<?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-5918802958398380395</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:45:34.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Story Unfolds...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5786026677280045402</id><published>2010-05-17T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:53:30.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through the years.... i can't stop loving you more...</title><content type='html'>It has been two years since the day that we told the world how we love each other. When we walked in the altar telling God how our love is pure and how our love is real. As each day passes by, we encountered a lot of trials, a lot of struggles, a lot of pain, yet at each end of those trials, comes joy and hapiness that no money can buy. Though I failed on most situations, I still consider my self to be the most blessed husband to have such a dear wife as you. In times that I fail, you are there to catch me up, you cry with me, you laugh with me, you are the only reason why I know I should keep fighting for a big change. You are the reason that I am ready to give up even my family just to be with you because I know you are a rare God given gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times that I see you cry I always blame myself for the faults that I did. Even kept those things inside my heart. In times that I see you smile and laugh, I feel like heaven and fulfilled. All that I want to see is that you enjoy life with Me and God......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are on our second year, though miles apart due to my aim to re-build our future, still my love for you will never be hindered by distance, though how I wish You could be here to celebrate with me. I know that before this year ends we will be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this to years of joy and tears, all I want you to know that you are the only woman in my life that I am proud to call my "wife". Because I am proud to tell the world that even sometimes we dont understand each other, still YOU are the BEST GIFT that GOD Himself gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much.. I love Mrs. Rhoda Perpetua-Abary CPA. Thank you for the years that you are with me.. I love you bhe. I miss you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-5786026677280045402?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/5786026677280045402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=5786026677280045402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5786026677280045402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5786026677280045402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2010/05/through-years-i-cant-stop-loving-you.html' title='through the years.... i can&apos;t stop loving you more...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-1240895811213827389</id><published>2010-03-12T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:42:19.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Departure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, it’s 12:30Am and about 2-1/2 hour from now I will be going to the  airport.. leaving my wife and her family for a 2 month vacation and work. I know  somehow I am sad because my wife is not around not to mention that she is  undergoing a trial in her life also. Who would be there when she needs someone  to talk too?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I know this 2 months won’t be that long, this is just one of the  sacrifices that we have to take for us to enjoy life. This vacation will be a  life changing one because I know in a certain point of this trip I will  encounter God once more and experience His loving presence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My only prayer is that while I am away, God will take care of my wife and her  family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6 to 7 hours from now I will be home in Laguna. My hometown. My Fortress  where I grew up, the soul searching will begin…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-1240895811213827389?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/1240895811213827389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=1240895811213827389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1240895811213827389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1240895811213827389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2010/03/temporary-departure.html' title='Temporary Departure...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-2650521862389270303</id><published>2010-03-09T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:15:30.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Fortress of Solitude</title><content type='html'>In a few days i will be home bound in Binan Laguna. I will be there for 2 months, though i will be home, yet a way from my wife, it will be a time of reflection relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Laguna is my home town, and a place where I find my solitude. After this years trials and problems and stress, it's time to go back to my fortress of solitude to regain strength again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices will be made in this journey, because I will not be present on my wife's birthday and we will be miles away for two months, yet after these sacrifices I know that we will be more stronger and more blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless us more in this time we are miles apart, though it's not easy for me to be away from a very loving wife for days and months, I know that this sacrifice will be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for the renewal and refreshment of my Spirit as the vacation I am going to have will be a life encounter with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-2650521862389270303?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/2650521862389270303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=2650521862389270303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2650521862389270303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2650521862389270303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-my-fortress-of-solitude.html' title='To my Fortress of Solitude'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-6977912931442530786</id><published>2010-01-01T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:42:49.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blessed New Year to all</title><content type='html'>Hello guys!! its 2010 na! Happy new year to all!! May God bless us more this year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- From Rai and Quing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-6977912931442530786?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/6977912931442530786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=6977912931442530786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6977912931442530786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6977912931442530786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2010/01/blessed-new-year-to-all.html' title='A blessed New Year to all'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7444010779581510433</id><published>2009-12-24T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:44:18.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blessed Christmas to My Bhe and to All</title><content type='html'>Its 4 hours to go before Christmas. I just want to greet my wife a Blessed Christmas!! Happy Christmas to my BHE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all our Friends.. We wish you all a blessed Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-7444010779581510433?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7444010779581510433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7444010779581510433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7444010779581510433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7444010779581510433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2009/12/blessed-christmas-to-my-bhe-and-to-all.html' title='A blessed Christmas to My Bhe and to All'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-4581417348598891316</id><published>2009-12-08T12:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:17:52.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HP CQ40 Series Laptop Review</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys it has been a while since we posted here. Well sadly my new post now is a bad one. We bought our laptop last August 5 2009 at Accent Micro Limketkai Mall, Cagayan De Oro City. Well by the good looks of the laptop and its specs, you will not have any other thoughts but rather buy the laptop that is for only P25,500 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the specs of the laptop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images02.olx.com.ph/ui/2/08/63/38020563_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images02.olx.com.ph/ui/2/08/63/38020563_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CPU: AMD Turion Dual Core/35W (2.1 Ghz, 1MB L2)&lt;br /&gt;Operating System: FREE DOS&lt;br /&gt;Chipset: AMD M780G&lt;br /&gt;System Memory: 1 GB DDR2 (2GB Max)&lt;br /&gt;Graphics: ATI Radeon HD 3200 Graphics&lt;br /&gt;Display: 14.1" WXGA High Def. Bright View Widescreen (1280X800)&lt;br /&gt;Hard &lt;a class="wikilinks" href="http://www.olx.com.ph/q/disk/c-240"&gt;Disk&lt;/a&gt; Drive: 250 GB 5400 rpm SATA&lt;br /&gt;Optical Disc Drive: &lt;a class="wikilinks" href="http://makati.olx.com.ph/dvd-cat-238"&gt;DVD&lt;/a&gt; Super Multi 8x DVD /-R/RW with Double Layer &lt;a class="wikilinks" href="http://www.olx.com.ph/q/support/c-240"&gt;Support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wireless LAN: Broadcom 802.11b/g&lt;br /&gt;Network &lt;a class="wikilinks" href="http://www.olx.com.ph/q/interface/c-240"&gt;Interface&lt;/a&gt;: 10/100 BASE-T Ethernet LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="wikilinks" href="http://www.olx.com.ph/q/modem/c-240"&gt;Modem&lt;/a&gt;: High Speed 56K Modem&lt;br /&gt;Sound: Altec Lansing Speakers&lt;br /&gt;Pointing Device: Touch Pad with dedicated veritcal &amp;amp; horizontal scroll up/down pad&lt;br /&gt;External I/O Ports: VGA, 3 USB 2.0, HDMI, RJ 11/45, Headphone, Microphone&lt;br /&gt;Card Reader: 5-in-1 (SD, MMC, MS, MS Pro, XD)&lt;br /&gt;Battery: 6-cell Lithium-Ion Battery&lt;br /&gt;Power: 65W Weight: 2.31kg&lt;br /&gt;Dimensions (LxWxH): 33.4cm x 23.7cm x 3.3cm/4.0cm&lt;br /&gt;Color: Glossy Black&lt;br /&gt;Others: VGA Webcam &amp;amp; Integrated Microphone&lt;br /&gt;Free: HP Carrying Case&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Preliminary Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: buying it the first time and using it is really the best experience in laptop gaming, not to mention that this laptop is really designed for gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth revealed:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sad to say, after 4 months of using this laptop, I first encountered that the battery seems not to charge well and that the life of the battery decreases even though we carefully followed the manual on how to take care of the laptop. Well thats the first but after we reported the battery for warranty replacement we need to wait for about 2 weeks for the replacement battery to arrive. While waiting for the battery, another serious error occurred. This time the LCD of the laptop Flickers intermittently. I googled for some answers and I was shocked to see a lot of complains about this product as well as the CQ40 SERIES laptops. Most of the complains are the battery life and the LCD quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that the forum of HP Philippines itself does not provide any solution except that the buyer is advised to have his laptop's LCD be replaced. The question is, for how long will the owner of the laptop wait until his replacement LCD is already available?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come HP/COMPAQ did not know about this thing? Does HP has a quality assurance team to check on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that the LAPTOP's serial number begins with CN == means that laptop was manufactured in CHINA. If you will avail of the HP chat online with their techsupport, the moment you gave them the serial number of your laptop, they will say that your laptop is not supported by their chat support, how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just see for your self guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the video of my laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=euAkIfV8WcM" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=euAkIfV8WcM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now HP is scheduling me for a full part warranty replacement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-4581417348598891316?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/4581417348598891316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=4581417348598891316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/4581417348598891316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/4581417348598891316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2009/12/hp-cq40-series-laptop-review.html' title='HP CQ40 Series Laptop Review'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5110925621134450823</id><published>2009-06-17T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:50:27.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monthsary to us!</title><content type='html'>Well again here i am!! hehehe lets keep this blog alive again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monthsary to us bhe!! love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-5110925621134450823?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/5110925621134450823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=5110925621134450823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5110925621134450823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5110925621134450823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-monthsary-to-us.html' title='Happy Monthsary to us!'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-4682077205681322021</id><published>2009-05-17T06:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:12:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Wedding Anniversary to us!