<?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-2461362413306305581</id><updated>2011-09-25T11:52:59.676+08:00</updated><category term='☺ Quotes of the Day ☺'/><title type='text'>WiSDom.CouRaGe.AnointinG.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461362413306305581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xstarzx5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07359366856339008746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRInXvqI_1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/a7Ra9mQAyLI/S220/161338_668592155_1749246_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461362413306305581.post-3123899694307286208</id><published>2010-12-28T09:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:42:31.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='☺ Quotes of the Day ☺'/><title type='text'>Becareful who you trust your prescious heart to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw this axiom spoken by a Character playing Mother on a Tv Show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;'' Girls are like a book , many guys like to flip it but in the end , they don't have the intention to buy it. That's why girls need to learn to love themselves and not to give their heart away easily by any guy who don't have the intention to keep her forever. ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way if someone you love has changed into someone else in a bad way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;span&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt; it's time to learn to leave the person. You can say '' But i love him/her ''. I've been there , yes i have. But sometimes you have to take a reality check , when the person you love has changed into someone else in a negative way and has been constantly hurting you. The love has become destructive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Learn to let go ,  learn when to stop. I'm not saying you have to stop loving the person. Sometimes love is not a emotion we can control , but you have to keep away for him/her. Learn to love yourself and do what's right. