<?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-8371743</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:32:13.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You see me</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-112478588176216183</id><published>2005-08-23T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T01:32:16.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mamamyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1580596/feat.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamamy sinong di mawiwili sa ganda na eto ay di ka magsisi!!&lt;br /&gt;Mamamy sabi ni andre...sa sexy ni momy ay di na pipili....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momy...kay ka ang singing ko to thr tune of Wowoweee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-112478588176216183?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/112478588176216183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=112478588176216183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/112478588176216183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/112478588176216183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/08/mamamyy.html' title='mamamyy'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-112478568860587853</id><published>2005-08-23T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T01:28:08.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The gwapitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1580597/feat.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga post ng mga gwapitos....u like it! weeeeeee andre and dad...  binagbiyak n bunga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-112478568860587853?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/112478568860587853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=112478568860587853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/112478568860587853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/112478568860587853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/08/gwapitos.html' title='The gwapitos'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111942344999816224</id><published>2005-06-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:57:30.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My bench life</title><content type='html'>Hello world!!! I welcome myself to Accenture!!!! Wow pang-HOLLYWOOD na daw ako kasi multinational company na daw ako. So nilibre ko sarili ko, nagpakalunod ako sa alak, naglaro ng MU maghapon. Unang araw excited pa ako. Sino kaya magiging team ko? yan ang isa sa mga tanong ko nun palang sa simula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shet sa BENCH ako napunta. Banku, upuan, tambakan (ng magagaling..hehehe..yabang ko). Maghapon wla kan ginawa kundi mag chat, mag CBT , makipagkulitan sa kung sinong dumating dyan..... Ganyan buhay ko sa BENCH, pacoffee coffee, milo...sawa n nga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana marollin na ko for some action naman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111942344999816224?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111942344999816224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111942344999816224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111942344999816224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111942344999816224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-bench-life.html' title='My bench life'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111804715606384113</id><published>2005-06-06T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:44:43.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mukha mo save mo</title><content type='html'>Buti na lang gumawa ako agad ng hakbang at hindi ako nagpasilaw sa anumang balakid na inihahain. Natuklasan ko sa aking sarili na hindi lahat ng panahon kampi sayo. Kaya payo ko sa aking sarili hinding hindi ako babalik sa natapos na. Tulad na rin ng payo ng isa kong matalik na kaibigan, "Masakit man sa damdamin, wag lilingon sa nakaraan". Para kasing pagkain na nginuya mo, niluwal mo, tapos ngayun kakanin mo. Yak naman!!!.  Tsk! tsk! tsk!, Naghihinayan lang ako sa mga taong pinaniwalaan ko sa matagal na panahon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Family first over work", yan ang payo nila nun, pero bakit nagkaganun? Wla na akong masabi....dot dot dot...Ah eto "Change is difficult but change is inevitable"...hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never move without my plan B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111804715606384113?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111804715606384113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111804715606384113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111804715606384113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111804715606384113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/06/mukha-mo-save-mo.html' title='Mukha mo save mo'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111683076372554171</id><published>2005-05-22T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:46:03.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna fly away</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=" http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218585/feat.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this monkey-eating-eagle ...mhhhhh sort of. I want to spread my wings and try my options on the wicked wild world surrounding us. I know deep-deep-down in my heart i can do it......... so let me try and sing.... 'I want to get away...I want to fly away..yehhhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111683076372554171?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111683076372554171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111683076372554171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111683076372554171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111683076372554171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wanna-fly-away.html' title='I wanna fly away'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111683044960326271</id><published>2005-05-22T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:51:40.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see dead people</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=" http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218587/feat.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken inside the malinta tunnel where according to our guide hundreds of Japanese soldiers commited mass suicide on the walls of this tunnel itself.......huuuuuuu takot ako!!!! nginiiiiiiiiggggg!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111683044960326271?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111683044960326271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111683044960326271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111683044960326271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111683044960326271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-see-dead-people.html' title='I see dead people'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111682886005901361</id><published>2005-05-22T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:17:44.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corregidor Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218561/feat.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much awaited company outing has held on the war ruins of Corregidor. I saw the the weaponry, the barracks, the tunnels....all is well except for the dinner, ano yun merienda,yung dagat bwesit puro bato...Lufet organizer namin noh....... ayoko n final n ito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111682886005901361?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111682886005901361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111682886005901361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111682886005901361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111682886005901361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/05/corregidor-outing.html' title='Corregidor Outing'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-111682920432892871</id><published>2005-04-30T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:53:10.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I quit</title><content type='html'>Well for important some reasons and for almost 6 years of work on MDi I finally decided to quit. And my story goes this way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apolinar Cueva&lt;br /&gt;Mobility Development Group Manager&lt;br /&gt;6/Floor Peninsula Court Building&lt;br /&gt;8735 Paseo de Roxas cor. Makati Avenue&lt;br /&gt;Makati City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with great sorrow that I am hereby tendering my resignation to you and wish to advise you that May 30, 2005 will be my last day of employment. Although there is much to say, I believe you know the reasons leading to this decision, and I will therefore leave them unsaid at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate having had the opportunity of being a member of MDi Mobility Development Group for so many years and offer my best wishes for your continued success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Joseph G. Mercado&lt;br /&gt;Senior Enterprise Developer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cc: Iolanthe Elaine Mendoza  &lt;br /&gt; Human Resource and Administration Manager&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-111682920432892871?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/111682920432892871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=111682920432892871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111682920432892871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/111682920432892871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-quit.html' title='I quit'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110350453303040982</id><published>2004-12-19T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:55:28.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The D day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218266/feat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot was taken at Dencios with Alvin, Don and Me. What a pose!!!! We came here together as a team of people who tries to defy the world and eat like there is no tomorrow. Picture was taken from a newly acquired mobile phone nokia 7610. Sorry Sir you have to take the picture for us. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110350453303040982?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110350453303040982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110350453303040982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110350453303040982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110350453303040982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/12/d-day.html' title='The D day'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110333347829189576</id><published>2004-12-17T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:12:29.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The posing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218256/feat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!! nice shot dude. HEHEHEHE this is me. Picture was taken from our newly nokia 6630 gadget whatta smile!!!!. Im dying to owe one. Well the fact is i dont have the money. HEHHEHEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110333347829189576?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110333347829189576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110333347829189576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110333347829189576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110333347829189576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/12/posing.html' title='The posing'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110843190442646539</id><published>2004-12-11T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:55:24.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218326/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures taken from our outing adventure in laguna courtesy of Pareng Alfonso together with His beautiful bride-to-be Vanessa from canada. Mga tol i love the place. Thanks for inviting us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110843190442646539?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110843190442646539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110843190442646539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110843190442646539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110843190442646539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/12/outing.html' title='The outing'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110152333019762968</id><published>2004-11-26T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:57:03.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My company web site make over</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i noticed the current company website which SUCKS!. I can't imagine they paid for it. Anway it came to my attention to change the whole design layout of the site beacuse of some problems complained by our MARKETING people, ehem person pala si JANICE, the gorgeous gurl next door. Hehehee peace man!!!! For now ill give you an idea how it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/web.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110152333019762968?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110152333019762968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110152333019762968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110152333019762968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110152333019762968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-company-web-site-make-over.html' title='My company web site make over'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110108551341974001</id><published>2004-11-21T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T17:05:13.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson of life</title><content type='html'>The first day of school our professor introduced&lt;br /&gt;himself and challenged us to get to know&lt;br /&gt;someone we didn't already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up to look around, when a gentle hand&lt;br /&gt;touched my shoulder. I turned around to find&lt;br /&gt;wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with&lt;br /&gt;smile that lit up her entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm&lt;br /&gt;87 years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and&lt;br /&gt;enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!",&lt;br /&gt;and she gave me a giant squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent&lt;br /&gt;age?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich&lt;br /&gt;husband, get married, have a couple of kids..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may&lt;br /&gt;have motivated her to be taking on this challenge&lt;br /&gt;at her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always dreamed of having a college education&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm getting one!" she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class we walked to the student union&lt;br /&gt;building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We&lt;br /&gt;became instant friends. Every day for the next&lt;br /&gt;three months we would leave class together and&lt;br /&gt;talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening&lt;br /&gt;to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom&lt;br /&gt;and experience with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the year, Rose became a&lt;br /&gt;campus icon and she easily made friends&lt;br /&gt;wherever she went. She loved to dress up and&lt;br /&gt;she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her&lt;br /&gt;from the other students. She was living it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the semester we invited Rose to&lt;br /&gt;speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what&lt;br /&gt;she taught us. She was introduced and stepped&lt;br /&gt;up to the podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she began to deliver her prepared speech,&lt;br /&gt;she dropped her 3 x 5 cards on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated and a little embarrassed, she leaned&lt;br /&gt;into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm&lt;br /&gt;so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent! and this whiskey&lt;br /&gt;is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in&lt;br /&gt;order, so let me just tell you what I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we laughed, she cleared her throat and&lt;br /&gt;began, "We do not stop playing because we are&lt;br /&gt;old; we grow old because we stop playing. There&lt;br /&gt;are only four secrets to staying young, being&lt;br /&gt;happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh&lt;br /&gt;and find humor every day. You've got to have a&lt;br /&gt;dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We&lt;br /&gt;have so many people walking around who are&lt;br /&gt;dead and don't even know it! There is a huge&lt;br /&gt;difference between growing older and growing up.&lt;br /&gt;If you are 19 years old and lie in bed for one full&lt;br /&gt;year and don't do one productive thing, you will&lt;br /&gt;turn 20 years old. If I am 87 years old and stay in&lt;br /&gt;bed for a year and never do anything, I will turn 88."