</title><content type='html'>We made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To us, more years to come. Let God guides us, let love rules, and let commitment be true. Love you Bhe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-4682077205681322021?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/4682077205681322021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=4682077205681322021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/4682077205681322021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/4682077205681322021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-1st-wedding-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy 1st Wedding Anniversary to us!'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-6095895750609576768</id><published>2009-01-09T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:49:31.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 na!!</title><content type='html'>wala lang. we're getting older while challenges of life are never going away. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless to all of us for this year.&lt;br /&gt;Life will always be good if we learn to trust in God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-6095895750609576768?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/6095895750609576768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=6095895750609576768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6095895750609576768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6095895750609576768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-na.html' title='2009 na!!'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-6841153865265198360</id><published>2008-09-13T15:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T16:05:26.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BE STILL.</title><content type='html'>I felt so worried last night. And today, when I visited my blog.. the Daily Bible Verse featured this verse from the Book of Psalms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SMtzLszXiCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/KpmpaqhIFBY/s1600-h/still.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SMtz930fOeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KcB95qWRXfs/s1600-h/still.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245413697796389346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SMtz930fOeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KcB95qWRXfs/s320/still.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You know there are situations that suddenly explode in our life, that are out of nowhere, and in which we’re not even ready to handle. But it’s already there.  And what makes it worst is choices becomes imperceptible. You have nothing left but questions, worries, doubts, uncertainties and fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I was last night. This is what I saw last night. Crying even a river can’t lighten what is inside my heart. It’s just too heavy. A shattered dream is what I am carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband felt all the more. He also has his own set of heavy luggage.  He asked me I have to be strong for him. Seeing me still &amp;amp; tough despite the situation will enable him to stand up and be renewed. But I know I can’t do it. I know anytime soon I will hold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this verse, a word from God, gives me comfort today. God is so timely and He is a God who is not blind. He sees me and he knows my/our situation now. I’m glad to know that in Him I can be still. Amidst oppositions, I can be still for He is my God who is Almighty, Unfailing, Prince of Peace, Eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be in this situation for a longer time. Ryan too. But I believe God is with us to sustain us and to give us the strength to go on. Settling in bitterness and anxiety is like putting my life into prison and gradual death. Now, I already have a choice. God bless us all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-6841153865265198360?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/6841153865265198360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=6841153865265198360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6841153865265198360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6841153865265198360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-still.html' title='BE STILL.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SMtz930fOeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KcB95qWRXfs/s72-c/still.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-98993271365817976</id><published>2008-09-12T14:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:13:36.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Justice...</title><content type='html'>After weeks of long suffering, finally a new test in my life was given. There are lot of issues that only God knows the truth behind. Accusations arises, yet i know God is my defender. A month long struggle has finally come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it is a sad ending but there is injustice.... No proper due process.... No presentation of evidences... One afternoon came.. everything was out to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont have any choices left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows the purity of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God will reveal everything in time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is justice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-98993271365817976?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/98993271365817976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=98993271365817976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/98993271365817976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/98993271365817976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-is-justice.html' title='Where is Justice...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-693020886840295156</id><published>2008-07-03T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:29:34.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy so!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone! ang tagal nang walang update ng blog namin.. XD&lt;br /&gt;We always pay a visit here, pero naghahabol kami ng time, kaya me personally find it hard na makapag post or update man lang. hehe! and also i can't think of any entry to put here..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe both of us are still enjoying the married life kaya, hmm.. silent lang muna. hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wala masyado marami work sa office kaya heto i made some little touches here. Miss you all! I miss blogging [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-693020886840295156?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/693020886840295156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=693020886840295156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/693020886840295156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/693020886840295156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-so.html' title='&lt;span style=&quot;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;busy so!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-6572830463520670856</id><published>2008-05-23T10:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:48:54.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding snapshots!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;our official photo coverage is not yet done, and we're still on honeymoon as of now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but we have some snapshots which we can share para ma-update din kayo.. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY2DvIzFuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zMelawHu7sI/s1600-h/xDSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY2DvIzFuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zMelawHu7sI/s400/xDSC02677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203405857294063330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Abary! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY5aPIzFyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IP7V6qKYkKs/s1600-h/xQ%26R_2008012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY5aPIzFyI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IP7V6qKYkKs/s320/xQ%26R_2008012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203409542376003362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the venue - ceremony and reception&lt;br /&gt;Harbor Lights Hotel, Cagayan de Oro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY6IvIzFzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/MMYQ0K8q68Y/s1600-h/xDSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY6IvIzFzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/MMYQ0K8q68Y/s320/xDSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203410341239920434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY6_fIzF0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/U8D_vzujpaQ/s1600-h/xDSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY6_fIzF0I/AAAAAAAAAG8/U8D_vzujpaQ/s320/xDSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203411281837758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the groom, the bride and bride's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liturgy and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY9EvIzF1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/htwC4lrt2dQ/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY9EvIzF1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/htwC4lrt2dQ/s320/DSC00420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203413571055327058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY9E_IzF2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/HzU1XDoRF10/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY9E_IzF2I/AAAAAAAAAHM/HzU1XDoRF10/s320/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203413575350294370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan lang muna.. they are just snapshots. we will post the official photos pag nakuha na namin sa photographer. we're still enjoying our honeymoon here in Laguna. We're meeting some of our ninong and ninang and Rai's relatives. Sa sunday punta kami ng Tagaytay where we would spend our Honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot to those who supported us on our wedding day. Thank you for all your prayers! Thanks ng marami! Mwah! God bless you all.&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/5918802958398380395-6572830463520670856?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/6572830463520670856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=6572830463520670856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6572830463520670856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6572830463520670856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedding-snapshots.html' title='wedding snapshots!'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SDY2DvIzFuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zMelawHu7sI/s72-c/xDSC02677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-6949221443999085037</id><published>2008-05-07T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:36:12.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it will be our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDDING DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It’s kinda mixed emotions but most of the time we are getting excited as we think how close it is from now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far sa preparation namin, we’re 89.91% done.. Hehe! At first kami ni Rai both nangangapa kung ano ang gagawin. Ang alam lang namin talaga at sure kami noon is magpapasakal, este mapapakasal kami. Mahirap siya sa umpisa kasi siguro ganyan talaga pag first time.. Hehehe! siyempre di namin alam ano ang flow ng kasal.. Though I attended many wedding ceremony before, and I enjoyed them, pero iba pala talaga pag wedding mo na ang pagpaplanohan mo kasi lahat ng wedding I attended, parang wala akong maalala para maincorporate ko siya sa wedding flow namin. Ganun din si Rai, walang alam. Namanhikan sina Rai, December 31, 2007. At January 2008, Rai and I began to plan for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so before worrying about anything, before sitting in for planning, we both prayed, and ask for God’s guidance. Then after praying, we formed the plan. We decided not to get a wedding planner, coz we have more benefits than to have one.. We both agreed sino ang kukunin naming Officiating Minister, and we also agreed kung ano ang theme ng kasal. At first gusto namin sa Hotel nalang lahat, ceremony and reception. But when we approached our Officiating Minister he recommended to us a place, and we come up a theme of Christian Garden Wedding, coz will be having it in Harbor Lights Hotel, yap makikita mo ang dagat. When we visited the place, Rai and I both love it. Pareho kami ni Rai, nature lover kaya patok sa amin yun.. So after booking the place, we then proceed to some other concerns sa kasal. Of course the date has been agreed long before.. it will be on May 17, 2008. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;That day will be our 12th monthsary and at the same time, kasal namin. Corny ba? Hahaha! Yun ang pabirong comment ni Mama Lenny (Rai’s mom) sa kay Rai during sa pamanhikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun, patuloy kami sa plano..at dahil kami lang ang involve sometimes masaya ang lakad namin, minsan naman nauuwi sa away. Hehe! But looking back those times, we both are thankful kasi through it, our love grows more stronger.. those times never failed to develop and strengthen our commitment, intimacy, and love for each other. And sometimes at the end of the day, we even wondered how everything we planned went so smoothly. We are happy and blessed that God used some people to help us especially on our needs. Mama Lenny bought us the wedding ring, Papa Romy (Rai’s dad) bought us the wedding cake, close friends designed our invitation, will sing and play the keyboard for us on our wedding day, ninang and ninong who counseled us, bought us the giveaways, and even gave us funds.. talagang sobra sobra ang blessings na binigay sa amin ni Lord to the extent na sa we will spend our honeymoon/vacation in Laguna. Yeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Our wedding will just show God’s love, blessings, goodness, faithfulness and even His perfect plan for Rai and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update is till here muna.. hehe! dahil super busy na rin kami ni Rai sa ngayon.. We will post our pics here even sa prenuptial pictorial namin, which we both enjoyed a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-6949221443999085037?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/6949221443999085037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=6949221443999085037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6949221443999085037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/6949221443999085037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-days-and-counting.html' title='10 days and counting...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5264861700685311227</id><published>2008-05-03T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:37:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is inside a heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are times that when I reflect about things I suddenly realize how painful it is to be left alone when you really need someone to confide problems with and share the hurts inside your heart. More often in this world we live in, even lovers tend to keep secrets because of individualism. Individualism really kills relationships because the needs of every person varies according to their unique personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are times that I feel bad because of some situations that I need an attention a companion where in I can just remain secure, yet most of the time I was being declined to have some time with that person. Until the day that we will be united and face the altar, will then maybe things will change and will synchronize our hearts and thoughts together. Secrecy kills especially when we kept silent of things that we must share it to the person we love. That is why I wanna be fair to my love always to let her see everything that I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someday somehow all questions will be answered, all things will be made clear, and everything even individualism will bow to God's perfect will in our lives....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-5264861700685311227?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/5264861700685311227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=5264861700685311227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5264861700685311227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5264861700685311227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-inside-heart.html' title='What is inside a heart...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3625879190449059725</id><published>2008-04-23T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:35:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new chapter is about to unfold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SA6rFEq4vGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/k-cI47hdWGU/s1600-h/truelove+mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192275524046077026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SA6rFEq4vGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/k-cI47hdWGU/s400/truelove+mag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As each day passes by, we never failed to unfold every single detail of our lives together, APRIL 17 2008, our 11th month together sharing our love and care for one another, going through the hardships and trials of life together, and planning big dreams for our future together. Now a few more waiting, a new chapter in our life is about to unfold. I am getting excited of you and me sharing each and every moment of what God has planned for us long before we are still inside our mother's womb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11 months has passed and we all know that it is not easy to maintain such a relationship that is pure and tru because of the outside forces trying to hit it along the way, sometimes our family, and friends come along the way, but there is one thing that they dont know, and that is us being together and sticking together thru all the hadrships of life, our love goes even more stronger because we both know what God has planned for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our wedding day is coming and we are so busy with all the preparations. I know the pressure and the hardships as we prepare for this big event knowing that it is only us who are preparing for this. I want you to know that I love you so much bhe and i will dedicate all my life to make you happy and to preserve you up to the very last drop of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love you so much my Quing...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SA6uDEq4vHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/swRIggdD9k0/s1600-h/Fotoshat1055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192278788221222002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SA6uDEq4vHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/swRIggdD9k0/s400/Fotoshat1055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All that we are dreaming of will now be unfolded... the Love story now unfolds....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the Count down begins....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- Rai Abary ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3625879190449059725?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3625879190449059725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3625879190449059725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3625879190449059725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3625879190449059725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-chapter-is-about-to-unfold.html' title='A new chapter is about to unfold'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SA6rFEq4vGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/k-cI47hdWGU/s72-c/truelove+mag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3183701928691823499</id><published>2008-04-21T14:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:45:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship Concert Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SAw25wGBXMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T94pdpmNZJM/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191584836241939650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SAw25wGBXMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T94pdpmNZJM/s200/Rai+and+Quing2112.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If has been a year ever since I stood on the stage to worship lead again. I remember way back last year, I always lead the Sunday worship in our church back at Laguna. It has been my passion to serve the Lord in the field of music. After I moved from Laguna to Cagayan De Oro, I didn't expect that this thing is about to happen again. God makes ways in which we will be surprised that a day will come that He will utilize all our talents for His purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back here at City Alliance Church, we held a Worship Concert wherein this concert will be the one of the most important church event in the History of CAC. It was a great night, because we knew that God was pleased as we see people hungry to worship our Lord gather together to sing a song of Praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191585308688342226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SAw3VQGBXNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/fzqG7nMgfBQ/s320/Rai+and+Quing2106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;also during the Concert, i played my most favorite instrument, the bass guitar.. ahh such a sweet low sounding instrument that gives glory to the one and only creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess our country doesn't need a good leader to be able to be a better country, what our country must have are people who value and revere God above all and everything will follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God bless to all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3183701928691823499?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3183701928691823499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3183701928691823499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3183701928691823499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3183701928691823499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/04/worship-concert-experience.html' title='Worship Concert Experience'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/SAw25wGBXMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T94pdpmNZJM/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing2112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7081359003960824963</id><published>2008-04-09T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:29:21.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is in my mind now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_uZgqrrm6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YoCAAyC_FCA/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186908182339623842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_uZgqrrm6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YoCAAyC_FCA/s200/Rai+and+Quing2120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone of us has his or her own dreams. Some of us dream big, while some dream in a simple manner. Dreaming is a part of our day to day life. These dreams helps us create our mindset of goals and visions that we will attain as time goes by. Some will end up achieving those dreams while some fail, while others will hope until when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For me, first I am always dreaming of a time with Quing walking on a seahore or perhaps swimming with her, growing old with her, making our own family and raise up our kids in the right guidance according to God's standard. I get dissapointed sometimes because it is hard for me and Quing to have one great time together at the seashore, since she also has lack of interest going there, but I dont lose hope, I know someday, somehow, we will always go there and have our morning devotion there.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All I want is a simple life, away from the busy stages of this world, having more time with Quing and my future kids. With this career oriented world, I know that it will be hard to achieve since we have a globally competitive world out there. But then again will I lose hope? Or will I continue to hold on that one day, we will have a great and simple life. The answer lies only in the Hands of our Lord who made us together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only when that time comes we will experience life that we always dream of....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marriage is not just the ceremony, nor a commitment that later will be broken. Marriage is something far more beyond what we can imagine, define or even understand. Only God can help us know and see what lies beyond the bond of marriage. It is not the ring, nor the things that we will wear, nor the people. it is simply... You and Me and God.. No one else....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that there are times that you are having a hard time understanding me as an individual. How would you be able to undertand me if you will not spend more time with me than what is outside of us? &lt;-- these are the just one of the questions inside my heart that only God can answer as time pass by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For now, what is important to me is that I am dreaming a simple life with my Quing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Life is a context of simplicity vs. complicated things. One must focus on the areas that needs attention to cultivate the gray areas of our love life...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- Rai Abary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-7081359003960824963?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7081359003960824963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7081359003960824963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7081359003960824963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7081359003960824963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-in-my-mind-now.html' title='What is in my mind now....'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_uZgqrrm6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/YoCAAyC_FCA/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing2120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-1560693542588431007</id><published>2008-04-08T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:44:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Tribute to my Bhe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;           Everyone is excited on this day of the year. Your friends, family, and your officemates do have a common goal today, that is to greet you in this very special day of the year. I personally will witness this event to take place for the first time since this is our first year together. As planned, let me dedicate this simple tribute to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Quing to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           No one knows excatly who Quing is not unless they can see her face to face, live with her and see her everyday. To her friends, Quing is not only just a mere friend that they met, she is a real person with a great value on friendship. To her officemates, Quing is a diligent, goal oriented and a great leader among her staffs. As the head accountant, she makes sure that all of her job is well done and executed with excellence. I myself is a silent witness to this as I even waited for her until 2am outside her office just to fetch her. Yes, you are reading it correctly, she takes overtimes like that. No wonder she excels more on her career that is because whem she is given a task, she puts her heart, mind and soul into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           To me personally, Quing is not just the person that I love. She is more than what everyone can say who is she. Quing to me is a person of great integrity. For the past 11 months that we are together, we came across struggles regarding this. She hates my incosistencies. An independent woman, she is, she can live alone, a loner yet full of friends. The lady of my heart. Quing is the only lady who captured my heart so deeply, that is because she is God's gift to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pOTarrm3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OG4dNh61QD0/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing2167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186544016357563250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pOTarrm3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OG4dNh61QD0/s200/Rai+and+Quing2167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pOsqrrm4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_kg8i1wQ6cQ/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186544450149260162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pOsqrrm4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_kg8i1wQ6cQ/s200/Rai+and+Quing2178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pPBKrrm5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/W-NRE2KqV1I/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186544802336578450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pPBKrrm5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/W-NRE2KqV1I/s200/Rai+and+Quing2085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many ways to describe her, but all I can say is that she is... unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this year of your birthday Quing my bhe, I wish you all the best in life. I love you so much. See you on our wedding day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Rai Abary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5918802958398380395-1560693542588431007?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/1560693542588431007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=1560693542588431007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1560693542588431007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1560693542588431007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-tribute-to-my-bhe.html' title='A Birthday Tribute to my Bhe....'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R_pOTarrm3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OG4dNh61QD0/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing2167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3458625422139828636</id><published>2008-04-05T09:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:05:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G.O.S.S.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to post this because this thing is very very common and sadly it has become wretchedly usual. All of us have encountered this; it could be that we are guilty of it and or a victim of it. Now, why do I use negative words like guilty and victim in relation with gossip? It is because &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP IS NO LESS THAN CHARACTER ASSASINATION&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us or even I sarcastically say &lt;em&gt;“so what, e tama naman ako”&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;“kiber, totoo naman sinasabi ko”&lt;/em&gt;, but we have to know that whether we are telling the truth or not, no one has a right to degrade, humiliate, or disrespect a person just because he commits mistakes. Just because he has done wrong, it does not mean that we have a rightful authority to tell the world how bad that person is. I mean, we have to be matured enough to meditate that gasgas phrase na “No One Is Perfect”.&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; I realized that each of us has his own set of weakness and strength and it varies in every individual, kaya, a person’s weakness can never make me holy or better.&lt;/span&gt; Criticizing others is a dishonest way of praising my self. And note that gossip is far very different from warning. There was once when my mom checked me, I right away defended that I was only giving my friend a caution about the offender, it is not harmful rather helpful to my friend. But she tapped me and simply told me, “Think again. Define caution and check your actions.” This is how to check it: Kung ang sinabi mo sa mga tao makakabawas ng respeto or makakababa ng pagkatao nung taong pinag-usapan niyo, then that is gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;In a fight or misunderstanding between individuals, &lt;strong&gt;reconciliation&lt;/strong&gt; and not gossip is the way out.&lt;/span&gt; Sad to know that some people rather settle in gossip than to confront the offender to patch things up. I realized that by resolving to gossip I am not only destroying the person but horribly myself too. Ginawa ko ang sarili ko na di mapapagkatiwalaan kasi if only I’ve acted appropriately the problem is already resolved between me and my offender. And if reconciliation failed, I should have kept the problem myself. I may seek advice; I may warn some of my friends but not to the extent of destroying the person. In that way, I should have gain integrity. I will be at peace and can confidently assure myself that people will get to know eventually who is at fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know damaged has been done before I become conscious of this, but I believe that it is never too late to do the right thing. This is life. We cannot change the past but every day is a chance to do better for a brighter and happier future. &lt;em&gt;Haays, peace on earth..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--Quing :]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3458625422139828636?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3458625422139828636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3458625422139828636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3458625422139828636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3458625422139828636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/04/gossip.html' title='G.O.S.S.I.P.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-443792800484342021</id><published>2008-03-18T13:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T13:18:44.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back those 10 months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Who would ever thought that may 17 2007 a great event would change our lives. Those times that we are still just mere strangers who met in this futuristic time. A love story that has unfolded many lessons in life and many memories that even our grand children would tell. Now it has been 10 long months when that love has grown and is getting stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember the times that we had, sad times, good times, happy moments and intimate moments that we can say it is a God-given gift that no man can destroy. I personally thank you for all the lessons in life that I have learned from you. This 10th monthsary signifies the upcoming greatest event that will build our future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the past 10 months I have no regret of loving you inspite of the adjustments that we have for each other. Now I can even declare to the whole world that Iam so blessed to have you as my bhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- Rai Abary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-443792800484342021?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/443792800484342021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=443792800484342021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/443792800484342021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/443792800484342021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/looking-back-those-10-months.html' title='Looking back those 10 months.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3911634548616843321</id><published>2008-03-17T08:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:04:42.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 random things/10 things people don't know about us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think this is a bit overdue since Krisha tagged us. I volunteered to do it since Rai is busy. I never figure out that I will also be very busy with my work coz our external audit has just started. Im at work now, but I take ‘lil time just to compose this. I consider this a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;good tribute to our 10th MONTHSARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1. we’re used to be LDR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rai lived in Laguna, Luzon, while im here in Cagayan de Oro, Mindanao. Kahit sino man tatanungin, mahirap ang LDR, at ni minsan di ko pinangarap na magiging committed ako sa ganyang klaseng relationship. Same goes with Rai. Trust was not an issue but the longing to be together is very hard to deal with. So Rai moved out from his comfort, his home, his family, his work and friends to settle a place here with me. It was not easy for him moving in here, he doesn’t have any relatives, he doesn’t know how to speak our dialect which is “bisaya”, he started from scratch by finding a new job, and he’s adjusting in adapting the new culture. Though andito ako pero alam ko naging mahirap pa rin sa kanya yun. But sabi nga niya, “it’s all worth it”. Ngayon, naeenjoy namin ang piling sa isa’t isa at ang mga common and usual moments ng mag-irog like, hatid-sundo, date-date, and even having a walk to remember. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2. our type of music is entirely different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We call them secular music, if it’s not a Christian music. Sa secular side, magkaiba kami ni Rai. Im more on alternative emo, rnb and even rock. Rai loves to listen sa mga acoustics, love songs and mga groove oldies. Kaya pag nagtatanungan kami about secular music, magkaiba halos lahat. We see music as our soul and parang mahirap kung sa music di kami tugma. But thank God we still found a common ground, and it is the Christian Music. We’re both fascinated to see and know that pare pareho kami ng nalalaman na songs. That’s why on church gatherings especially on Sundays, partner pa rin kami ni Rai, kasi we’re both in the music ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3. we never fail to pray together before and after sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We commit ourselves to fulfill it everyday in our relationship because we strongly believe that a relationship that honors and submits to God is blessed. It’s our way of acknowledging and thanking God for all the wonderful things He has done to us. Every evening before we part our ways to sleep, we find time to pray which is lead by Rai. Then I lead the prayer every morning after I wake up. Di umaalis si Rai sa pad ko until di kami nakakapag-pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4. we both love the same colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were both amazed when we discovered that almost all of our clothing has the same colors. Kaya nakukuha naming magkapareha ng kulay ng shirt on ordinary days kasi pareho kami merong ganung set of colors. Common sa amin ang yellow, orange, green, gray and pink. And pareho kami favorite naming ang yellow. Kaya yellow motif namin sa kasal na tugma din naman sa season ng summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;5. jollibee hot and spicy chicken joy meal, very rocky road and fries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eto ang paborito naming order sa Jollibee, and eto ang paborito naming kainin every time we celebrate. We don’t need to go for a fine dining resto or any classy bistro to treat ourselves for the celebration coz we find fun eating in Jollibee. Ewan, we just love the taste of their food and it’s so affordable, we can eat a lot! Hehe! Maybe it’s because we give more value with our comfort, our choice and our freedom to celebrate the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;6. opposite poles complement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Makulit si Rai. Ako naman irritable. Kung gaano kakulit si Rai, ganun din ako ka irritable. Conflict arise when the more naging mainit ulo ko, the more naman naging makulit si Rai. Ganyan kami, at minsan nauuwi sa away at malaking away when we let our emotions rule us. But we don’t consider it as hindrance in our relationship rather a help to balance our attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. rai is a friendly type of person, while im quite picky.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im just amazed how Rai easily gain friends and can manage to accommodate a crowd. He never judges anyone and he is not easily intimidated, as long as he can talk to him or her freely, he will initiate a conversation. And I admire him for that. I am not that friendly, i find it hard and uncomfortable to start chatting with someone I don’t know much. Maybe because I used to be a loner. I treasure friendships and I keep them as long as it is true. I can only count my true friends with my fingers but Im blessed and proud to have them, a real gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. ampalaya hater and lover.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love ampalaya very much. One time when Rai asked me what he will cook for me, I excitedly requested ampalaya. It was when we were about to eat it that Rai admitted that he hates ampalaya and that he has no intention of learning to eat it kasi kahit daw Mama niya di siya napapakain nun. Hehe, napangisi ako kasi nagka-challenge ako na tuturuan ko siyang kumain nun! I just assured him that ampalaya is really delicious that’s why I love to eat them. Buti naman naniwala siya. Kaya ngayon Rai is already loving to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;9. rai is my alarm clock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Batugan ako e. My favorite hobby is sleeping.. weee! Kahit saan ako, lalo na pag nasa office, daydream ko ang sleeping. Hahaha! Rai is an early bird. Maaga gumigising. Every morning, siya ang alarm clock ko. Kasi tapos na siya lahat in preparing for himself for work, and even preparing my breakfast, ako tulog pa. So before he will go ahead to work, he will drop by my flat, prepare my breakfast then gisingin ako. Mahirap ako gisingin kasi di ako bumabangon agad kaya ang nangyayari nakakabalik ako sa pag tulog. So Rai needs to stay with me and paulit ulit akong gisingin hanggat bumangon na ako. Kaya Rai is my best alarm clock. Salamat sa tiyaga mo bhe. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. i am Rai’s accountant.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rai requested me to keep track with his expenses and income and to give him some analysis of the outcome, kasi wala siyang pasensiya dun. So since it is my forte, I render him accounting jobs for free. lol. Aside from that this is a good training for us how to handle our financial matters in preparation of our married life. Hehehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang hirap mag-isip! Pero salamat naman at natapos ko rin. So now to keep the ball rolling, im tagging: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sandy, Kissy, Karen, Marilyn, Mei, Rainne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 10th monthsary to us Bhe! I enjoy life with you. I love you.&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/5918802958398380395-3911634548616843321?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3911634548616843321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3911634548616843321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3911634548616843321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3911634548616843321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/10-random-things10-things-people-dont.html' title='10 random things/10 things people don&apos;t know about us.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3551156685241230049</id><published>2008-03-10T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:50:38.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has many lessons..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night I was in my room browsing the internet. I begun to think about the future and tried to day dream about my plans. As I was really planning for me and Quing's future, I see a great things and even things that I know it would be impossible to attain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see so much trials along the way, but then again why should i be afraid of? I have God and Quing with me. I want to build a family wherein the Lord is the center of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has many lessons, two weeks agao I learned a lesson, and that is what i am practicing now, life can be unfair if we let it be unfair to us. Just like love, sometimes many are to be considered when you fall in love. Sacrifices, heartaches, trials, even trust vs. mistrust happens. Each of those gives lifes lessons that we can carry on and even pass it on to our next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have i learned today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned that no matter what happens, whether we try to control things, we cannot overcome nature as it is. In love, you can never be the first in someone's life and we cant be their hero, yet time will come that the one you love will recognize your importance and value if you will remain faithful and show your real love. You can impress that person but will never win the battle. So stop being someone else, instead, love as if this is your last day on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love never fails to see what is within the person. True love will only come out if you are willing to accept the person on his/her worst situation. To my bhe, I know that time will come that the Lord will synchronize our thoughts and our desires and or likes and dislikes. I am looking forward for that very day, until my last breath here on earth, my heart, my soul and my love is yours....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you bhe Quing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--- Rai ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3551156685241230049?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3551156685241230049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3551156685241230049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3551156685241230049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3551156685241230049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-has-many-lessons.html' title='Life has many lessons..'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-8594446597057473108</id><published>2008-03-09T08:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:29:36.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ring of Eternity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9My6vklo1I/AAAAAAAAADM/o6M-jwar2nU/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175536381562561362" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9My6vklo1I/AAAAAAAAADM/o6M-jwar2nU/s200/Rai+and+Quing1816.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9My-_klo2I/AAAAAAAAADU/zF9hFbY4Vwc/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MzA_klo3I/AAAAAAAAADc/QVj1SNMPZX0/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ring symbolizes many things. In a friendship it signifies connection, in a fashion it means richness, in military, it means authority. In a relationship, it means commitment, covenant, that will last for eternity. I am so grateful to have this wedding rings because this reminds me of our future together. Yes it is near, the love story will unfold soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MzBfklo4I/AAAAAAAAADk/t36RLFhuW4A/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175536497526678402" style="CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MzBfklo4I/AAAAAAAAADk/t36RLFhuW4A/s200/Rai+and+Quing1822.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this ring? That Sunday evening when we went to Ketkai to buy one, we never expected such a simple yet beautiful wedding ring can get such a high favor from our God. Because with this ring you won a prize that you can also use in our wedding day, ironically, you are not believing in those type of raffle games coz you never joined one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only means that the Lord's favor is in us and that He blessed our relationship that day.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward on the day that these rings will be in our hands in the sight of our witnesses, our family and God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much bhe Quing.&lt;br /&gt;-Rai-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-8594446597057473108?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/8594446597057473108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=8594446597057473108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/8594446597057473108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/8594446597057473108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/ring-of-eternity.html' title='The Ring of Eternity...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9My6vklo1I/AAAAAAAAADM/o6M-jwar2nU/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing1816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-1363913984510036287</id><published>2008-03-08T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:38:43.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certified Forum and Blog addict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MxafklowI/AAAAAAAAACo/y6_H-HbhUfk/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175534728000152322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="100" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MxafklowI/AAAAAAAAACo/y6_H-HbhUfk/s200/Rai+and+Quing1904.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9N3ivklpBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/bhzhgHvjvgM/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;March 9 2008 8:30Am, this is where I got a glimpse of one of the most internet addict person I ever loved. She is my Bhe Quing. While watching her doing some stuffs in the forum and in the blog i decide to take pictures of her. Guess what, this is a suprize for her. Behold Quing when she is busy doing some internet things. Hehehehe. Sometimes I wish I am just a computer connected to the internet so that she will always find time to be with me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ooops so much for the day dreams... Now that we are moving forward our new future, I wish us all the best things that God will give us...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love you so much Bhe Quing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;- Rai Abary -&lt;/p&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/5918802958398380395-1363913984510036287?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/1363913984510036287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=1363913984510036287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1363913984510036287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1363913984510036287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/certified-forum-and-blog-addict.html' title='Certified Forum and Blog addict.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9MxafklowI/AAAAAAAAACo/y6_H-HbhUfk/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing1904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5244881399317761910</id><published>2008-03-08T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:34:24.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovelier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOY_klorI/AAAAAAAAACA/Pq6_2qQ7faM/s1600-h/ABCD0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175285113090843314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOY_klorI/AAAAAAAAACA/Pq6_2qQ7faM/s200/ABCD0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZPklosI/AAAAAAAAACI/okwXpwAp0Kw/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175285117385810626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZPklosI/AAAAAAAAACI/okwXpwAp0Kw/s200/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZPklotI/AAAAAAAAACQ/78mVmnhtiHs/s1600-h/ABCD0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175285117385810642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZPklotI/AAAAAAAAACQ/78mVmnhtiHs/s200/ABCD0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZfklouI/AAAAAAAAACY/dST9W5Chn2Q/s1600-h/ABCD0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175285121680777954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOZfklouI/AAAAAAAAACY/dST9W5Chn2Q/s200/ABCD0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see those flowers? I took pictures of them because something was special and bizarre with them. Rai gave them to me on February 29 along with his surprise of an answered prayer. What is odd is that they were handed to me still in buds wrapped in plastic cellophane only. Seeing them, they were not likable, I even asked our lady guard “sino bang nagbigay niyan, ang panget naman.” When I found out that it was Rai, I questioned him for not giving me pleasantly wrapped flowers instead. Then he told me that he was so happy to know that what we have been praying for two weeks was already answered, and when he saw the yellow roses along the way, he was reminded of me, so he immediately bought them.  Knowing that our plea our prayer, was answered, such joy is so abundant within me that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship was tested, we came to the point of almost letting go, because we can’t just contain life’s adversaries. It was hard dealing with it because we know we still love each other. And during those times, we know that it’s only God who can keep us going, and who will clear the way for our love. And yes, that day, we were happy to know that God gave us His sign - Rai and I were made for each other.  It’s a lifetime assurance and it’s a living hope for us. Though we know that more challenges will still come, but because we know that God is on our side, we can confidently face our future together for lifetime :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binibigyan ako ng flowers ni Rai on special days , they were beautiful, and I love them. But those yellow roses that day are different.  Seeing them, they were lovelier and lovelier every day. I took care of them, put them in a vase and placed on the left side of my file table where everyone who passes by can see them. Yes I felt proud of them. They were so simple yet they enfold thorny episodes of our lives that turn to blossom. Very likely with the buds of roses, as each day passed by, they become bloomer, and they never fail to bring a smile on my face.  I love you Rai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5918802958398380395-5244881399317761910?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/5244881399317761910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=5244881399317761910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5244881399317761910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5244881399317761910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/lovelier.html' title='lovelier'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R9JOY_klorI/AAAAAAAAACA/Pq6_2qQ7faM/s72-c/ABCD0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-878552133093958409</id><published>2008-03-08T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T09:26:16.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new look for a better future...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has been days when I found out that Quing was really making this blog so great. Infact all of the layouting of this page is done by her. I was so impressed on how she managed to get all the resources in writting the codes for this new look. Yesterday March 7 2008, Quing was so busy doing the layout designs and I was really fascinated because she puts time and effort and life into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was then reminded of a commercial from Milo before that if you put your heart on the things that you do and you set a goal to win the prize, time and effort is given. Quing is not a web developer nor an IT expert, only an accountant yet she managed to do the layout. In our lives we tend to see big problems ahead and sometimes instead of giving time to concentrate and pay attention how to solve and overcome those, we tend to run away from it. What I learned here? Well Quing is my greatest teacher because she has taught me many things and even in the reality of life, I can say that I am blessed to have her as my wife to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life in this world is full of lessons and everyday, we learn, everyday we fail, yet in every failure as long as there is love and there is the willingness to learn, and giving our heart into it, we can always see, a new look for a better future.