to your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see our latest celebrity anti-fur ads, &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/nd384yd1ozZs/" target="_blank"&gt;click  here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have helped millions of people realize that there is  nothing fashionable about fur. And we have helped win some critical victories  for animals, including the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Major retailers like J.Crew, Ann Taylor, J. Jill, Forever 21, Wet Seal, and  many others no longer use or sell fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More than 10,000 compassionate people around the world have surrendered  their fur coats to PETA. We use the coats as bedding for rescued animals and in  library and school displays. We also donate them for use as clothing for the  homeless and refugees in war-torn Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More than 100,000 people have signed our pledge this year to go fur-free.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/n1384yd1ozZw/" target="_blank"&gt;If you  haven't already signed the pledge, please do so today.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can count on  your continued support as we enter the fall and winter fashion seasons. I want  every designer and retail store to know that PETA will not stop campaigning  until the day that animals are no longer slaughtered in the name of fashion.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/81384yd1ozZe/" target="_blank"&gt;Please  make as generous a donation as you can today.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-932748442566899968?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/932748442566899968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=932748442566899968&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/932748442566899968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/932748442566899968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/armanis-deadly-choice.html' title='I&apos;d Rather Go Naked Than Wear FUR'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RvMZZuLs-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ocQiep2Ynn8/s72-c/fur1_bodyimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-3978429138825234404</id><published>2007-09-13T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T20:52:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears VMA 2007 Performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=4033057&amp;amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D1101525%26fr%3Dyfp-t-501&amp;amp;imUrl=http%253A%252F%252Fvideo.yahoo.com%252Fvideo%252Fplay%253Fei%253DUTF-8%2526vid%253D1101525&amp;amp;imTitle=Britney%2BSpears%2B2007%2BMTV%2BVMA%2BPerformance%2Bof%2BGimme%2BMore&amp;amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/search/video?p=&amp;amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;amp;creatorValue=a3J6eV9raWQ3Nw%3D%3D&amp;amp;vid=1101525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty lame this performance of her comeback single "Gimme More" last 2007 MTV Video Music Awards....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone made nasty comments about her live performance during the said night... I think people was just used with how Britney performs on stage (snakes, lesbian kissing and so on) before. People expected too much knowing that its gonna be a comeback performance for Britney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why pick on Britney? there are lots of performers out there who really sucks on stage...I'm not a fan of Britney but I think people are exaggerating things too much don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted the video of the performance.....you decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-3978429138825234404?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3978429138825234404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=3978429138825234404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3978429138825234404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3978429138825234404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/britney-spears-vma-2007-preformance.html' title='Britney Spears VMA 2007 Performance'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-6351537336702124948</id><published>2007-09-11T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T07:43:08.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusauNJvcwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YOGyLO6GT6A/s1600-h/zcsdgdfhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusauNJvcwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YOGyLO6GT6A/s320/zcsdgdfhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110207583288783618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuscSNJvcxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LtX582Z9aPU/s1600-h/sdsdfgdgdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuscSNJvcxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/LtX582Z9aPU/s200/sdsdfgdgdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110209301275702034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dragover="true"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I made a family visit yesterday, it was my cousin's B-day (Gabby) as usual I'm  the cake sponsor....again....The "Magic sing" never fails to heat up the fun as  my tita belts out her signature Carpenter songs....We discussed a lot of things  as well....My lola sat down to talk about my plans in going back to Australia  and of course with her signature payo...."anak finish your studies! dahil wala  kang mararating kung hindi ka makakapagtapos...." I told her my plans and she  completely agreed, we all know that it's gonna be hard for me to go back in  Australia alone but they believe na kaya ko naman makapagsurvive daw....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dragover="true"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss my family so much.... I miss playing around w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dragover="true"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ith my cousins. I miss mocking my tito and tita's haaaaaayyyyy I miss my old life......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They visited my place and good thing walang pang ookray na  naganap! hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bad thing is hindi ako nag appear sa badminton game namin ni  Eric....I was hostaged by tita so most probably the ending is a token of  irritation from Eric...hehehe...Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a new buddy! Im so excited! A Dachshund  puppy...Dachshund  puppies are really smart daw....hmmm I wonder what Im gonna  call him?.....I'm thinking "Edison" or something very human para buddy ang  dating talaga... Ill be posting the pictures as soon as I have him....yey! yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;  &lt;/h6&gt; &lt;h6 style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt; &lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-6351537336702124948?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6351537336702124948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=6351537336702124948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6351537336702124948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/6351537336702124948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusauNJvcwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YOGyLO6GT6A/s72-c/zcsdgdfhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-8379163641965794155</id><published>2007-09-08T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:16:39.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambi Butchers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuH24fUGDNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WWLIcQNKzz0/s1600-h/hhhhhh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuH24fUGDNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WWLIcQNKzz0/s320/hhhhhh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107634902753742034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the horrifying abuse of animals in factory farms and slaughterhouses is  one of the most atrocious displays of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/Jd384yd1umCa/" target="_blank"&gt;cruelty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;these days, I just about lost it when I saw a new video that some PETA  investigators passed along. You can actually see deer being pulled around by the  ears, suffering as the door is slammed on their head, and slowly bleeding to  death. Honestly, it's sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venison (a.k.a. deer flesh) that is served up in fancy restaurants often comes  from deer "farms" where animals are raised and later slaughtered in a pretty  ugly process! It sort of makes me glad that I don't eat any animals' flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message is pretty simple. If you buy venison, you are supporting  cruelty to animals. It's really that simple. Put any label (kosher, free range,  organic, etc) you want on it, but at the end of the day, how could any  compassionate person eat the body of a tortured animal for no good  reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://getactive.peta.org/ct/J1384yd1umCq/" target="_blank"&gt;Act now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by sending a letter to the owner of Musicon Farm,  where this video was taken, and demand that he immediately enact welfare  changes! Better yet, tell him to shut down this operation all together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-8379163641965794155?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8379163641965794155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=8379163641965794155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/8379163641965794155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/8379163641965794155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/venison.html' title='Bambi Butchers'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuH24fUGDNI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WWLIcQNKzz0/s72-c/hhhhhh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-9046012863454106480</id><published>2007-09-08T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T08:18:32.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FHM Sexiext Women of 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHM'S GREATEST!!!  ASTIG ANG BEAUTY NG MGA ATENG 'TO....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katrina Halili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHaT_UGDEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hgzlHzpj7ks/s1600-h/kat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHaT_UGDEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hgzlHzpj7ks/s320/kat.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107603489362938946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angel Locsin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHawvUGDFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CFImln_u7Oc/s1600-h/angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHawvUGDFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CFImln_u7Oc/s320/angel.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107603983284178002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angelica Panganiban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHbHvUGDGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nPTGNtew_4w/s1600-h/angelica.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHbHvUGDGI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nPTGNtew_4w/s320/angelica.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107604378421169250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amanda Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHcgfUGDHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tlCmvhtKiDE/s1600-h/amanda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHcgfUGDHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tlCmvhtKiDE/s320/amanda.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107605903134559346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anne Curtis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHdPfUGDII/AAAAAAAAAEU/jMrjm9WCdrg/s1600-h/Anne.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHdPfUGDII/AAAAAAAAAEU/jMrjm9WCdrg/s320/Anne.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107606710588411010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bianca King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHd-PUGDJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2fehm6oLSXc/s1600-h/bianca.bmp"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHd-PUGDJI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2fehm6oLSXc/s320/bianca.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107607513747295378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francine Prieto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHeZPUGDKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RGDVoK3KeBk/s1600-h/francine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHeZPUGDKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RGDVoK3KeBk/s320/francine.