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anybody can grow OLDER. That doesn't take&lt;br /&gt;any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by&lt;br /&gt;always finding the opportunity in change. Have no&lt;br /&gt;regrets The elderly usually don't have regrets for&lt;br /&gt;what we did,! but rather for things we did not do.&lt;br /&gt;The only people who fear death are those with&lt;br /&gt;regrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She concluded her speech by courageously&lt;br /&gt;singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to&lt;br /&gt;study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;At the year's end Rose finished the college&lt;br /&gt;degree she had begun all those years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week after graduation Rose died peacefully&lt;br /&gt;in her sleep. Over 2,000 college students&lt;br /&gt;attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful&lt;br /&gt;woman who taught by example that it's never too&lt;br /&gt;late to be all you can possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you finish reading this, please send this&lt;br /&gt;peaceful word of advice to your friends and family,&lt;br /&gt;they'll really enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words have been passed along in loving&lt;br /&gt;memory of ROSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: GROWING OLDER IS&lt;br /&gt;MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL We&lt;br /&gt;make a Living by what we get; we make a Life by&lt;br /&gt;what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a&lt;br /&gt;calm passage. If God brings you to it - He will&lt;br /&gt;bring you through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110108551341974001?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110108551341974001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110108551341974001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110108551341974001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110108551341974001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/lesson-of-life.html' title='A lesson of life'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110065530703190245</id><published>2004-11-16T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:40:37.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me! happy birthday to me! happy birthday to me! happy birthday! happy birthday! happy birthday to me!!!! yahoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110065530703190245?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110065530703190245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110065530703190245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to me'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110056791011193208</id><published>2004-11-15T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T01:30:08.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im feeling sick</title><content type='html'>Hi blog, im kinda felling sick today. I got a inflame tonsilitis. Anyway im loaded with medicine and other stuff to battles this GRRRRR.... Dran tonsils. Anyway we watch the movie Incredible last weekend with my family and it was fun. My son was shouting everytime he sees DASH...heheheh....no wonder where he got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110056791011193208?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110056791011193208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110056791011193208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-feeling-sick.html' title='Im feeling sick'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110013410978897457</id><published>2004-11-10T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:32:23.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up li'l felah!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1217979/mob.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my son "Raphael Andre Mercado" , his now 1 year and 4 months old. Is'nt he cute? Like Father like son they say! Althougth he got most of the things from his mom, his eyes, nose , lips...etc. but still he got my dimples. Im proud to be your father son.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110013410978897457?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110013410978897457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110013410978897457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110013410978897457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110013410978897457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/wake-up-lil-felah.html' title='Wake up li&apos;l felah!!!'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110007868763748307</id><published>2004-11-08T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T22:14:26.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wake up this morning thinking of all the things that need to be done. BIR projects suck!!! Its  been a year now since this project got started and until now its not yet accep]ted. DARN...arrrrrrgggh!! Anyway i got things in order while am taking my shower. Thinking of all procedure, lines of code on how to attack my new project somehow made me fell relax and incontrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110007868763748307?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110007868763748307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110007868763748307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/11/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh Start'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110264546292187419</id><published>2004-08-11T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:38:21.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My one and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218047/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my lovely wife during our wedding day. Mommy your so beautiful. I will never stop loving you till the end of my life. LOVE YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110264546292187419?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110264546292187419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110264546292187419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110264546292187419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110264546292187419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-one-and-only_11.html' title='My one and only'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110014880186454236</id><published>2004-08-10T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:40:11.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=" http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218045/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect couple of the year. As you can see I was so lucky to have a beautiful wife and a rugrats son...hhehehhe. This photo was taken after our church wedding in Saint Louis Parish Church in Solano, Nueva Viscaya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110014880186454236?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110014880186454236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110014880186454236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110014880186454236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110014880186454236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2004/08/wedding-day.html' title='Wedding day'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8371743.post-110014845444481008</id><published>2003-06-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:56:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejavu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=" http://i.buzznet.com/img/1218504/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys! this is late post. This photo was taken two years ago if my memory is correct, where blog like this dont exist or did'nt cross my web curiosity. Anyway the story of this photo was when a good old schoolmate of mine got home from Singapore. We did coffee session here and eventually invaded a chinese restuarant, where we eat as if its the end of the world...hehehe (dead hunger) ...patay gutom daw. bwehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8371743-110014845444481008?l=jmer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/feeds/110014845444481008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8371743&amp;postID=110014845444481008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110014845444481008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8371743/posts/default/110014845444481008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmer.blogspot.com/2003/06/dejavu.html' title='Dejavu'/><author><name>jmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09384128099266587609</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/jmer/m4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