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i love you my Quing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;- Rai -&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/5918802958398380395-878552133093958409?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/878552133093958409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=878552133093958409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/878552133093958409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/878552133093958409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-look-for-better-future.html' title='A new look for a better future...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5976183826250486717</id><published>2008-03-07T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:47:41.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are tagged x]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have randomly selected 4 of you below to be tagged and I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. You will have to tag 5 other bloggers and just keep adding on to the list. (Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes we hope it will be a long list!It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority increase exponentially! 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For me, as I look at these photo's, I am reminded on how great is our God in our relationship. God works in us only if we allow HIM not us to work. And there are some cases where in if I miss the Love of my life i will just look at her pictures to remind me of her sweet smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Remember Feb 28, where in we celebrated because God worked and answered our prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are in jollibee that time and we ate a lot. Hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85N1YWkpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/aCN-ZCokiSY/s1600-h/Rai+and+Quing1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174158601360811010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85N1YWkpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/aCN-ZCokiSY/s320/Rai+and+Quing1876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How about these pictures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our what you call black valentine pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQ4WkpDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jiZ2F2tmNOo/s1600-h/Quing+and+Rai(053).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174160173318841394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQ4WkpDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jiZ2F2tmNOo/s320/Quing+and+Rai(053).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PRIWkpEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-K-t-odI4Dc/s1600-h/Quing+and+Rai(054).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174160177613808706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PRIWkpEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-K-t-odI4Dc/s320/Quing+and+Rai(054).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQoWkpCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/pHOLy79j_8E/s1600-h/Quing+and+Rai(052).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174160169023874082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQoWkpCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/pHOLy79j_8E/s320/Quing+and+Rai(052).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQoWkpBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HdmA-5XMfh4/s1600-h/Quing+and+Rai(051).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174160169023874066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85PQoWkpBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/HdmA-5XMfh4/s320/Quing+and+Rai(051).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;these pictures reminds me of a really black valentine.. Remember those days??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want you to know that I love you and I was born to love you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love you so much Quing my Bhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-2885143950128937324?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/2885143950128937324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=2885143950128937324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2885143950128937324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2885143950128937324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/reminder-of-good-memory.html' title='A reminder of a good memory...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R85N1YWkpAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/aCN-ZCokiSY/s72-c/Rai+and+Quing1876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-1593227896801116323</id><published>2008-03-04T13:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T14:03:59.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seing a bit of a future....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Such a lovely day today, though this morning i had a minor discussion, but everything this day seem to be so normal. Arriving here at my workplace was just as like before wherein I am thinking of our future together. Everyday I am dreaming of you and me and our future son and daughter. Sometimes I smile and just think that it will be few years from now for it to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I had my lunch today together with my co-teacher here in OCGS. While going for lunch, He and his family including his son and daughter joined us to have a great lunch. I saw the sweet moments of he had with his son and daughter, which led me to think about me you Quing and our future son and daughter. Would we have time together eating and enjoying like they do? After the meaningful lunch, lessons are written in my heart, inspirations and even encouragements are written along with dreams and goals to attain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;12:30pm i was back here in my desk, still thinking of those, I was really in awe of experiencing such great feeling of being a father to a son, because I myself did not experience that on my own Dad. I was reminded of the past pains in my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then I suddenly missed you. I know that while here in our work we have to focus. yes i am focused. It's just that I missed you and that's all. I see myself building our future now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just want you to know that I love you and I will always will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I love you bhe Quing! -- Rai Abary&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/5918802958398380395-1593227896801116323?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/1593227896801116323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=1593227896801116323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1593227896801116323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1593227896801116323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/seing-bit-of-future.html' title='Seing a bit of a future....'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7409083532833680771</id><published>2008-03-03T00:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:40:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A new day again arises as we wake up this very day. After a week of tremendous pain and agony, setting aside what we feel, though inside we have pain, now this day marks a new event in our lives that will build our future. All relationships come to a point wherein it is being tested. We have been tested, molded, and trained. Lessons learned, things are corrected. Now it our time to let the love reign again as we enjoy this new day and hope for a great future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much my bhe Quing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that God moved and showed you the answers that you are looking for, then I believe it is now our time to bring back our love that grows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I am looking forward for our wedding this year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you always bhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Rai Abary&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/5918802958398380395-7409083532833680771?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7409083532833680771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7409083532833680771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7409083532833680771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7409083532833680771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-79885837038982283</id><published>2008-03-01T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:41:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagining Life without the two of us..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is full of surprises. Looking back the past weeks when we are both in agony, remembering the pain of crying because of the fear of losing our love. Before, I dont agree that relationships are prone to hardships. I learned that there is no perfect relationship even if we have GOD on our side, simply because we are prone to imperfection. There are times that I question my self is this the price of leaving my family behind just for the sake of being with the one i love, or is this the price of me only seing the reality that you are my God's will. These questions didn't help but just ask. What is important is that God PROVIDED the answer. It is now clear, we are! and We will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I listen to this song, i tried to imagine myself without you, I might be there back in Laguna, doing the same ministry, playing my favorite instrument, there in my church where i grew up, earn lots of cash because i will working with all the people i know, Yet, my heart will still search for you... That is why I am so touched with this song "imagine me without you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my bhe, every single moment of our lives will count. That is why we have to treasure every moment of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much!!! - Rai Abary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-79885837038982283?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/79885837038982283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=79885837038982283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/79885837038982283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/79885837038982283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/03/imagining-life-without-two-of-us.html' title='Imagining Life without the two of us..'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7573353986325147062</id><published>2008-02-27T12:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:16:21.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the past two weeks, i know that our relationship was in turmoil and both of us are in agony. As i had said, things just keep on falling and we can't hold on to them. We struggled to preserve our relationship, but instead for our love to grow, we grow apart. Then we decided to set aside our feelings first for us to know what God wants in our lives. For us to hear God, for us to follow God, we agreed to stay silent and waited on God. It was not easy, and i know mas nahihirapan ka. Pero, the good thing is we stay with each other's side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was only yesterday, that prayers have been answered. Things were made clearer now. And i know i love you more than before. Those flowers that you gave me yesterday, they were lovelier.. and i thank you for always lifting my heart. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's time for us to move ahead. I know lessons have been learned, and love never fails to grow in us. God is molding us and teaching us in His own special way. &lt;strong&gt;-Quing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-7573353986325147062?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7573353986325147062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7573353986325147062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7573353986325147062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7573353986325147062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/moving-on.html' title='moving on.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3434959866872364893</id><published>2008-02-26T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:14:25.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A holiday to remember..</title><content type='html'>It was Feb 25 2008, a great holiday indeed as Quing had a great rest after weeks of stressful work and turmoiled relationship. I always want that we will have this kind of day wherein we are just resting and enjoying our presence together, but this holiday, it was really fun though Quing was at her pad alone, I got busy with some church ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10:30 am when I decided to go home at Quing's pad for lunch, I cooked fried fish and made a sauce for it. We had a great lunch together, Me and Quing enjoyed that quality time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Pm I went back to CAC to continue my work there, I had one promise to Quing, to buy her a INAGANG it is a Visayan term for INIHAW na SAGING. 3:45pm came and i went looking for it in the Market place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 4:15pm I arrived Home, Quing and I enjoyed our holiday together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Bhe, thanks for your love and care....&lt;br /&gt;you are my only inspiration...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3434959866872364893?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3434959866872364893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3434959866872364893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3434959866872364893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3434959866872364893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/holiday-to-remember.html' title='A holiday to remember..'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-928501754419425772</id><published>2008-02-25T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:52:07.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week that will decide everything...