<?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-17664072</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:02:59.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kulitcorporation</title><subtitle type='html'>this is where i sing my peace out loud.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-9099687838931676343</id><published>2007-10-08T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:25:57.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whoops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more @ &lt;a href="http://kulitcorporation.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply :) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kulitcorporation.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-9099687838931676343?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/9099687838931676343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=9099687838931676343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/9099687838931676343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/9099687838931676343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2007/10/whoops.html' title='whoops'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-117159593434743583</id><published>2007-02-15T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:18:54.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good intention</title><content type='html'>Intention is an alchemic prescription that can turn base dirt into noble gold. The hadith says "All actions depends upon intentions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometimes interpreted to mean that good intentions justify bad deeds too and turn sins meritorious. This is entirely wrong. Sin is always a sin no matter how noble the intention may be. For instance if someone breaks into a house to steal with the intention of giving away as alms whatever he would steal would be a thief deserving the prescribed punishment. His good intentions would not earn him any merit nor would his sin be pardoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this hadith means is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A good deed earns merit only if done with right intention. For instance prayer would earn merit only when one prays only for Divine pleasure; if one prays to impress others, then, instead of earning merit, it would earn punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The second interpretation which is germane to the present discussion is that all lawful deeds actually earn neither merit nor punishment, but if these are done with good intent, they become acts of worship and earn merit. For instance eating is lawful; but if one eats with the intention that food shall give him energy and that energy he shall spend in the service of Allah, the act of eating would earn merit. Similarly if one eats with the intent that his physical body too has its rights and dues which include nourishment through eating or if one eats with the intent of getting pleasure and taste and of thanking Allah for these, the eating become an act of merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no lawful deed of life, which if done with good intent, does not become act of merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few instances shall elucidate the point further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Honest earning, whether by trade or service or industry or agriculture, if done with the intent of rightly fulfilling the duties enjoined by Allah toward oneself and one's family, would become an act of merit. Then if one further intends to spend whatever he may save after fulfilling the needs of himself and his family in helping the poor and in other similar good deeds, he would earn further merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) When a person engaged in learning intends to serve the humanity through his knowledge he would go on earning merit as long as he remains engaged in acquisition of knowledge. For instance a student of religion may decide to propagate the faith, a medical student to alleviate human suffering due to disease, an engineering student to serve his people through his specialised knowledge etc. all these acts would become acts of merit because of the intention which motivates the doer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) A man, knowing that sustenance and subsistence is the responsibility of Allah which He shall fulfil without fail, engages is a particular profession or vocation with a view to serve humanity, his profession would earn him merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance if someone enters the medical profession consciously choosing it form among other professions in order to cure the sick, he would earn merit even if he charges for his services. Such a man would not hesitate to provide free treatment for the poor and the destitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cloth merchant who enters this profession to provide clothes to people because clothing onself is a religious duty, would also earn merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly a government servant, motivated by a desire to serve the common man and fulfil his needs, would earn merit. Thus every profession, becomes meritorious, provided the intention is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) If one dresses in finery not to show off his status or wealth, but to afford pleasure to others, it is an act of merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(d) If one treats his children with love because it is a sunnah of our etemally blessed Prophet, it earns him merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) If one does the household chores because this too is a sunnah as our etemally blessed Prophet helped in the housework, it merits rewards in the Afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(f) Loving conversation with wife and children is a sunnah and the eternally blessed Prophet has so ordained, hence such an act is also meritorious if done to follow the sunnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(g) Hospitality to guests, if shown in pursuance of sunnah is an act of merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(h) Planting a sapling or plant in the house so that it may one day be of use of some man or animal and please the onlooker would be a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i) Writing a beautiful and legible hand to make it easy for the reader to read is an act of merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(j) If a woman dresses herself in beautiful raiment and wears ornaments and adorns herself to please her husband and if a man remains clean and neat to please his wife, both are good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(k) If permissible recreation is indulged in to the extent needed to prepare oneself for duties it is a meritorious act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) If a watch is kept to know prayer timings and to realize the value of time which is intended to be spent in good deeds, it is an act that earns merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few common examples from everyday life which can earn much merit for the doer. Imam Ghazali has rightly observed in his Ihya'-al'ulum that there is no lawful action in human life which, if done with the right intent, cannot be changed into an act of merit. Even if husband and wife give mutual pleasure to each other, each with the intent of giving the other his or her due and making them pure this too would give them merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*source : &lt;a href="http://www.themodernreligion.com/basic/charac/easy/intention.html"&gt;http://www.themodernreligion.com/basic/charac/easy/intention.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-117159593434743583?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/117159593434743583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=117159593434743583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/117159593434743583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/117159593434743583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-intention.html' title='good intention'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116977889673131490</id><published>2007-01-25T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:34:56.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pay attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/450280/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/783916/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/169218/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/520185/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/70042/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/91/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/989756/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/333052/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/907029/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/766462/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/89063/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/736325/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/976014/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/791585/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ARE YOU STILL COMPLAINING???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/510043/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/646614/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;observe around you and be thankful for all that you have in this transitory lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are fortunate, we have much more than what we need to be content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's try not to feed this endless cycle of consumerism and immorality in which this "modern and advanced" society forgets and ignores the other two thirds of our brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/283612/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LET US COMPLAIN LESS AND GIVE MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116977889673131490?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116977889673131490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116977889673131490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116977889673131490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116977889673131490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2007/01/pay-attention.html' title='pay attention'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116904094495554754</id><published>2007-01-17T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T05:36:33.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>must read. must read. must read.</title><content type='html'>i've been receiving this mail many times already. i'm pissed off na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FWD Message:&lt;br /&gt;1) New York City has 11 letters&lt;br /&gt;2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who threatened to destroy the Twin Towers in 1993) has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;4) George W Bush has 11 letters.&lt;br /&gt;5) The two twin towers make an "11"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets more interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) New York is the 11th state.&lt;br /&gt;2) The first plane crashing against the Twin Towers was flight number 11.&lt;br /&gt;3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 = 11&lt;br /&gt;4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was carrying 65 passengers. 6 + 5 = 11&lt;br /&gt;5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 = 11&lt;br /&gt;6) The date is equal to the US emergency services telephone number 911. 9 + 1 + 1 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your own mind:&lt;br /&gt;1) The total number of victims inside all the hi- jacked planes was 254. &gt;2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar year. Again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/ 2004. 3 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.&lt;br /&gt;4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after the Twin Towers incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is where things get totally eerie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recognised symbol for the US, after the Stars &amp; Stripes, is the Eagle. The following verse is taken from the Quran, the Islamic holy book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For it is written that a son of Arabiawould awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and lo, while some of the people trembled in despair still more rejoiced: for the wrath of the Eagle cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still uncovinced about all of this..?! Try this and see how you feel afterwards, it made my hair stand onend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Microsoft Word and do the following(TRY THIS FOR REAL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight number of the first plane to hit one of the Twin Towers.&lt;br /&gt;2. Highlight the Q33 NY&lt;br /&gt;3. Change the font size to 48.&lt;br /&gt;4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; i'm sorry, but that mail is more like stupid. people are reading more into it than needed. non-muslim friends have been coming up to me and asking about this. that verse from the Qur'an is false. not true. wrong. READ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But if they repent, perform As-Salât (prayer) and give Zakât (charity), then they are your brethren in religion. (In this way) We explain the Ayât (proofs, evidences, verses, lessons, signs, revelations, etc.) in detail for a people who know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surah 9 is about Repentance. and there is not one single verse in the Qur'an remotely close to that false 9.11 verse with the eagle and all, okay? and that pentagon incident? still too many secrets. just too many. an online friend recommended this video. why don't you watch this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" type="text/javascript"&gt;makeURL("http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.h","eHNsL2J1bGxldGluLnhzbA==");&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/bulletin.php?statpos=bulletintable&amp;bid=107859591&amp;amp;uid=4086074" onclick="window.open('/redirect.cgi?b='+b64_srckey+'&amp;u='+escape(makeCompleteURL('http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.h')), '_blank');return false;" onmouseover="window.status=makeCompleteURL('http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.h');return true" onmouseout="window.status='';return true"&gt;http://www.pentagonstrike.co.uk/flash.htm#Main&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take some time. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116904094495554754?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116904094495554754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116904094495554754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116904094495554754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116904094495554754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2007/01/must-read-must-read-must-read.html' title='must read. must read. must read.'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116476750167466457</id><published>2006-11-28T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:44:52.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pietà</title><content type='html'>yesterday, in humanities class, Sir Mark discussed about the Pietà. i got very much interested because i have heard about the pietà before but i thought it as nothing since most artists actually make sculptures of Mary lamenting over Jesus. it was only yesterday that i realized Michaelangelo's Pietà is very much different from the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sculpture, made from marble, is one of the most astounding pieces made by Michaelangelo. it is the only work that he signed. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(see story at wikipedia.org)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the universality of the theme -- a mother who is sorrowful over a child's death or suffering -- is immediately conveyed to the viewer. even the littlest details -- the nails, folds of the fingers -- are masterfully sculpted leaving the viewer dumbfounded by the craft. but one thing dominates: Mary in Michaelangelo's Pietà looks very much younger than she should be. remember that Jesus died around 30, so Mary is supposed to look around 50. but no, Michaelangelo created a young Mary, no tears--only exhaustion and silent pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Mark gave us time to write an essay as to why would Michaelangelo make a young picture of Mary...why he preferred to divert from reality and hide a deeper meaning to this detail...i had two ideas. which i was not quite sure of since i haven't really read much about the Pietà prior to yesterday's essay. anyway, one: i connected Mary's youthfulness to the story of Jesus's rising from the dead. i thought that this could mean rebirth. and Mary, as we all know gave birth to Jesus when she was very young. so maybe Michaelangelo wished the viewer to recall this story. two: it is a known fact that Mary, distinctively, is the Blessed Virgin...pure, chaste, innocent. beautiful in every sense of the word. in my opinion, Michaelangelo thought that purity is connected to youthfulness thus the young depiction of the Blessed Virgin. my second idea was the same with most of my classmates. Sir Mark was, i guess, glad. but before he dismissed the class, he told us that Michaelangelo answered this question with another question...as to what that question is, that will be our homework. &lt;em&gt;(so far, this is the most enjoyable homework i've ever done! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artists of Michaelangelo's time noticed the young depiction of the Blessed Virgin and started questioning Michaelangelo about this. the artist answered their questions with this: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do you not know that chaste women stay fresh much more than those who are not chaste? How much more in the case of the Virgin, who had never experienced the least lascivious desire that might change her body?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/666598/pieta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/117857/pieta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pietà &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(by Michaelangelo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* to see a bigger picture: &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/8a/Michelangelo"&gt;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/8a/Michelangelo's_Pieta_5450_cropncleaned.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116476750167466457?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116476750167466457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116476750167466457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116476750167466457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116476750167466457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/piet.html' title='the pietà'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116452043440212396</id><published>2006-11-25T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:53:54.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woman, thou must read</title><content type='html'>in November, a rare kind of breast cancer was found. A lady developed a rash on her breast, similar to that of young mothers who are nursing. because her mammogram had been clear, the doctor treated her with antibiotics for infections. after 2 rounds, it continued to get worse, so her doctor sent her for another mammogram. this time it showed a mass. a biopsy found a fast growing malignancy. Chemo was started in order to shrink the growth; then a mastectomy was perfor med; then a full round of Chemo; then radiation. after about 9 months of intense treatment, she was given a clean bill of health. she had one year of living each day to its fullest. then the cancer returned to the liver area. she took 4 treatments and decided that she wanted quality of life, not the after effects of Chemo. she had 5 great months and she planned each detail of the final days. after a few days of needing morphine, she died. she left this message to be delivered to women everywhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women, PLEASE be alert to anything that is not normal, and be persistent in getting help as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paget's Disease: This is a rare form of breast cancer, and is on the outside of the breast, on the nipple and aureole It appeared as a rash, which later became a lesion with a crusty outer edge. I would not have ever suspected it to be breast cancer but it was. My nipple never seemed any different to me, but the rash bothered me, so I went to the doctor for that. Sometimes, it itched and was sore, but other than that it didn't bother me. It was just ugly and a nuisance, and could not be cleared up with all the creams prescribed by my doctor and dermatologist for the dermatitis on my eyes just prior to this outbreak. They seemed a little concerned but did not warn me i t could be cancerous.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I suspect not many women out there know a lesion or rash on the nipple or aureole can be breastcancer. Mine started out as a single red pimple on the aureole. One of the biggest problems with Paget's disease of the nipple is that the symptoms appear to be harmless. It is frequently thought to be a skin inflammationor infection, leading to unfortunate de lays in detection and care.&lt;br /&gt;What are the symptoms?1. A persistent redness, oozing, and crusting of your nipple causing it to itch and burn (As I stated, mine did not itch or burn much, and had no oozing I was aware of, but it did have a crust along the outer edge on one side.)2. A sore on your nipple that will not heal. (Mine was on the aureole area with a whitish thick looking area in center of nipple).3. Usually only one nipple is effected. How is it diagnosed? Your doctor will do a physical exam and should suggest having a mammogram of both breasts, done immediately. Even though the redness, oozing and crusting closely resemble dermatitis (inflammation of the skin), your doctor should suspect cancer if the sore is only on one breast. Your doctor should order a biopsy of your sore to confirm what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message should be taken seriously and passed on to as many of your relatives and friends as possible; it could save someone's life.My breast cancer has spread and metastasized to my bones after receiving mega doses of chemotherapy, 28 treatments of radiation and taking Tamaxofin. If this had been diagnosed as breast cancer in the beginning, perhaps it would not have spread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL READERS: This is sad as women are not aware of Paget's disease. If, by passing this around on the e-mail, we can make others aware of it and its potential danger, we are helping women everywhere. Please, if you can, take a moment to forward this message to as many people as possible, especially to your family and friends. It only takes a moment, yet the results could save a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116452043440212396?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116452043440212396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116452043440212396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116452043440212396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116452043440212396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/woman-thou-must-read_25.html' title='woman, thou must read'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116451952989794123</id><published>2006-11-25T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:41:21.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>important: be careful in bank ATMs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bank ATM's Converted to Steal IDs of Bank Customers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a team of organized criminals are installing equipment on legitimate bank ATMs in at least 2 regions to steal both the ATM card number and the PIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the team sits nearby in a car receiving the information transmitted wirelessly over weekends and evenings from equipment they install on the front of the ATM (see photos). if you see an attachment like this, do not use the ATM and report it immediately to the bank using the phone on the front of the ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the equipment used to capture your ATM card number and PIN are cleverly disguised to look like normal ATM equipment. a "skimmer" is mounted to the front of the normal ATM card slot that reads the ATM card number and transmits it to the criminals sitting in a nearby car. at the same time, a wireless camera is disguised to look like a leaflet holder and is mounted in a position to view ATM PIN entries. the thieves copy the cards and use the PIN numbers to withdraw thousands from many accounts in a very short time directly from the bank ATM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/937363/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/297534/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/757928/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;equipment being installed on front of the existing bank card slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/937363/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/339481/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/297534/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/937363/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the equipment as it appears installed over the normal ATM bank slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/351665/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/78404/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/297534/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the PIN reading camera being installed on the ATM is housed in an innocent-looking leaflet enclosure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/1600/471910/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3902/1707/320/244623/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camera shown installed and ready to capture PINs by looking down on the keypad as you enter your PIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELL MORE PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* this was forwarded to me by my father. please be careful in bank ATMs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116451952989794123?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116451952989794123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116451952989794123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116451952989794123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116451952989794123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/important-be-careful-in-bank-atms.html' title='important: be careful in bank ATMs'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116306489816065624</id><published>2006-11-09T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T04:08:39.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's how it went</title><content type='html'>second day of second sem. and the profs are sort of not in the mood to start classes--they might as well have been informed that so too are their students. imagine the inconvenience they cause to those who live in far places. jeep transpo is not a joke, really. not that i ride to go to school, my dorm is just walking distance. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt; but i have friends who live several kilometers away from school and pays 15 pesos to get to school and then when she gets in the classroom...apparently, the prof will start class next week, please be back on monday. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt; duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only prof that ever showed up is our Political Science prof. Sir Panes. now, lemme share. my Pol Sci class really started funny. Sir Panes, who is unknown to most of us since this is our first time to encounter him, entered the classroom. and those who are in the higher level -- we call them the upperclassmen, they are the 3rd year &amp;amp; 4th year students, in my case -- gasped. actually gasped. i started worrying because i've heard stories about a certain Sir Pacamalan who is a tough prof. i don't really mind if i have Sir Pacamalan as my prof. i've been through a lot of "terror" teachers...proud to say: so far, so good. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; the worry came from the fact that i just don't want another D. no. way. the disappointment i've caused my parents...it was stupid of me to make them expect. oh well, all's done is done. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sighs* &lt;/span&gt;ANYWAY, right after class, i started asking people questions about who Sir Pacamalan is--how he looks and everything needed just to confirm the identity of the prof who made the upperclassmen gasp. he apparently did not introduce himself. conclusion: he heard the gasp. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; he even joked about it and told some of the class to not worry because it's still adding-dropping week. Alhamdulillah, my friend Sam replied and described Sir Pacamalan...the description did not match. very good! because i really don't have any other schedule to transfer to anyway. it would be major conflict. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...again. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; Sir Panes seems to be a good one. he's smart. opinionated. animated! and well, present. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; he actually gave us 3 chapters to read already. and tomorrow, we're gonna start with the recitations. pls pray for me. also for Sir Panes--that he will be kind to us tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; right now, i'm waiting for my dorm mate to arrive...she's selling her Phil. Consti. copy for a cheaper price. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*winx*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116306489816065624?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116306489816065624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116306489816065624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116306489816065624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116306489816065624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/heres-how-it-went.html' title='here&apos;s how it went'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116256204505680424</id><published>2006-11-03T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:08:39.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>despite...</title><content type='html'>enrollment day. my patience got tested. thankfully, i passed. with friends to chat with, i passed. nyahaha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; spent three hours in front of the pc. got nothing to do. can't sleep. help. honestly, i'm not in the mood to start the second semester. not yet, at least. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway, sem break was good. went through a lot of things. overall, i felt i didn't have a real break. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt; time flies really fast. and i don't know where my thoughts seem to be coming from right now. sometimes, things get really complicated i just wish i'd evaporate. mom has had a lot of probs too. and the pressure on me is taking its toll. almost everybody's expecting so much. nothing new. sometimes you just have to accept things the way they are. but it's not a bad thing really. the expectations, i mean. the people are kind of one of the best reasons in my life. deep inside me, i know that no matter how hard i would try to win everybody's love, i know that no one can please everybody. i am not perfect but i strive hard to become a better person. okay. i seem to be blabbing again. usual. and oh...lemme share an excerpt from my so-called journal. found it cute. the best i've written, i guess. my pathetic attempts on being a writer. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; again, i didn't know where it came from. it just went out. i wrote this after a day of being reminded of my prayers -- which, Astagfirullah-- i seem to be not completing and after receiving a text message from a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Life is short, live it to the fullest. True. But we often misinterpret this stuff. So we do things even if we know that they are bad. Or at least at the back of our minds, something tells us its just wrong. But because we are driven by that passion and thirst to live a full life, we do them anyway. And it's a stupid thing. Indeed, life can be short. But it's not a reason we should be going astray anytime we like. Who would want to leave behind a life misled? Nobody. Because this would mean a life half-lived. The wonders of the world are fleeting. In time, they all fade away. They may give you a moment of joy perhaps. But they don't give you the forever-abiding kind. Only Faith can give us that. It's the ultimate life support machine. We'd say if we hold on too much, it's gonna be pretty boring stuff -- too sentimental, too difficult, too different...and at times when we fail at things, it's gonna hurt...so we waver because we blame. But we forget that we do our own mistakes. We are guided but we fail to follow. All because we listen more to ourselves than to Him. Commitment may be hard. But it involves a process. And that process starts when we open ourselves to the truth...The only way to make life fair is to keep RIGHT&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh..aside from journal entries. i got busy with photoshop too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*squeals*&lt;/span&gt; i missed doing this since our PC was in the r.i.p-state. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; i got the pics posted on my friendster. i can't post them right here...for security purposes?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs* &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i'll post them when i learn how to lock pictures in html.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*winx*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh well, got to go. so late already. tc evw1. goodnite.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116256204505680424?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116256204505680424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116256204505680424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116256204505680424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116256204505680424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/despite.html' title='despite...'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116256160552177447</id><published>2006-11-03T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T05:46:45.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disease of the Heart</title><content type='html'>You believe in Allah but you do not fulfill his commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe in the messengers of the almighty but you do not follow their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy all the blessings of Allah but are not thankful to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You read the divine scriptures but you do not put it into practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You acknowledge Satan as your enemy but you do not go against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to enter paradise but you do not work to attain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not want to be thrown to hell but you do not run away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that every living thing will face death but you do not prepare for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find fault in others but you do not recognize your own faults and bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bury the dead but you do not take lesson from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116256160552177447?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116256160552177447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116256160552177447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116256160552177447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116256160552177447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/11/disease-of-heart.html' title='Disease of the Heart'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-116005264759073477</id><published>2006-10-05T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:48:48.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whew..phew..sighs</title><content type='html'>well, well, well... three exams done. nine days fasting covered. uhm.. i'm not sure about the fasting days covered. honestly, i'm so happy with how i'm doing with my fasting right now, i don't mind counting the days. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; yes, you better believe that. or else...well, don't. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; have a lot of stuffs in mind. first, my best friend karla arrived tuesday. she didn't text me to let me know she arrived because yea, i am fasting on having text conversations. kinda fasting on text conversations, that is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt; i text to ask about exam coverages and catch up with friends and cousins who are faraway and of course, with my parents. but anyway, i'm psyched to see her again. because she just turned 18. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; yes! yes! yes! she's legal already! me? wait for a year. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; she went home because the typhoon Milenyo &lt;em&gt;(is that name right?! grr...no tv news life in the dormitory!)&lt;/em&gt; sort of put UPLB to disaster--well that's how she described it. this one's the second thing on my mind. is Milenyo coming to CdO. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*goshes*&lt;/span&gt; hope NO. i feared that i had an on and off fever last week and this week, well...it rains every single day. no sight of dry grounds this week. but it's okay. better than summer heat! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; third thing on my mind? grades. grr... why do i have to be so damn worried about grades? uhmm...because i'm a student. help. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt; but...i can't wait for a break! eyeesss! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; but the grin still has to wait until the grades are good. hrmf. have a history exam tomorrow. and a final paper to pass. oh well...it's all about. "whew...phew...sighs." gotta add smiles. hmm...haha! why? secret.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-116005264759073477?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/116005264759073477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=116005264759073477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116005264759073477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/116005264759073477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/10/whewphewsighs.html' title='whew..phew..sighs'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-115884152963012664</id><published>2006-09-21T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T05:25:29.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, i'm going home tomorrow to be with my family for the month of Ramadhan. i'm so excited. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ramadhan is a very important part of every Muslim’s life. Ramadhan is the month of giving and mercy, and during this month Allah blesses the believers with forgiveness and great reward.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;This is a time to stop and contemplate, to look inwards and out, it is a time to set our goals. We should ask ourselves what we want to achieve this month, - something we will carry into our futures.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Achievement is accomplished by change. ‘How’ and ‘what’ we change are as important to consider as ‘when’ we change. Ramadhan gives us a huge opportunity to improve ourselves and gain rewards for our actions.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Just consider how precious time is. Our time when used well can gain us much reward, but when wasted we lose something of unimaginable value.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Therefore, whoever is merciful and giving in Ramadhan, Allah will be even more Merciful and Giving towards them and will bestow upon them countless bounties and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;All praises to Allah (SWT), Lord of the worlds. As revealed in the Glorious Qur’an, "Oh you who believe, fasting is prescribed for you as it was prescribed for those who came before you that you may keep your duty to your Lord" 2:185.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;There are many actions we can take during the month of Ramadhan which will benefit us immensely. One of these would be to take Sahoor (the pre-dawn meal) as there is great benefit in it. The greatest blessing of Sahoor may be that Allah engulfs those who partake in it with His Forgiveness, showers His Mercy on them, while His angels ask of Him to forgive and pardon them.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Reciting the Quran has much benefit as it was in this blessed month that the Qur’an was revealed to prophet Muhammed (peace be upon him).&lt;br /&gt;"Verily! We have sent you (O Muhammad) with the Truth, a bearer of glad tidings and a warner; and there is not a nation but a warner has passed among them," The Holy Quran (35:24).&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;"Surely this Qur’an' guides to the way that is straightest and gives good tidings to the believers who do deeds of righteousness, that theirs shall be a great reward.” The Holy Quran (17 : 11).&lt;br /&gt;The importance of the Qur’an cannot be presented in a few words. It is not just another book on the shelf, but it is the words of Allah, speaking to every one of us. It is direct contact with Allah Himself. This is what we should keep in mind when we read the Qur'an or think about it.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;The Giving of charity also carries much blessing and the rewards, giving during the holy month will increase your reward immensely. Zakah does not only purify the property of the contributor but also purifies his heart from selfishness and greed..." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more on source below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.ramadhanzone.com/welcoming_ramadhan.asp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-115884152963012664?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/115884152963012664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=115884152963012664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115884152963012664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115884152963012664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/09/ramadhan.html' title='ramadhan'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-115804777288309367</id><published>2006-09-12T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:13:45.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz a little update</title><content type='html'>hi! hi! hi! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; well, well, well...just finished our paper defense in Philo. well, they may think me maldita &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; which is half-bothering me because for one, a good number already knows that i am maldita and two...heck! i'm not that bad kaya. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*hrmf*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; so, peace. it was just a defense but what i said was true and the anger, confusion, wobbling of knees were REAL!!! shux. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; you see, you see...this is what you get when you are loaded with exams, reports and papers...blogging?! this one's more fun than studying, anyway. it's like talking to yourself but having people all over the world get a piece of your daily life. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; not that i like announcing...it's just a bit comforting, blogging away...but nothing personal really--the kind which i would rather keep to myself and myself alone. so... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*bleh*&lt;/span&gt; i miss this one too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grr*&lt;/span&gt; those school stuff!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; okay. i'm sort of a jumble right now. everytime i get to my dorm room...aah! help! i wanna vacation! but i just can't have one. no, not right now. still have to get over this and i can have that super big real grin on my face...weeh! can't wait. and oh...speaking of can't wait. i can't wait for Ramadhan. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; weeh. i'm so excited. it's such a nice feeling to be closer...hmm...ain't it? ... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; okay, believe it or not...this is me. farhanna mapandi. yepyep. the girl who grew up in a christian community, who does not know the maranao dialect that well, who hides herself from relatives, who was never exposed to islam, who ran away crying when an Ustadz scolded her for wearing that elephant sleeveless top to Madrasah...whew. this is me. and i'm trying to be better. weeh! there's a lot more story behind all these and well...hmm...i can't share all of it detail by detail but i'm trying my best to tell you how wonderful all of these make me feel. really!!! even papa called when i forwarded a very Islamic message to him and sheesh...i'm so happy when i heard that "i'm-proud-of-you" tone. weeeh! i'm finally good. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; anyway, got to go. 'til next time! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-115804777288309367?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/115804777288309367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=115804777288309367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115804777288309367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115804777288309367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/09/juz-little-update.html' title='juz a little update'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-115804691357056170</id><published>2006-09-12T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T00:41:53.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the religion of Islam</title><content type='html'>The first thing that one should know and clearly understand about Islam is what the word "Islam" itself means. The religion of Islam is not named after a person as in the case of Christianity which was named after Jesus Christ, Buddhism after Gotama Buddha, Confucianism after Confucius, and Marxism after Karl Marx. Nor was it named after a tribe like Judaism after the tribe of Judah and Hinduism after the Hindus. Islam is the true religion of "Allah" and as such, its name represents the central principle of Allah's "God's" religion; the total submission to the will of Allah "God". The Arabic word "Islam" means the submission or surrender of one's will to the only true god worthy of worship "Allah" and anyone who does so is termed a "Muslim", The word also implies "peace" which is the natural consequence of total submission to the will of Allah. Hence, it was not a new religion brought by Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) I in Arabia in the seventh century, but only the true religion of Allah re-expressed in its final form.