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107607977603763362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iwa Moto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHe7PUGDLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EwqLnNGoE2U/s1600-h/iwa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHe7PUGDLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EwqLnNGoE2U/s320/iwa.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107608561719315634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ehra Madrigal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHfy_UGDMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZNsJhAdl99E/s1600-h/ehra.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHfy_UGDMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZNsJhAdl99E/s320/ehra.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107609519497022658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-9046012863454106480?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9046012863454106480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=9046012863454106480&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/9046012863454106480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/9046012863454106480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/fhm-sexiext-women-of-2007.html' title='FHM Sexiext Women of 2007'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RuHaT_UGDEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hgzlHzpj7ks/s72-c/kat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7791575619676908721</id><published>2007-09-08T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T07:23:15.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love my BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusXitJvcuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ImSf9UlKrRE/s1600-h/fsgfsasdfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusXitJvcuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ImSf9UlKrRE/s320/fsgfsasdfs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110204087185404642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Best Friend's Birthday! As usual I'm the cake sponsor! Ill have to say that I'm so blessed to have a bestfriend like him, I mean he's the only one that can tolerate my unexplainable behavior! hehe. Even though the world rebel against me i know Ill always have him fight by my side..... I love my best friend.... (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I wasn't able to enjoy the party (and the food of course!)I think my dentist is torturing me...(help!) Well, hopefully by next year I can have this annoying metal removed from my teeth...flashing pearly smile! here I come! (wishing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7791575619676908721?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7791575619676908721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7791575619676908721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7791575619676908721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7791575619676908721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-my-bff.html' title='I Love my BFF'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/RusXitJvcuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ImSf9UlKrRE/s72-c/fsgfsasdfs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7602474302290744079</id><published>2007-09-05T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:03:52.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Beauties Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When Duty Calls.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsPUGC5I/AAAAAAAAACc/Kgs8pOq5VL0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsPUGC5I/AAAAAAAAACc/Kgs8pOq5VL0/s320/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106503294835362706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsfUGC6I/AAAAAAAAACk/Ek0KjnUwP90/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsfUGC6I/AAAAAAAAACk/Ek0KjnUwP90/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106503299130330018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsfUGC7I/AAAAAAAAACs/v-ped74ug1A/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsfUGC7I/AAAAAAAAACs/v-ped74ug1A/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106503299130330034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wwPUGC4I/AAAAAAAAACU/9kfYIkZfC0I/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wwPUGC4I/AAAAAAAAACU/9kfYIkZfC0I/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106502264043211650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wvvUGC0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6bMAi33ROtE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wvvUGC0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/6bMAi33ROtE/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106502255453276994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wv_UGC1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/eLP6ntmozOA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wv_UGC1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/eLP6ntmozOA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106502259748244306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wv_UGC2I/AAAAAAAAACE/oFiklw3ohnY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wv_UGC2I/AAAAAAAAACE/oFiklw3ohnY/s320/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106502259748244322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wwPUGC3I/AAAAAAAAACM/xr2vXruy7Yw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3wwPUGC3I/AAAAAAAAACM/xr2vXruy7Yw/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106502264043211634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Sleeping Beauty of the Month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsvUGC8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jyJrchdwu-8/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsvUGC8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jyJrchdwu-8/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106503303425297346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-7602474302290744079?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7602474302290744079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=7602474302290744079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7602474302290744079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/7602474302290744079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleeping-beauties-part-2.html' title='Sleeping Beauties Part 2'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3xsPUGC5I/AAAAAAAAACc/Kgs8pOq5VL0/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-3430050865883062321</id><published>2007-09-05T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:04:02.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=2147447858&amp;border=11&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/SeanKingston.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahref="http://www.metrolyrics.com/beautiful-girls-lyrics-sean-kingston.html" title=""&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-3430050865883062321?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3430050865883062321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=3430050865883062321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3430050865883062321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/3430050865883062321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/lss-of-week.html' title='LSS of the Week'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-4922121268512822775</id><published>2007-09-04T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T05:39:05.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipating Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3QUvUGCqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2FhIYzF7UM/s1600-h/ash.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3QUvUGCqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2FhIYzF7UM/s320/ash.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106466607224720034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I woke up and felt the anticipation of going back to Australia, I dnt know what came in my mind but I guess I realized that I just turned 21 and things must be put up in good places while Im still capable of doing it. Going back to Australia will be the biggest decision Ill ever&lt;br /&gt;make in my life (well...so far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have to save money (and I mean a BIG ammount of money)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in store for me in Australia? a succesful future? or a one big failure? for me I don't really care what's gonna happen, I grew tired of living a "moronic" life here in the Philippines (for crying out loud! I dont wanna take calls forever!) I want a new life. I want to start again... fix&lt;br /&gt;myself up and work on my future. Even though it means I have to leave my family and friends....Well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"life is full of sacrifices if you want something to happen, you really have to give up something to achieve it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't belive that there is no future here in the Philipines, we gotta remember that wherever part of the earth we are, we are still the one who controls our future, I mean we can work in a multi-million company in the states or something but still end up becoming a big loser, Im leaving this place because I know that by doing this Ill be able to move on, restart, it's like being born again!... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia is my second home so it's not gonna be hard for me, I know ill be able to finish up my studies there and live a normal life just like what I do here in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a big boy now....and I am fully decided, Australia Im coming back...for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-4922121268512822775?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4922121268512822775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=4922121268512822775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4922121268512822775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/4922121268512822775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/anticipation.html' title='Anticipating Down Under'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rt3QUvUGCqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/N2FhIYzF7UM/s72-c/ash.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-2951841999858672284</id><published>2007-08-30T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T03:46:34.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crazy Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is crazy, It's freakin funny.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba ! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. "Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don't want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe her anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's our of our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://rpc.blogrolling.com/display.php?r=89c0508ecbcb1ff96059d4707dc7c8ff"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5140618859559993179-2951841999858672284?l=janashlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2951841999858672284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140618859559993179&amp;postID=2951841999858672284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2951841999858672284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140618859559993179/posts/default/2951841999858672284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janashlee.blogspot.com/2007/08/crazy-thing.html' title='A Crazy Thing'/><author><name>Jan Ashlee Franco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11814234807380598509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140618859559993179.post-7569367621057448719</id><published>2007-08-23T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T10:11:42.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination of a Person Trying to Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rszsy_UGCpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tT7S1hwwSpw/s1600-h/aash2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKJeUY3_7EM/Rszsy_UGCpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tT7S1hwwSpw/s320/aash2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101712838637259410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Sans-serif;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It occurred to me again, this time in the middle&lt;br /&gt;of procrastinating against studying for an exam&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. I kept you safe within the remote areas&lt;br /&gt;of my consciousness, but suddenly, as if driven&lt;br /&gt;by an unknown force, your memory unearths itself,&lt;br /&gt;returning some sort of unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, I pause from studying and I start&lt;br /&gt;thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;And it always left me a touch of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I was concerned, I made it a point not&lt;br /&gt;to think about you anymore, at least not that&lt;br /&gt;often as I used to, in the form of preoccupation.