</title><content type='html'>This is it, it may be our last week together or it may not, though in my mind and heart you know that i dont want this kind of feeling. We have seen God's work yet, you still search for more proof, though for me it is hard yet i have no choice but to comply, though in my prayers every night I declared to God that I will stay no matter what happens, May He deal with me, but I choose to stay, life is made of choices, we are created with freedom to choose, for me i choose to stay, and spend lifetime with you. Because in my heart, there is only one thing, to love you endlessly. Dont torture your heart to much, that is why, if you will only see what is inside my heart, it begs to see you and stay with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much, it is in your hands now, for i tried to appeal and beg, yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is still in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I ask of you... please extend love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you bhe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-928501754419425772?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/928501754419425772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=928501754419425772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/928501754419425772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/928501754419425772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/week-that-will-decide-everything.html' title='A week that will decide everything...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-2121265534374404825</id><published>2008-02-24T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:05:03.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Disappointment to God’s blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       It has been such a rough week ever since everything keeps falling apart. I know that you and I felt the agony of those moments. We tried to hide and get rid of those pains yet it comes out because we can’t contain it. Now that everything is getting back to normal, here we are again starting and making sure that our love grows continuously. A lot of lesson has been learned and a lot of disappointments shattered our heart. But there is only one thing that we neglected and we tried to ignore, love covers all magnitude of faults. Love is the most powerful tool that we should have used. In the secular aspect love is just a mere feeling and it disappears. Yet in reality of life and looking at it from the point of view of God’s word, love never fails and no matter how we try to ignore it, LOVE NEVER FAILS. Yes we are hurt, we got hurt, but if we practice to let love reign, no matter now many times we get hurt and how many times we cry, love covers everything of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Love does not keep records of fault, it is merciful, always hopes, and always trusts. Though men will fail in thoughts yet love never does. We might try to end all of this but eventually get hurt along the way, yet when we give a chance to make love work, even the most brutal person in the world or the most sinful man will change because only love has the power to change people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        As we start again, let us this time make love work, let it be given a chance, let us set aside our faults and our pride, always remember it is our pride that will kill our love. Pride has destroyed a lot of families already that is why I am giving a challenge on both of us, let us continue to love, exercise GODLY love, and fill our hearts with God’s love and mercy for one another, then we will see how God will move in a mighty way in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        To my Bhe Quing, I want you to know that I love you not just in words, nor in action, but with my whole being….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         God bless you always and remember that I have never loved any woman the way I love you now. You are my TRUE FIRST LOVE and NO ONE ELSE. The reason why GOD made you and me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Ryan Abary&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/5918802958398380395-2121265534374404825?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/2121265534374404825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=2121265534374404825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2121265534374404825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2121265534374404825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/from-disappointment-to-gods-blessings.html' title='From Disappointment to God’s blessings'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-2832549891836407167</id><published>2008-02-23T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:22:14.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful night I will remember</title><content type='html'>It was a great night after I fetched you from your office at LIMKETKAI, this day has been a busy day for me as I work in the ministry here in CAC. 6:30pm as we are walking out of your office, I became silent simply because I am tired of the days work. My silence also allows me to think and observe you as we go to the hospital at MARIA REYNA because your grandfather was there. Arriving at the hospital, we went to room 222 where in your Lolo is there together with your mom, tita komi and some of your cousines. I helped in preparing Lolo's hot bath. I remember when my Lolo Mulong was in the hospital 5 years ago. Same thing that I did. I can see that Lolo's will is now to live in GOD's favor and word. As time goes by, i became so tired that i really want to go home and sleep. But instead we all went to BUTCHERS near Xavier. I was then reminded of the first time you brought me at BUTCHER's BBQ. As I was eating the BBQ, i am remembering the first time i was here at CDO. I miss those times that we first see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by as we walk our way home, remembering those sweet days in all i am thinking off. Though I am silent, I am just thinking of it and keeping it in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I whispered a prayer.. Lord.. I love Quing so much... You know how much I love her.... That is why I am thankful for all the sweet memories we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhe.... I love you... and I will always will...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-2832549891836407167?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/2832549891836407167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=2832549891836407167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2832549891836407167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2832549891836407167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/wonderful-night-i-will-remember.html' title='A wonderful night I will remember'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-1447928334404498277</id><published>2008-02-22T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T12:34:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amidst the Agony Comes Hope...</title><content type='html'>It has been week since the day that i have been into deep agony, the Lord knows what my heart's desire is. Though I know I made a mistake, yet His love and mercy will prevail. As I was writting this message, in my heart remains some pain that only GOD can remove. Though in pain, but as long as I love and exercise the love of God in my heart, I will not fail. Love never fails, it always trusts, always hopes, and it does not keep records of wrong, though it does not delight in evil, yet... GOD never fails....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to by Bhe Quing.. All i want you to know.. is that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-1447928334404498277?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/1447928334404498277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=1447928334404498277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1447928334404498277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/1447928334404498277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/amidst-agony-comes-hope.html' title='Amidst the Agony Comes Hope...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3541705687737627824</id><published>2008-02-17T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T13:32:34.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th monthsary</title><content type='html'>another month, and it's our 9th monthsary. our days were not that good. i admit, we are in turmoil right now. things just keep falling, and it's hard to hold on. everything just seems so blurry. but here we are, this day, we keep standing. i know we are still expecting some thing to happen. we are begging for God to move and work in us and we both believe that God will keep us through. in the near future, we might don't understand, we might not get what we desire, but let's just follow God's will in our lives because everything that happened and will be happening is with a purpose and it's for our good.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. - Quing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3541705687737627824?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3541705687737627824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3541705687737627824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3541705687737627824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3541705687737627824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/02/9th-monthsary.html' title='9th monthsary'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3771710213767880114</id><published>2008-01-18T09:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:30:25.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January 17 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day marks our 8th monthsary. After almost a year of sharing times together, Quing and I always enjoys our memories together. 6PM as I went out of my office to go to Quing's place, I can feel the excitement in my heart because of this wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30pm I arrived at Clarck Hatch, there I waited for my bhe, while waiting I met new friends and started sharing a wonderful conversation with them. 7:30pm Quing finished her workout time, so we went to Chowking Divisoria, where we spent our date together. Of course we ate LAURIATS hehehe. We enjoyed our time together and we planned for our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went home walking from Chowking to her PAD. While walking we are talking about our upcoming wedding. Lot's of things to do about it, but we are sure God is with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my bhe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much and let us continue to trust and hold on to GOD's promises.&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/5918802958398380395-3771710213767880114?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3771710213767880114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3771710213767880114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3771710213767880114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3771710213767880114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonderful-date.html' title='A wonderful date.'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-2221428737707114788</id><published>2008-01-17T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T12:36:54.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th month of sharing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 8th monthsary to us bhe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a while that we've been sharing almost all the walks in life. And now, looking at it, i appreciate them a lot. We're growing, sometimes we get stagnant and bored, yet love never fails to wrap us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;You love me&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's go &lt;em&gt;together&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;hand in hand&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;side by side&lt;/em&gt;, taking &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;step&lt;/em&gt; at a &lt;em&gt;time&lt;/em&gt; in fulfilling our dreams. God's favor is with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-2221428737707114788?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/2221428737707114788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=2221428737707114788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2221428737707114788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/2221428737707114788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/01/8th-month-of-sharing.html' title='8th month of sharing...'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-3029204303216410867</id><published>2008-01-14T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:42:52.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night in the movie house…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;January 11,2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Every one of us is always looking for a great day to remember specially those who are in-love. Sometimes we expect everyday to that perfect day. January 11 2008 is what I can say a memorable one. This is the day where Quing and I went out on an evening date at LimKetKai Movie house. After a day of stressful work I went to Quing’s workplace. It was 6:00pm when I logged out at my work. Quing that time is already at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Clark Hatch gym&lt;/span&gt;. While I am on my way to her place, I am thinking of all the wonderful things that might happen that very time. My goal is to put a smile on her face. It was my never ending dream to really make her happy all the time. As I pass by some places here in Cagayan de Oro, I see lovers all along the way, enjoying their quality time with each other. Even on the jeepney that I was riding I see lovers faithfully in love with each other. Love is in the air that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6:30pm I arrived at LimKetKai, there while waiting I checked on the details of the movie and meet my friends at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-style: italic;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Customer&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Service&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. While talking with them, I see lots of people happy and enjoying the Friday evening. Come 7:00pm I went to Clark Hatch gym. There I see Quing doing her exercises. While waiting for her, I am enjoying my time watching people do exercises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8:00pm Quing and I went to Limketkai dunkin donuts to eat for a while, of course, after Quing’s heavy exercise, I know in mind that she is hungry. Sitting there at Dunkin Donuts, reminds me of our first date together at Jollibee here in CDO. First moments that will last a lifetime. 