&lt;br /&gt;Islam is the religion which was given to Adam, the first man and the first prophet of Allah, and it was the religion of all the prophets sent by Allah to mankind. The name of God's religion lslam was not decided upon by later generations of man. It was chosen by Allah Himself and clearly mentioned in His final revelation to man. In the final book of divine revelation, the Qur'aan, Allah states the following:&lt;br /&gt;"This day have I perfected your religion for you, completed My favour upon you, and have chosen for you Islam as your religion". &lt;a href="http://www.usc.edu/dept/MSA/quran/005.qmt.html#005.003"&gt;(Soorah Al-Maa'idah 5:3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If anyone desires a religion other than Islam (submission to Allah (God) never will It be accepted of Him" &lt;a href="http://www.usc.edu/dept/MSA/quran/003.qmt.html#003.085"&gt;(Soorah Aal'imraan 3:85)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abraham was not a Jew nor Christian; but an upright Muslim." &lt;a href="http://www.usc.edu/dept/MSA/quran/003.qmt.html#003.067"&gt;(Soorah Aal'imraan 3:67)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere in the Bible will you find Allah saying to Prophet Moses' people or their descendants that their religion is Judaism, nor to the followers of Christ that their religion is Christianity. In fact, Christ was not even his name, nor was it Jesus! The name "Christ" comes from the Greek word Christos which means the annointed. That is, Christ is a Greek translation of the Hebrew title "Messiah". The name "Jesus" on the other hand, is a latinized version of the Hebrew name Esau.&lt;br /&gt;For simplicity's sake, I will however continue to refer to Prophet Esau (PBUH) as Jesus. As for his religion, it was what he called his followers to. Like the prophets before him, he called the people to surrender their will to the will of Allah; (which is Islam) and he warned them to stay away from the false gods of human imagination.&lt;br /&gt;According to the New Testament, he taught his followers to pray as follows: "Yours will be done on earth as it is in Heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*source: &lt;a href="http://www.islamworld.net/true.html"&gt;http://www.islamworld.net/true.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-115804691357056170?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/115804691357056170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=115804691357056170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115804691357056170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115804691357056170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/09/religion-of-islam.html' title='the religion of Islam'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-115043066914229767</id><published>2006-06-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:06:49.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>hi. hi. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; it's third day of classes. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*gasps*&lt;/span&gt; can't believe i'm 2nd year already! time flies really fast, huh?! anyway, i can't talk much right now. so i can't share my summer story now. so much to do. can you believe that?! it's still the first week and i'm so damn loaded with requirements...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt; but it's okay. i'm having fun with my classes. old and new people. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; i miss home though. maybe because i have been like "home-bound" all summer. but even if i was "home-bound", summer was way way way surprising! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-115043066914229767?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/115043066914229767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=115043066914229767&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115043066914229767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/115043066914229767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-114213159317808712</id><published>2006-03-11T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:46:33.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will soon be on blog-leave...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still don't know for how long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why? see: &lt;a href="http://hanna_ilove.blogs.friendster.com/totally_fab/"&gt;http://hanna_ilove.blogs.friendster.com/totally_fab/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'til next time fellow blog dorks! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*peace out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-114213159317808712?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/114213159317808712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=114213159317808712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114213159317808712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114213159317808712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey.html' title='hey.'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-114204681595703935</id><published>2006-03-10T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:34:44.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>left and right</title><content type='html'>my statistics and chem exams are over. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt; been super tired from studying-slash-cramming. not that i'm not used to cramming...heck. grade school was probably the last time i did some advanced studying for exams. i have been cramming ever since. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; i did okay on the exams. i guess...i still have to wait. the agony's not over. crap. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*pardon* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying this new thing of not saying negative things. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; not that i'm used to saying negative things. hey. i have always been positive...ows? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt; but really, i'm serious. things have been bad lately and then there are things which can get your blood on their boiling point and your nerves on their melting point...and somehow that can force your mouth to say the words which shouldn't come out. i don't want that to happen. and yes...it's part of my working on my faith. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...so wazzup with my life? nothing much. it's the same: it's getting better, harder and all the comparatives leading to superlatives...practically, it remains to be a life lived in a world full of deceptions...an examination on whether i'll be deserving to go to Heaven or hell. that may sound like a childlike "notion" to you...but it's t-r-u-e. yes...another thing i learned from studying my faith. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; actually, i learned that one from Dr. Maulana Faisal. i have been spending most of my time right now juggling responsibilities. which i have once sworn to tore away from. but i guess multitasking is one hobby that would never never ever leave me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*goshes*&lt;/span&gt; but it does come in handy and very much useful. i get to meet new friends, jump into experiences which i would have never thought of jumping into, and learn a lot of things. seriously...there is much more to learn from conversations than the four-walled classroom where you either sit and listen or you sit and talk with your seatmate. i would really love to attend a class with socrates. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; i really am! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt; am i going too far? honestly, i really don't know what to say...i'm just blogging away right here...but i meant every word. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but do comment if you have something to say about my uhm...weird remarks. make your comments weird too...it would be fun when everybody's daring to be strange. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b.t.w.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my friend vic has his blog too...just heard about it lately. check it out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://oninalvarez.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://oninalvarez.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-114204681595703935?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/114204681595703935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=114204681595703935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114204681595703935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114204681595703935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/03/left-and-right.html' title='left and right'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-114051267014973780</id><published>2006-02-21T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:38:05.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...be happy.</title><content type='html'>first, congratulations to ate hapsah for winning as CSG president. your siraj family is proud of you. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; uuii...wen ang kainan? hehe. jowk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nwe...tuesday is usually a very dreary day for me. it's my usual statistics-psychology-filipino day. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt; i was looking for cindy back at the SC building kanina so that we could hang out. but i guess her class ended early. so i'm practically alone. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt; i miss my high school days. the walk around the school, the drama practices, the hanging-out by ber vince's office...those were sweet times. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; anyway...again &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt;... i'm supposed to be at the dorm right now, doing my laundry but then, i guess that a few drop-offs right here would not hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward tomorrow for my grandparents' arrival from manila. they were there for as long as i could remember for their check-ups. i'm just super glad they're okay now. Alhamdulillah. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the election for the new set of officers for siraj. the previous officers were really great. i hope the next elected officers will be just as great. [smiles]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-114051267014973780?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/114051267014973780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=114051267014973780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114051267014973780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/114051267014973780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/02/be-happy.html' title='...be happy.'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113939158368900777</id><published>2006-02-08T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:41:45.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...soo fun.</title><content type='html'>it has been "years" since i posted. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lafs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...what's up with mah life?...hmm...lemme think. a lot of things happened for the past few months! a lot, a lot, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'm gonna let you in on the most recent and the, so far, the greatest times of mah 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i passed chemistry! i was expecting an F actually because my quizzes were super low! so i was super relieved when i saw my midterm grade. yipee! congratulate me! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt; but i still have to work on my grade. i got a C for midterms when my goal was a B. so i have to double the effort... i know, it's tiring but heck...i've got to prove some things to myself and to my family. woi. serious. really, that one's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's good news. bad news is... &lt;em&gt;(you see, once you say a good news, there's always something bad...tsktsktsk)&lt;/em&gt; ...i got a D on statistics. crap. crap. crap. grrr. i don't get it. we only had two quizzes before midterms. i passed the first one. i got a good grade on that first quiz. i got a well, D on the second. but hey...huhu. hai. i just hate math to death. when will i ever escape math?! shocks. &lt;em&gt;kaya nga ako nag-IS kasi akala ko wala na akong math na pagdadaanan kundi algebra lang. pero dumating si statistics! hai.&lt;/em&gt; i did not invite statistics. &lt;em&gt;sino nag-invite kay statistics? Sino?!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lol* &lt;/span&gt;okay. i can't let math get my sanity away from me...haha! no. way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yeah. i participated in the sportsfest of our muslim org at school, siraj! weeehee! congratulate me! all of my high school friends were like &lt;em&gt;"wow! hanna! athlete na ka!"&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt; i'm on the redhot team.waah! i'm so proud of myself that week. imagine, it's the first time i really super duper participated in the sportsfest. for my whole life, i was just like one of the cheerers, the organizer and all that stuff. i was basically just on the sideline, putting on the pressure. and well...i entered college...and this is what i got! i'm so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that feeling when you finally jump into that one experience you never thought you'd get into? well...it's so overwhelming. i played badminton and volleyball. i don't play volleyball before but i enjoyed the game, really! champion pa kami! thanks, coach shor! she was the one who kept us going, really! we never really thought we'd win, but Alhamdulillah, we did. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt; plus a number of my serves were a success, i hated the flunked ones...pero okay na rin. i enjoyed naman. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing race was also super great. we had ours in malasag. it's something like an eco-village on top of a hill. it was raining hard, super! so we were practically soaking wet all throughout the day but we all managed to complete the quest. weeh! congratulations to the red team! i love my team mates! they were so great. kami 'yong pinaka-konti pero pinaka-masaya ... at pinaka-pasaway na team! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*grins* &lt;/span&gt; i really had a great time. it's my first sportsfest sa siraj. and InshaAllah, i'll be on the upcoming sportsfests too with the same team mates?... &lt;em&gt;aynanaw. mia-miss akun sukano badun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sportsfest was like, last week...this week...uhm...had been busy with exams plus a recollection last wednesday. &lt;em&gt;ang saya ko nong&lt;/em&gt; wednesday. super. i got a chance to know more about my faith and mingle with my muslim friends. &lt;em&gt;ang sarap ng feeling&lt;/em&gt; when you're with people who share your faith. &lt;em&gt;ang saya talaga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the muslim community here in xavier. &lt;em&gt;masaya sila kasama.&lt;/em&gt; before, i used to be with mostly christian friends. now...you know what i realized...Allah is so great. i wasn't even supposed to go to Xavier for my college but it was really on the last minute that i decided i'm going to go to Xavier. &lt;em&gt;ang ganda. parang tinawag niya talaga ako...char!