&lt;br /&gt;There’s a lot of homework to do, friends to spend&lt;br /&gt;time and energy with, family affairs, television,&lt;br /&gt;radio. There’s even a new object of affection in&lt;br /&gt;the rough. Works for the most part, I should say.&lt;br /&gt;Within the confines of my room with school books&lt;br /&gt;before me, there is forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the manner by which ice cubes freeze&lt;br /&gt;bacteria within their crystal networks. As long&lt;br /&gt;as they remain frozen, everything’s safe. There&lt;br /&gt;is no need to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, you still manage to permeate my&lt;br /&gt;system, as if it were an expertise or a tediously-&lt;br /&gt;learned skill. Moment by moment, you profusely&lt;br /&gt;enter my mind, filling my awareness with lost&lt;br /&gt;memories of once-upon-a-times and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;Remembrances of holding hands, afternoon walks,&lt;br /&gt;lunch outs, text messages and phone calls. Of&lt;br /&gt;yesterday’s seemingly unbreakable promises and&lt;br /&gt;proclamations of forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should’ve put into mind what an old friend once&lt;br /&gt;wrote, &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘Forever is not real’. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always yearned to understand what had&lt;br /&gt;happened between us. Us won’t even suffice: it&lt;br /&gt;was never a real relationship to begin with. We&lt;br /&gt;just hung out and talked and spent time together&lt;br /&gt;more often than we did with our other friends and&lt;br /&gt;colleagues. Sometimes it pained me that I could&lt;br /&gt;not do anything in my power to make you speak&lt;br /&gt;about us. Certainly, the ambiguity was present,&lt;br /&gt;the ambiguity which you never wanted to clarify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only let you go on with whatever it was&lt;br /&gt;that you desired, whether it be ranting about&lt;br /&gt;your insecurities, rejoicing over happier news or&lt;br /&gt;lamenting about your eventful past. On the other&lt;br /&gt;side, I remained silent in the middle of your&lt;br /&gt;hyped-up emotion. I was like a child with beaming&lt;br /&gt;eyes, eager to hear more stories of how you came&lt;br /&gt;about to be the person that you are. For you once&lt;br /&gt;told me that listening to you gave you strength&lt;br /&gt;to go on, and so I did. I have always wanted you&lt;br /&gt;to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet when it was my turn to be heard, the silence&lt;br /&gt;was a void. I suspended my disbelief when I&lt;br /&gt;convinced myself that you always meant well,&lt;br /&gt;whenever you apologized for there was nothing you&lt;br /&gt;can do about my bouts of depression, or when you&lt;br /&gt;simplify things by saying that everything will be&lt;br /&gt;alright. I know I should not expect things from&lt;br /&gt;other people; perhaps I was at fault when I&lt;br /&gt;wanted more from you when you can only give so&lt;br /&gt;little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hurt me. You hurt me many, many times. You&lt;br /&gt;hurt me so intensely I never dared to tell you&lt;br /&gt;anything about it. I was a fool to think that it&lt;br /&gt;was a better way of dealing with things. And&lt;br /&gt;that, I presume to be my biggest mistake: I&lt;br /&gt;abandoned myself. I sought for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;that I forgot about mine altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, you vanished, very much like&lt;br /&gt;a soap bubble floating across air. I have watched&lt;br /&gt;you in complete awe, wonder and even fascination.&lt;br /&gt;And similar to any ethereal fleeting moment, you&lt;br /&gt;were gone, leaving me clueless as to whether you&lt;br /&gt;even existed in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe what we had was love. Maybe I loved you,&lt;br /&gt;and I hope to heavens that you loved me back:&lt;br /&gt;even just for a split second when we held hands,&lt;br /&gt;or during that moment when I looked into your&lt;br /&gt;eyes, or the time when I laughed at one of your&lt;br /&gt;silly quirks. I’d be content with that idea, I’d&lt;br /&gt;be content that in the course of our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;there was a moment of mutuality; even if it was&lt;br /&gt;so quick I never noticed it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I still do love you, but that won’t do&lt;br /&gt;much now. I can fight to save everything that&lt;br /&gt;I’ve invested, but I chose not to. I have&lt;br /&gt;treasured you in the past, and that will be&lt;br /&gt;enough. Right now, all I can do is wish you well&lt;br /&gt;in all your endeavors, including the pursuit for&lt;br /&gt;the one who is right for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is only a beginning disguised as a&lt;br /&gt;parting. I will still think about you every now&lt;br /&gt;and then, probably be sad once in a while, but&lt;br /&gt;you need not to worry. For I am okay and I will&lt;br /&gt;be okay under all circumstances. It may take time&lt;br /&gt;for me to love again, but in the long run, it&lt;br /&gt;will be all worth it. I may still risk myself,&lt;br /&gt;but every risk in its own respect is worth taking&lt;br /&gt;anyway. Love is such a convoluted mixture of&lt;br /&gt;emotions and decisions that it’s a matter of&lt;br /&gt;working your way through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for gracing my life like a whirlwind,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me breathless and hurt, inspired and&lt;br /&gt;furious, affectionate and listless. You’ve taught&lt;br /&gt;me quite a lot and I learned them in the most&lt;br /&gt;humbling manner. Thank you for showing me what it&lt;br /&gt;means to be human, to commit mistakes, and to&lt;br /&gt;discover how to regain yourself after everything&lt;br /&gt;that had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I always say, Ad astra per aspera. A&lt;br /&gt;rough road leads to the stars. 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