8:15 we went to plaza fair to shop some jogging pants for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9:00pm we are inside the movie house watching “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Treasure 2.&lt;/span&gt;” It was a great movie. I learned one greatest lesson there. As I see Thom Gate’s (Nicholas Cage) father and mother’s relationship has been put to risks just because of some sacrifices and choices that they had. It reminded me of my dream to have a great and peaceful family. I know that the time is near for me and Quing to enter into the marriage life. I know along the way we will face challenges and trials. But I will have no fear, because the real TREASURE inside our love is not just me and Quing. It is God who is the author and pinisher of our faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;We ended this day with happiness inside our hearts and a quality moment that will last until our next generations…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-3029204303216410867?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/3029204303216410867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=3029204303216410867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3029204303216410867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/3029204303216410867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/01/night-in-movie-house.html' title='A night in the movie house…'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7766303394961769473</id><published>2008-01-02T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:33:22.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My most Memorable New Year (Events)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;        It was a real fun holiday for me and Quing as we face the New Year's holiday with so much excitement. December 29 2007 Saturday, the arrival of my Mother from Manila to Cagayan De Oro City. 6:10 Am we went to Lumbia Airport, 6:15 Am we are there and for the first time my mom and Quing met. It was a joyful moment for me because that is the partial fulfillment of all we prayed and hoped for. As we went to Quing's Pad, gifts we're given by my mom. 11:00Am we went to Limketkai to give my mom a simple tour at Quing's office. Then we had a lunch at Mandarin Restaurant. 2PM We are together with Quing's family going Bugo. 6PM we went to UDANG's to have some EAT-ALL-YOU can treat by my Mom. After this we went home to Naawan, Quing's hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sunday, December 30 2007, 9AM we are at NAAWAN ALLIANCE CHURCH, we worshipped the Lord and listed to His Word as my Mom preached God's word. Then we had a great lunch. And rest.. Then come 5pm me, Quing and my Mom went to the beach. Me and Quing went to take a nice dip in the clear waters of Naawan Bay. It was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Monday, December 31 2007, the most memorable day for me and Quing. Morning came, we had a breakfast together with Quing's family, her Dad(papang) mama Aidz, mama Lenny(my mom) my Bhe(Quing), Yen her sister and others. Then had a great Lunch... We prepared for the New Year's event...&lt;br /&gt;       8PM came as we finished dinner, the PAMAMANHIKAN came... After several minutes of talk with Quing's parents and My mom, it was finalized! Praise God! Our dreams are Partially fulfilled! December 31 9:30pm officially we are declared engaged. With some preceps from our parents to guide us as we start our way to building our new Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The New Year came to us filled with blessings and hope given by our God who is mighty and our Parents who supported us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my bhe Quing.. I love you! And I am looking forward for our Wedding Day! I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/5918802958398380395-7766303394961769473?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7766303394961769473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7766303394961769473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7766303394961769473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7766303394961769473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-most-memorable-new-year-events.html' title='My most Memorable New Year (Events)'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7374947897260125880</id><published>2007-12-27T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T12:31:29.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Each Moment Memorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;     Every relationship has a memory worth keeping. Whether good or bad memories, these are tools that can help us grow more and more. Sometimes we neglect that these memories can teach us, help us learn how life is. In my search for making each moment memorable, I have learned that we as an individual can make every moment memorable. God created us and wired us with such a capacity to turn moments into a great memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Overcoming your self&lt;/span&gt; - this is one of the greatest hindrance in our lives today. Our own self is our own enemy. In a certain relationship, we have individualism, that individualism sometimes gets in our way to have a great time together. The question is how? In a relationship both of you should have talked on the things that you like or dislike. And must set some guidelines considering both of you. Always remember this in order to overcome yourself, you must be willing to take the risk of doing it. Most of the time it will hurt you. But once passed that it wont hurt you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Creating a joyful scenario -&lt;/span&gt; in order to create a joyful scenario, both of you mus have a common thinking, where to go, what to do, or how to have fun, sad to say in some relationship, there will be times that we wont have a common thing to do. In this case, both of you must work things out. Try creating a scenario where in both of you would have fun together. I highly recommend that you should have bonding moments together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Take Pictures  &lt;/span&gt;- in making a scenario memorable, make sure that you are always ready to capture that moments with a handy cam or a mobile phone with cam. I personally capture every moment because for me it is one of the legacies that I can share to my son and grandsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Value your relationship - &lt;/span&gt;always love and protect each other, and if there are problems along the way, solve that problem by talking it over. Making each moment memorable can be attained with a good and pleasnat relationship. Always remember this, there is no perfect relationship, but we can have a good relationship if we will be able to overcome every circumstances along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this would help us understand and make our relationship strong. I personally dedicate this to my greatest teacher.. Quing Perpetua whom i love the most. Bhe! I love you and thanks for everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&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/5918802958398380395-7374947897260125880?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7374947897260125880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7374947897260125880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7374947897260125880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7374947897260125880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2007/12/making-each-moment-memorable.html' title='Making Each Moment Memorable'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-988357638639889049</id><published>2007-12-26T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:34:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our monthsary video</title><content type='html'>This is our 5th monthsary video which i treasure most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="155" width="75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocwctSB1z74&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocwctSB1z74&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-988357638639889049?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/988357638639889049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=988357638639889049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/988357638639889049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/988357638639889049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-monthsary-video.html' title='Our monthsary video'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-5712691768505496146</id><published>2007-12-26T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:18:40.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irony of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have created this poen and dedicated this to Quing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;who is the real meaning why i exist in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;God created me for her and she was created for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i never had expected that GOD will give me what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i want but He gave me what I need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've held so many hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Have them all in my hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could sing so many songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could travel for so long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could speak all these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And gain the whole world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Funny how i posses these things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and take hold of life's blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yet I couldn't have one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;that only you can bring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could reach for the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yet would mean nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I could win a thousand war,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yet i end up losing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For what joy would it bring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If i posses all these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In my heart you're the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What good will it do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If i haven't got you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For my life revolves in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and my love is... You...Quing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Copyright may 17 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dedicated to quing my one and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Love and future wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-5712691768505496146?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/5712691768505496146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=5712691768505496146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5712691768505496146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/5712691768505496146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2007/12/irony-of-love.html' title='The Irony of Love'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918802958398380395.post-7490802789908251743</id><published>2007-12-25T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:22:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great Christmas eve with my Bhe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="146" alt="" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been my dream since the day that i met Quing to spend my first Christmas with her. Now December 24, 2007 11:30Pm all my dreams has been fulfilled. After six months of establishing our love that grows, here we are spending our first Christmas together. God has answered all our prayers and now we are enjoying this day that He set for us. Now as we move on towrads a new year, we are getting excited because this New Year, our wedding plans will be fulfilled. Have a wonderful Chirstmas to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="247" alt="" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this picture was taken at NAAWAN Plaza, where Quing and I visited the parade of Christmas lanterns. Our first Christmas together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="191" alt="" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k225/quing_8/RaiandQuing1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;at our back is the house of green lights hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5918802958398380395-7490802789908251743?l=quingandrai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/feeds/7490802789908251743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5918802958398380395&amp;postID=7490802789908251743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7490802789908251743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918802958398380395/posts/default/7490802789908251743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quingandrai.blogspot.com/2007/12/great-christmas-eve-with-my-bhe.html' title='A great Christmas eve with my Bhe'/><author><name>QuingAndRai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05326802306952314283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G0YBk94TbRI/R25IChzMhOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VfCl4Onou28/S220/ABCD0010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