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;hindi nga...i'm serious. ang galing talaga ng plano niya sa akin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first sem: i met my cousin comz, a number of relatives whom i never even knew existed!, became part of siraj. And then second semester came: i enrolled in MRS (muslim religious studies), got to spend more time with my muslim friends, attended Taleems (a group discussion about islam), started appreciating my faith, felt the importance of prayer, started wearing the "kumbong" or veil, and found myself deeply happy with my faith. i'm on my way...i've never felt so happier in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seryoso 'yon. hehe. maniwala kayo.&lt;/em&gt; i'm just so happy. i wanna share it to the world. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113939158368900777?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113939158368900777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113939158368900777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113939158368900777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113939158368900777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2006/02/soo-fun.html' title='...soo fun.'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113474324212722443</id><published>2005-12-16T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T06:27:22.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>superb</title><content type='html'>plenty of reasons why i'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i loved the fact that i woke up today at the sound of the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i got to finish my laundry. yep. i did laundry even if it was raining! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we all got a 10point plus from our english teacher. chweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i survived a "major" stomach ache at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i rode a rela which was super slow that its "speed" is enough to get me 30 minutes late to my P.E. class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* thankfully, that rela was sure about his "speed" because by the time i arrived at the school gate, i saw ___. weeeeh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i walked the distance from the school front gate and "run-climb" the stairs to the ss top floor building in 3 minutes! haha! so that made me look super pale by the time i slipped in line for my P.E. attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i was not marked late for p.e. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i just learned a lot of things about my faith from a talim, which i attended with my muslim sisters. (a seminar or talk about islam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we had no chemistry class. good because i haven't finished our take-home exercises! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i had a "pictorial" session with my muslim sisters: fatz, ralyn and lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* we (fatz, ralyn and lay) went book-hunting at the american surplus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i learned more about my faith at the MRS film showing at the little theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i had dinner with danna, chin, vic, jams, nina and stacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i had a blast at M2 with danna, chin, vic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* and i'm posting this one as if i don't have a 7:30am nstp party tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113474324212722443?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113474324212722443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113474324212722443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113474324212722443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113474324212722443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/12/superb.html' title='superb'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113446782809346051</id><published>2005-12-13T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:57:08.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for every woman</title><content type='html'>For every woman who is tired of acting weak when she knows she is strong,there is a man who is tired of appearing strong when he feels vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who is tired of acting dumb, there is a man who is burdened with the constant expectation of "knowing everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who is tired of being called "an emotional female,"&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who is denied the right to weep and to be gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who is called unfeminine when she competes,&lt;br /&gt; there is a man for whom competition is the only way to prove his masculinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who is tired of being a sex object,&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who must worry about his potency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who feels "tied down" by her children,&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who is denied the full pleasures of shared parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who is denied meaningful employment or equal pay,&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who must bear full financial responsibility for another human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who was not taught the intricacies of an automobile,&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who was not taught the satisfactions of cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every woman who takes a step toward her own liberation,&lt;br /&gt;there is a man who finds the way to freedom has been made a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem, written in 1973 by Nancy R. Smith, is usually used for consciousness among women around the world. It is a contemporary poem--not following rhyming schemes, but has a rhythm. The poet's approach is very literal and the poem can be easily understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113446782809346051?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113446782809346051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113446782809346051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113446782809346051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113446782809346051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-every-woman.html' title='for every woman'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113446635073659674</id><published>2005-12-13T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:06:23.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope is the thing with feathers</title><content type='html'>Hope is the thing with feathers&lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul,&lt;br /&gt;And sings the tune--without the words,&lt;br /&gt;And never stops at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweetest in the gale is heard;&lt;br /&gt;And sore must be the storm&lt;br /&gt;That could abash the little bird&lt;br /&gt;That kept so many warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it in the chillest land,&lt;br /&gt;And on the strangest sea;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, never, in extremity,&lt;br /&gt;It asked a crumb of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem by Dickinson is one of my personal favorites. Here, Dickinson uses a metaphor, comparing hope to a bird. In the first stanza, she first defines hope in a general form—referring to it as a thing. In the third line of the first stanza: “And sings the tune—without the words,” ; this stresses out the point that hope is a feeling. It is not always literally expressed with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second stanza, the first and second line speaks of a bad weather. This could be compared to bad moments in our lives. And it is usually in these moments that hope tastes the sweetest for these are the moments when we need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the same thing with the third stanza, the phrases “chillest land” and “strangest sea” represent obstacles. The last two lines start with “yet”. This gives the reader a chance to figure out the connection it makes to the preceding lines. The word “crumb”, here, may represent a reward or a payback as to what a “bird” (in this case is hope) may ask in return for the support offered by it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113446635073659674?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113446635073659674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113446635073659674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113446635073659674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113446635073659674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/12/hope-is-thing-with-feathers.html' title='hope is the thing with feathers'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113357698488664753</id><published>2005-12-02T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T04:48:09.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang epekto ng mga agila</title><content type='html'>i was so dead fetch last night. i was super out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starstruck. dumbfounded. going home beyond my self-stated curfew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the game was superb. i got a picture with LA Tenorio! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*big grin*&lt;/span&gt; stacy got a chance to have a very short conversation with coach norman black while i was just smiling at coach and listening to their small chit-chat. silly me. but hey what can i do? i was super tameme. and when kramer passed by and looked at us, i totally forgot how to put my cellphone on. i wanted a picture with him but he was so cute, i went blank about putting my phone on! i almost asked joey &lt;em&gt;(my XA blockmate)&lt;/em&gt; to introduce me and some of my friends to doug because it so happened that their parents are close friends and that they know each other. but i didn't get on with that one for a certain reason i don't think is worth mentioning. quimson was so cute too. i took several pics of him using sweet's digi cam and he kept on smiling. wow. laterre was super nice too. when i asked for his autograph and we both didn't have a pen, he just put his arms around me and said, "picture nalang tayo." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*delightful squeal*&lt;/span&gt; jose antonio reyes! haha. ang cute niya. he was shy but he smiled and waved pa rin. ken barracoso was also very friendly. he was the first one to sign my hanky! weeeh! plus, he was super cute. chinito. hehe. tapos si intal!!! my gosh. jc intal. he was super nice. he signed each paper handed to him. he had his own pen ready. tapos he says thank you and shakes the hands of those who congratulate him. including me! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*delightful squeal*&lt;/span&gt; i don't have a picture with intal though because he was the pinaka-dinudumog aside from tenorio. but i got lucky about a pic with tenorio kasi stacy, leigh and i got a chance to see him and the other players before the game. i got to shake hands with most of the players, 'yong iba di ko kilala. actually, the faces of tenorio, intal, and kramer are the only faces which are known to me even before i got to see them in person. and when i finally got to see them yesterday, i asked stacy &lt;em&gt;(who happens to be a blue eagle fanatic ever since the uaap started, unlike me--i was and still am an archer. hehe.)&lt;/em&gt; who is this and that because they were such great players. i just have to get their names. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*sheepish grin*&lt;/span&gt; to tell you the truth, they were the first famous personalities whom i got to shake hands with, picture with, and asked an autograph for...kaya may hang-over pa rin ako. haha! binalewala ko na ang hiya ko kagabi! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brothers are gonna be squealing with delight the moment i get home mamaya and show them the pics. they'll be so happy, i just know it. lalo na pag nalaman nilang si tenorio ang nakasama ko sa picture! yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see. my close friends would be totally "hai naku. si hanna talaga" when they read this. you see, hindi pa si yeo 'yong nakita ko kahapon. ano nalang kaya kung sila Yeo?! wweeeeehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, have i mentioned that i was also a bit messed-up with dates kahapon &lt;em&gt;(i mean a calendar date ha?! ikaw jud!)&lt;/em&gt; i thought it's a 3 already, turns out 2 pa pala ng disyembre! tapos i forgot my circle number pa.&lt;br /&gt;hai naku.&lt;br /&gt;ito na nga talaga ang epekto ng mga agila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;*big grin doesn't fade*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/LA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/LA2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;me, arleigh and Blue Eagle star player LA Tenorio before the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113357698488664753?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113357698488664753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113357698488664753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113357698488664753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113357698488664753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/12/ang-epekto-ng-mga-agila.html' title='ang epekto ng mga agila'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113340596143249308</id><published>2005-11-30T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:42:09.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>events events events</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;xavier festival days are starting...later na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first. what is xavier festival days?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; it's like a school fair...something like the one we had back in la salle (high school) but this one's bigger because it's open to all. mapa-turista, mapa-Pinoy, mapa-lolo, lola...mapa-bagong panganak...basta, open siya to all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;second. where?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; sa xavier university-ateneo de cagayan campus po. corrales ave. cagayan de oro city. mindanao, philippines. (ahsi...kumpleto 'yon! tumpak!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;third. when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; december 1-4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fourth. what to expect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; fun, fun, loads of fun. and oh, lotsa cuties too. (note this: basketball players from AdMU and AdDU are coming for the inter-Atenean basketball games! teehee! and they're all over the campus roaming around! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fifth. the activities...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt; here goes. (by the way, don't have the exact time for each activity but the activities in store for this and that particular date are here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;december 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--opening mass (starts at 4pm)&lt;br /&gt;--cutting of ribbon for the STC bldg (by the AdMU players)&lt;br /&gt;--official opening ceremony of the xavier festival days&lt;br /&gt;--fireworks display (this one starts at about 6pm sabi ni Ate Jhe)&lt;br /&gt;--basketball game: AdMU vs AdDU; XU Gym; 7:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;december 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--basketball games starting at 1PM...check schedule at the campus and the posters all around. to watch out for game is: AdMU vs XU-AdC (starts at 5pm)&lt;br /&gt;--must-visit booth: horror house hosted by Psyc studs (SS bldg)&lt;br /&gt;--"movies at the field" features "COSAA cheerdance competition rewind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;december 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--university fun run (open to all university students only, P10 per ticket at SC ticket booth)&lt;br /&gt;--xavier festival days day no. 2&lt;br /&gt;--a morning praise for st. francis xavier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;december 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--last day of xavier festival days&lt;br /&gt;--watch out for fun surprises by the CSG din&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**by the way, kung anu-anong booth ang nasa xavier festival days, nasa posters din 'yon.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for basketball tickets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (sold at ticket booths beside the old canteen and at each college office)&lt;br /&gt;P500-courtside (as in FC sa players! haha!)&lt;br /&gt;P250-lower bleachers (good view na rin)&lt;br /&gt;P150-middle bleachers&lt;br /&gt;P50-super upper bleachers (hehe! pero don't worry. the view is definitely grreat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see you around! ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113340596143249308?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113340596143249308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113340596143249308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113340596143249308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113340596143249308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/events-events-events.html' title='events events events'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113326259471609287</id><published>2005-11-29T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T03:09:54.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tearfully sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;this is between a girl and a boy on their 7th year anniversary&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;girl calls up her guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: hey happy anniversary again&lt;br /&gt;boy: hi happy anniversary!... hey remember you wanted to tell me something after school?sorry i left so early i had to go to work. so what did you want to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;girl: i wanted to say i love you&lt;br /&gt;boy: yeah i know everyone does!&lt;br /&gt;girl: really?&lt;br /&gt;boy: yeah... everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday&lt;br /&gt;girl: oh... but am i only your friend?&lt;br /&gt;boy: no... youre my girlfriend... why?&lt;br /&gt;girl: so when i say i love you i really do mean it&lt;br /&gt;boy:yeah i know you do mean it... its just that you dont need to tell me that you love me anymore cuz i know you love me since the day we've been together and i love you more each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;girl: .........&lt;br /&gt;boy: so wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7th anni?&lt;br /&gt;girl: yeah... where?&lt;br /&gt;boy: i dont know... maybe movie then dinner?&lt;br /&gt;girl: ok&lt;br /&gt;boy:i'll pick you up after i get off and get ready ok?&lt;br /&gt;girl: ok. what time do you get off?&lt;br /&gt;boy: in 2 hours and then i gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 mintues...&lt;br /&gt;girl: aye... i thought you did'nt have work today...&lt;br /&gt;boy: one of my co-workers called in sick&lt;br /&gt;girl: oh okay! so i'll see you around 7:30 then?&lt;br /&gt;boy: yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;girl: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;boy: i love you&lt;br /&gt;girl: i love you too&lt;br /&gt;boy: ok my manager is like looking at me so... yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;girl: ok bye&lt;br /&gt;boy:bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 hours later... the boy drives to his girl's house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boy walks up to the door and rings bell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;boy:wassup... you ready?&lt;br /&gt;girl: um... wait... let me get my bag and we could go. ok?&lt;br /&gt;boy:ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they both watched a movie and ate dinner....&lt;br /&gt;once they were done eating they head back to  the car but before she got into the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy:wait! can i blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;girl: why??!&lt;br /&gt;boy:its a suprise&lt;br /&gt;girl: what kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;boy: a big one&lt;br /&gt;girl: okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while u're driving.&lt;br /&gt;boy: i promise.&lt;br /&gt;girl: ok blind fold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they drove off........... and then they stopped.&lt;br /&gt;boy:ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;girl: where?&lt;br /&gt;boy:wait let me walk you to the place!&lt;br /&gt;girl: what place?&lt;br /&gt;boy: somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on the lips)&lt;br /&gt;girl: babe!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the boy walks her to the place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: ok.... let me take the blind fold off you&lt;br /&gt;girl: where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he takes it off her and she opens her eyes and sees the view of the city and at that same spot...&gt; that's where he first asked her to be his girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;girl: omg.... (tears come down)&lt;br /&gt;boy: why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;girl: this is where you first asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;boy: (on his knees) what are you doing the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;while he was asking this question...behind him, in fireworks: "will you marry me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl: (tears came down faster)&lt;br /&gt;boy: i wasn't at work when you called me... i was planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;girl: get up!&lt;br /&gt;boy: yeah?&lt;br /&gt;girl: (kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;boy: is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;girl: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**note from kULit: this was forwarded to me by a friend. i find it soo sweet, so i reposted it. actually, this is supposed to be a chain letter. something like : "If you do not forward this, you will have the loneliest life ever. but if you do, you will have a relationship that will last forever.". i did not merely post this for that sake (besides, i do not believe in those "you-have-to-repost-this-or-else" kind of things) but just to be able to share with you a special story which is somehow too familiar, but wonderfully crafted that it touched my heart as if it's the first time i hear this kind of stories. hope you like it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113326259471609287?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113326259471609287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113326259471609287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113326259471609287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113326259471609287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/tearfully-sweet.html' title='tearfully sweet'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113289238949727497</id><published>2005-11-24T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:19:49.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super important!</title><content type='html'>A stock clerk was sent to clean up a storeroom in Maui, Hawaii. When he got back, he was complaining that the storeroom was really filthy and that he had noticed dried mouse/rat droppings in some areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, he started to feel like he was coming down with a stomach flu, complained of sore joints and headaches, and began to vomit.He went to bed and never really got up again. Within two days he was severely ill and weak. His blood sugar count was down to 66, and his face and eyeballs were ye! llow. He was rushed to the emergency at Pali-Momi, where he was diagnosed to be suffering from massive organ failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died shortly before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one would have made the connection between his job and his death, had it not been for a doctor who specifically asked if he had been in a warehouse or exposed to dried rat/mouse droppings at any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said there is a virus (much like the Hanta virus) that lives in dried rat and mouse droppings. Once dried, these droppings are like dust and can easily be breathed in or ingested if a person does not wear protective gear or fails to wash face and hands thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An autopsy was performed on the clerk to verify the doctor's suspicions.This is why it is extremely important to ALWAYS carefully rinse off the tops of canned sodas or foods, and to wipe off pasta packaging, cereal boxes, and so on. Almost everything you buy in a supermarket was stored in a warehouse at one time or another, and stores themselves often have rodents.Most of us remember to wash vegetables and fruits but never think of boxes and cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly truth is, even the most modern, upper-class, super store has rats and mice. And their warehouse most assuredly does! Whenever you buy any canned soft drink, please make sure that you wash the top with running water and soap or, if that is not available, drink with a straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The investigation of soda cans by the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta discovered that the tops of soda cans can be encrusted with dried rat's urine, which is so toxic it can be lethal. Canned drinks and other foodstuffs are stored in warehouses and containers that are usually infested with rodents, and then they get transported to retail outlets without being properly cleaned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113289238949727497?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113289238949727497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113289238949727497&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113289238949727497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113289238949727497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/super-important.html' title='super important!'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113247867676269371</id><published>2005-11-20T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T20:06:12.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why we believe that Islam is the True Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scientists Comment on the Scientific Miracles in the Holy Quran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The following are some comments of scientists on the scientific miracles in the Holy Quran:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Mohammad had divine inspiration or revelation", Dr. T.V.N Persaud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dr. T. V. N. Persaud is Professor of Anatomy, Professor of Pediatrics and Child Health, and Professor of Obstetrics, Gynecology, and Reproductive Sciences at the University of Manitoba, Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada. There, he was the Chairman of the Department of Anatomy for 16 years. He is well-known in his field. He is the author or editor of 22 textbooks and has published over 181 scientific papers. In 1991, he received the most distinguished award presented in the field of anatomy in Canada, the J.C.B. Grant Award from the Canadian Association of Anatomists. When he was asked about the scientific miracles in the Quran which he has researched, he stated the following: “The way it was explained to me is that Muhammad was a very ordinary man. He could not read, didn’t know [how] to write&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; In fact, he was an illiterate&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; And we’re talking about twelve [actually about fourteen] hundred years ago. You have someone illiterate making profound pronouncements and statements and that are amazingly accurate about scientific nature&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; And I personally can’t see how this could be a mere chance&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; There are too many accuracies and, like Dr. Moore, I have no difficulty in my mind that this is a divine inspiration or revelation which led him to these statements.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Precision and accuracy of sayings of the Prophet Muhammad about birth of child is correct.",Dr. Joe Leigh Simpson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Dr. Joe Leigh Simpson is the Chairman of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, Professor of Obstetrics and Gynecology, and Professor of Molecular and Human Genetics at the Baylor College of Medicine, Houston, Texas, USA. Formerly, he was Professor of Ob-Gyn and the Chairman of the Department of Ob-Gyn at the University of Tennessee, Memphis, Tennessee, USA. He was also the President of the American Fertility Society. He has received many awards, including the Association of Professors of Obstetrics and Gynecology Public Recognition Award in 1992. Professor Simpson studied the following two sayings of the Prophet Muhammad : {In every one of you, all components of your creation are collected together in your mother’s womb by forty days...} {If forty-two nights have passed over the embryo, God sends an angel to it, who shapes it and creates its hearing, vision, skin, flesh, and bones....}He studied these two sayings of the Prophet Muhammad extensively, noting that the first forty days constitute a clearly distinguishable stage of embryo-genesis. He was particularly impressed by the absolute precision and accuracy of those sayings of the Prophet Muhammad . Then, during one conference, he gave the following opinion: “So that the two hadeeths (the sayings of the Prophet Muhammad ) that have been noted provide us with a specific time table for the main embryological development before forty days. Again, the point has been made, I think, repeatedly by other speakers this morning: these hadeeths could not have been obtained on the basis of the scientific knowledge that was available [at] the time of their writing . . . . It follows, I think, that not only there is no conflict between genetics and religion but, in fact, religion can guide science by adding revelation to some of the traditional scientific approaches, that there exist statements in the Quran shown centuries later to be valid, which support knowledge in the Quran having been derived from God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I found a truth about the creation of embryo in Quran", Dr. E. Marshall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Dr. E. Marshall Johnson is Professor Emeritus of Anatomy and Developmental Biology at Thomas Jefferson University, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA. There, for 22 years he was Professor of Anatomy, the Chairman of the Department of Anatomy, and the Director of the Daniel Baugh Institute&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; He was also the President of the Teratology Society. He has authored more than 200 publications. In 1981, during the Seventh Medical Conference in Dammam, Saudi Arabia, Professor Johnson said in the presentation of his research paper: “Summary: The Quran describes not only the development of external form, but emphasizes also the internal stages, the stages inside the embryo, of its creation and development, emphasizing major events recognized by contemporary science&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;Also he said: “As a scientist, I can only deal with things which I can specifically see&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; I can understand embryology and developmental biology. I can understand the words that are translated to me from the Quran. As I gave the example before, if I were to transpose myself into that era, knowing what I knew today and describing things, I could not describe the things which were described. I see no evidence for the fact to refute the concept that this individual, Muhammad, had to be developing this information from some place&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; So I see nothing here in conflict with the concept that divine intervention was involved in what he was able to write&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Quran gives correct Information",&lt;br /&gt;Dr. William W. Hay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dr. William W. Hay is a well-known marine scientist. He is Professor of Geological Sciences at the University of Colorado, Boulder, Colorado, USA. He was for Atmospheric Science at the University of Miami, Miami, Florida, USA. After a discussion with Professor Hay about the Quran’s mention of recently discovered facts on seas, he said: “I find it very interesting that this sort of information is in the ancient scriptures of the Holy Quran, and I have no way of knowing where they would come from, but I think it is extremely interesting that they are there and that this work is going on to discover it, the meaning of some of the passages.” And when he was asked about the source of the Quran, he replied: “Well, I would think it must be the divine being.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Dr. Gerald C. Goeringer is Course Director and Associate Professor of Medical Embryology at the Department of Cell Biology, School of Medicine, Georgetown University, Washington, DC, USA. During the Eighth Saudi Medical Conference in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Professor Goeringer stated the following in the presentation of his research paper: “In a relatively few aayahs (Quranic verses) is contained a rather comprehensive description of human development from the time of commingling of the gametes through organogenesis. No such distinct and complete record of human development, such as classification, terminology, and description, existed previously. In most, if not all, instances, this description antedates by many centuries the recording of the various stages of human embryonic and fetal development recorded in the traditional scientific literature&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Dr. Yoshihide Kozai is Professor Emeritus at Tokyo University, Hongo, Tokyo, Japan, and was the Director of the National Astronomical Observatory, Mitaka, Tokyo, Japan. He said: “I am very much impressed by finding true astronomical facts in [the] Quran, and for us the modern astronomers have been studying very small pieces of the universe&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; We’ve concentrated our efforts for understanding of [a] very small part. Because by using telescopes, we can see only very few parts [of] the sky without thinking [about the] whole universe&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; So, by reading [the] Quran and by answering to the questions, I think I can find my future way for investigation of the universe&lt;a href="http://totse.com/en/religion/islam/whywebelieveth173569.html" target="_blank"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Theories admit, La ilaha illa Allah ",Professor Tejatat Tejasen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Professor Tejatat Tejasen is the Chairman of the Department of Anatomy at Chiang Mai University, Chiang Mai, Thailand. Previously, he was the Dean of the Faculty of Medicine at the same university. During the Eighth Saudi Medical Conference in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, Professor Tejasen stood up and said: “During the last three years, I became interested in the Quran . . . . &gt;From my study and what I have learned from this conference, I believe that everything that has been recorded in the Quran fourteen hundred years ago must be the truth, that can be proved by the scientific means. Since the Prophet Muhammad could neither read nor write, Muhammad must be a messenger who relayed this truth, which was revealed to him as an enlightenment by the one who is eligible [as the] creator. This creator must be God. Therefore, I think this is the time to say La ilaha illa Allah, there is no god to worship except Allah (God), Muhammadur rasoolu Allah, Muhammad is Messenger (Prophet) of Allah (God). Lastly, I must congratulate formerly the Dean of the Rosenstiel School of Marine and Muhammad is Messenger (Prophet) of Allah (God).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I must congratulate for the excellent and highly successful arrangement for this conference . . . . I have gained not only from the scientific point of view and religious point of view but also the great chance of meeting many well-known scientists and making many new friends among the participants. The most precious thing of all that I have gained by coming to this place is La ilaha illa Allah, Muhammadur rasoolu Allah, and to have become a Muslim.”&lt;br /&gt;After all these examples we have seen about the scientific miracles in the Holy Quran and all these scientists’ comments on this, let us ask ourselves these questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be a coincidence that all this recently discovered scientific information from different fields was mentioned in the Quran, which was revealed fourteen centuries ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this Quran have been authored by Muhammad or by any other human being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only possible answer is that this Quran must be the literal word of God, revealed by Him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--note from kULit: this was forwarded to me by my uncle. I am a Muslim. Not much of the traditional one but more of the Traditional person. (if you've read The Alchemist, then you know what i mean.) I am not trying to convert you. I just want to let you know about certain things about our religion. we are not the mean terrorists that the media unintentionally (sadly sometimes intentionally) tries to convey to you. just saying out my peace. It is all up to all of you on how you will try (if you will try) to reflect on what you have just read.--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113247867676269371?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113247867676269371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113247867676269371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113247867676269371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113247867676269371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-we-believe-that-islam-is-true.html' title='why we believe that Islam is the True Religion'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113247711604394844</id><published>2005-11-19T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:58:36.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>magical</title><content type='html'>saturday drained me out...but pasted a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished watching &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Harry Potter: Goblet of Fire&lt;/span&gt; and just one word...SUPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's definitely a must-see. i haven't read the fourth HP book yet, but i completely understood the story because really...the movie's so great! the new actors are so exceptional...not to mention cute! &lt;em&gt;(watch out for the hottie who plays victor krun; that new girl katie leung is cute too)&lt;/em&gt; and right now, i'm taking guesses at what will happen with Harry...not beautiful guesses but justifiable. you have to watch it...i order you! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from waiting for my friends to finish watching the movie for the whole 3 hours &lt;em&gt;(they came in the cinema after our turn--you see, the cinema was way full!),&lt;/em&gt; i bought &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Antoine Saint-Exupery.&lt;/span&gt; actually, i've already read it when i was eight or nine. it was the first book my dad gave me. but one of my cousins borrowed it and the book never returned. since the known masterpiece is celebrating its century-old success, they had some new copies printed in colored pages. i was so happy. and though i'm tight on budget, i bought it anyway. i can't let it pass! i'm just so glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113247711604394844?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113247711604394844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113247711604394844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113247711604394844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113247711604394844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/magical.html' title='magical'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113205631859614064</id><published>2005-11-15T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:06:47.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she really is the most beautiful miracle alive</title><content type='html'>today's my mom's birthday. i was supposed to greet her at exactly 12:01am but poor me, my cellphone balance got zero. so i had to wait til sunrise to get an e-load--again after 36 hours!--to greet her on her birthday! turns out, my mom even forgot her birthday!!! she had been so busy lately with so many things--the bakeshop, my siblings' school activities and my uncle's wedding arrangements! hahaii...you see, that's the main reason why i am just super thankful for my mom. she's the greatest! i could never be luckier... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy birthday mama. you are one of the most beautiful miracles alive.&lt;/span&gt; mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; from all of us on your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-hanna-joan-kid-king-and of course, papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113205631859614064?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113205631859614064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113205631859614064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113205631859614064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113205631859614064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/she-really-is-most-beautiful-miracle.html' title='she really is the most beautiful miracle alive'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-113168163469883888</id><published>2005-11-11T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:00:34.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessings like this are truly beautiful</title><content type='html'>sunlight, sunrise&lt;br /&gt;morning has come&lt;br /&gt;and gone is the night.&lt;br /&gt;be God's little lamb&lt;br /&gt;and follow Thy Light,&lt;br /&gt;for 'tis day's a miracle&lt;br /&gt;that shall make thee feel right. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. after weeks (or has it been a month) of not posting...here i am with a morning poem i composed kanina lang sa cp ko...wala lang. hehe. you see, i've been laughing the whole time last night tapos kanina paggising ko, ayon na naman. hehe. i'm just so happy that i'm happy without knowing the reason why i'm happy. blessings like this are truly beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-113168163469883888?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/113168163469883888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=113168163469883888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113168163469883888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/113168163469883888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/11/blessings-like-this-are-truly.html' title='blessings like this are truly beautiful'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-112978535118129468</id><published>2005-10-19T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T02:56:24.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth about college (forwarded)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;--this was forwarded to me by a friend. this one's authored by a UP Professor.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is a bunch of rooms where you sit for two thousand hours or so and try to memorize things. The two thousand hours are spread out over four years. You spend the rest of the time sleeping, partying, and trying to get dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you learn two kinds of things in college:&lt;br /&gt;1. Things you will need to know in later life (two hours).&lt;br /&gt;2. Things you will not need to know in later life (1,998 hours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter are the things you learn in classes whose names end in -ology, -osophy, -istry, -ics, and so on. The idea is, you memorize these things, then write them down in little exam books, then forget them. If you fail to forget them, you become a professor and have to stay in college for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you've been in college for a year or so, you're supposed to choose a major, which is the subject you intend to memorize and forget the most things about. Here is a very important piece of advice: be sure to choose a major that does not involve Known Facts and Right Answers. This means you must not major in mathematics, physics, biology, or chemistry, or geology because these subjects involve actual facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, for example, you major in mathematics, you're going to wander into class one day and the professor will say: "Define the cosine integer of the quadrant of a rhomboid binary axis, and extrapolate your result to five significant vertices." If you don't come up with exactly the answer the professor has in mind, you fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true of chemistry: if you write in your exam book that carbon and hydrogen combine to form oak, your professor will flunk you. He wants you to come up with the same answer he and all the other chemists have agreed on. Scientists are extremely snotty about this.&lt;br /&gt;So you should major in subjects like English, philosophy, psychology, and sociology -- subjects in which nobody really understands what anybody else is talking about, and which involve virtually no actual facts. I attended classes in all these subjects, so I'll give you a quick overview of each:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH: This involves writing papers about long books you have read little snippets of just before class. Here is a tip on how to get good grades on your English papers: Never say anything about a book that anybody with any common sense would say. For example, suppose you are studying Moby Dick. Anybody with any common sense would say that Moby Dick is a big white whale, since the characters in the book refer to it as a big white whale roughly eleven thousand times. So in your paper, you say Moby Dick is actually the Republic of Ireland. Your professor, who is sick to death of reading papers and never liked Moby Dick anyway, will think you are enormously creative. If you can regularly come up with lunatic interpretations of simple stories, you should major in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHILOSOPHY: Basically, this involves sitting in a room and deciding there is no such thing as reality and then going to lunch. You should major in philosophy if you plan to take a lot of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSYCHOLOGY: This involves talking about rats and dreams. Psychologists are obsessed with rats and dreams. I once spent an entire semester training a rat to punch little buttons in a certain sequence, then training my roommate to do the same thing. The rat learned much faster. My roommate is now a doctor. If you like rats or dreams, and above all if you dream about rats, you should major in psychology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCIOLOGY: For sheer lack of intelligibility, sociology is far and away the number one subject. I sat through hundreds of hours of sociology courses, and read gobs of sociology writing, and I never once heard or read a coherent statement. This is because sociologists want to be considered scientists, so they spend most of their time translating simple, obvious observations into scientific-sounding code. If you plan to major in sociology, you'll have to learn to do the same thing. For example, suppose you have observed that children cry when they fall down. You should write: "Methodological observation of the sociometrical behavior tendencies of prematurated isolates indicates that a causal relationship exists between groundward tropism and lachrimatory behavior forms." If you can keep this up for fifty or sixty pages, you will get a large government grant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;----dagdag ko diyan (especially for my dear health science students----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDICINE. If you like slicing up frogs, cats, sharks and everything else that is presumed to have had life, take medicine. But first you have to memorize nerves (and drink so much coffee till you get nervous), differentiate lateral from occipital (till you turn 'mental--case, that is), make staph aureus cultures in gelatinous media and/or differentiate them by staining technique, then use numbers to determine how fast these guys multiply to be called epidemic/endemic, then proceed to cut up fellow human beings as you munch your lunch sandwich, learn to know who is sick or well by palpating, auscultating, etc and make differential diagnoses of coughs, fevers, chest sounds, heart murmurs, etc., till you yourself catch the virus If you like to spend your family fortune but promise to pay them back in 20-25 years, take medicine. But of course the shorter route to repay them and to get rich yourself is by dropping out of med school or finishing it ala Intarmed, and by taking up nursing to go abroad taking care of sick old Canadians, Americans, Brits, abandoned by their thoughtful children. Or you can just walk the beaches of Puerto Galera or Boracay in your cutest (smallest) attire and pretending to like a vacationing bum. Go ahead and see the world. Make my day-- and don't come back. Please lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- xxxx --- xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, a student sat in my class and proceeded to become a speech therapist. Then I saw him in all-white doc's clothes taking a quick lunch in cheap place near where I live. I saw him again last June and he said that he and his wife were leaving in September for London to work as nurses.--this, of course is no lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------xxxx---------xxxx---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to do a friend a favor&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't cost me to be nice&lt;br /&gt;But nothing gets you nothing&lt;br /&gt;Everything has got a little price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"Master of the House,"&lt;br /&gt;Les MisRoli Talampas&lt;br /&gt;DSS, CAS, UP Manila&lt;br /&gt;Telefax (00 63 2)524-1556&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-112978535118129468?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/112978535118129468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=112978535118129468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978535118129468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978535118129468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/10/truth-about-college-forwarded.html' title='the truth about college (forwarded)'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-112978174644408562</id><published>2005-10-19T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:17:55.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang bahay ni kuya</title><content type='html'>i watch Pinoy Big Brother (PBB) every night. and i can definitely say that even if it airs at a time when i, most likely, am a sleepyhead, it is totally worth watching--keeping me awake, engrossed to the haps at the Big Brother house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBB becomes phenomenon the moment promotions for the said show began last summer (remember the ad asking you "gusto mo bang makita sa TV 24/7 for 100 days?"). since then, Filipinos nationwide &amp; worldwide (TFC subscribers) manage to stay glued to their seats watching the "phenomenon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, just recently, intrigues and criticisms hit the phenomenon...questioning it's reality streak and morality purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti-PBB says: "hindi 'yan reality show kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...edited na ang nakikita ng mga viewers!"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; ever heard of entertainment value...talagang dadaan 'yan sa editing kasi importante ang entertainment value. ikaw? gusto mo bang tingnan ang mga housemates doing nothing interesting? boring, di ba? kaya nga selected scenes lang. isa pa, if you want the full show, pwede ka namang magsubscribe sa Outbox 24/7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...may mga plastik sa mga housemates!"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; eh sa plastik sila. pinili nilang maging plastik eh. realidad 'yon. may mga taong plastik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...scripted daw 'yan!"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; ows? pano nga ba magiging scriped ang isang reality show na naka-live broadcast 24/7 sa mga Outbox subscribers? sige nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-PBB says "ano ba ang essence ng show na 'yan?! napakalaswa ng ilan sa mga housemates!"&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;hindi naman talaga maipagkakaila ang ibang aksyon ay restricted na sa mga young viewers. pero obligasyon 'yan ng mga parents. kaya nga may Parental Guidance, di ba? isa pa...meron namang essence 'yong show. dito mo nakikita ang mga values na katangi-tangi sa mga Pinoy. isa na rito ang pagiging matiisin. nakikita ito sa mga sakripisyo na ginagawa ng mga housemates para sa charity, sa kanilang pamilya at sa iba pang nais nilang handogan ng regalo. ang pagiging likas na masayahin ng mga Pinoy, pagiging mapagmahal at ang pagiging magalang. kung tutuusin, mas matimbang pa ang mga ito kaysa sa mga negatibong nakikita ng ibang tao sa show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline is, lahat ng mga nakikita ng tao, nasa sa kanya kung paano niya iga-grasp 'yong nakita niya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-112978174644408562?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/112978174644408562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=112978174644408562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978174644408562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978174644408562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/10/ang-bahay-ni-kuya.html' title='ang bahay ni kuya'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-112978088668652190</id><published>2005-10-19T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T21:01:26.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ang kinabukasan ay hindi bukas kundi ngayon</title><content type='html'>i am a 16-year-old college student who, like everybody else who think that teenagers like me don't care about the news, actually cares about the news. i've heard about the works on GMA's impeachment case sine once upon a time. Nakakasawa na nga eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, as the newspaper boy shows to me the day's top stories, there's always a story about the impeachment. this makes me wonder, "aren't there any other news in this country that is deserving--perhaps even more deserving--of the headline treatment in the newspapers?" ; "will this impeachment really lead us to something?" ; "are we not wasting time on the case?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, as i walk my way to school, i see different faces but as always, hear the same cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are the young jeepney conductors calling passengers aboard. most of them are in their teens: some are my age, some are even younger. as i look at them, i could not help but acknowledge the realization how much these young boys wish to wear school uniforms, carry school books &amp; be the one riding the jeepney to get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the old man sitting on the sidewalk wearing a very thing t-shirt barely enough to cover his bone-and-skin body from the fickle weather. where on earth are his "thankful" sons and daughters? or if he doesn't have one...doesn't he still deserve a home where he can spend the rest of his days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover, little kids who should be in school, who should be given care &amp; attention at home are roaming the streets--begging for alms, others selling whatever they could sell--all desperate for survival. what is worse is the fact that some of these kids are controlled by syndicates and all that they earn go to these bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these, ladies &amp; gentlemen, should be making the headlines. not the impeachment case, not GMA's side of the story &amp;amp; definitely not the frappado-frippido drama in Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those of you who say that the impeachment must proceed may reason out that the aformentioned pictures are your purpose for your persistent shout to oust GMA. But don't you even realize how hopeless the filed case against GMA is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, let us say that the call GMA made to Garci is indeed illegal. that is said without certainty since the said "hello garci" controversy is still not proven illegal even though GMA made a public apology. (the action could only be considered illegal if it is proven that the call was made before the canvassing time was over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we were taught that lying, cheating, or any form of betrayal is bad. but we were also taught that forgiveness, no matter how big the pain inflicted is, is the greatest action one can ever learn to do for from it emerges the reason for peace &amp; love. as corny as it may sound, this is a vital point we all must seek to understand. we're all the same--human beings who make mistakes &amp;amp; still end up loved &amp; forgiven by God. God forgives &amp;amp; understands those who sin against Him. can't we do the same to our fellow beings, who like us also make mistakes?...some of you may agree, some of you may think otherwise...most probably using the economic crisis facing the country today to oust GMA. Really people of the Philippines, are you angry or is the blame-it-to-the-government concept taking you over again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a point on that "blamey" attitude. just because majority of the people are hungry, that doesn't give anyone all the right to push people out of their work way. that is, in one way or another, unfair. maybe it's time that we also acknowledge our part in the present situation. aminin man natin o hindi, kahit saan ka lumingon, may makikita kang Juan Tamad, Juan Hala-sige-sa-paggawa-ng-bata-eh-wala-namang-ipapakain, o di kaya'y Juan Laklak. We all must realize that it is not only the government who should work for the betterment of the nation but also the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the filed case in a view according to the laws...i do not understand if Lozano was playing stupid or if he really is a fool. it seems that he was sleeping in class when his professor discussed about the 6 grounds for impeachment. tell me, is it right to file the case stating only one ground when the other 5 grounds, according to your own sources, could be used? that is what happened with this case. and that is one of the biggest reasons why the impeachment case is weak. even the "hello garci" tape could not be used as evidence in court since it is inadmissible. the witnesses to GMA's jueteng scandal cannot testify in court because the juetent scandals were not filed. what is worse is that an already-filed impeachment case cannot be amended. and no matter how the prosecution will point all these excluded cases during the proceedings (if there'll be proceedings) it will remain irrelevant and will weigh zero on the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time and money the congress is spending on the case (even their snacks are specially &amp; expensively catered!) is all going to waste. instead of spending their time fighting about a case which is unsure, they could spend all these to working on the economy, helping the people of the Philippines, doing what is good according to the dictates of their position &amp;amp; conscience. isn't that why they are seated in congress complete with a respectable title and a damn good salary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about Gloria (if she really did an action against the laws, let her conscience haunt her, that is after all, the only law above all laws), think about the millions and millions of other people who need more attention &amp; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a person who took, takes and will take the seat of presidency was, is, and will never solely be the nation. the people--they are the nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-112978088668652190?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/112978088668652190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=112978088668652190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978088668652190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112978088668652190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/10/ang-kinabukasan-ay-hindi-bukas-kundi.html' title='ang kinabukasan ay hindi bukas kundi ngayon'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17664072.post-112891524405988613</id><published>2005-10-09T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:34:04.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newbie coming through</title><content type='html'>my exams are finally over and i could never be happpier. the past few days has left me exhausted with all the requirements, long tests, papers, exams...etc. etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just thought of making a new blog here in blogspot. i actually have one already (more personal) at xanga. but i thought of making my own spot at the net where i can voice out everything that i want to voice out. the kind of journal that's not like a diary. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nangungulit lang po. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17664072-112891524405988613?l=kulitcorporation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/feeds/112891524405988613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17664072&amp;postID=112891524405988613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112891524405988613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17664072/posts/default/112891524405988613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kulitcorporation.blogspot.com/2005/10/newbie-coming-through.html' title='newbie coming through'/><author><name>kULit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12437209104968497940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a246/babeih_hanna/kulit.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
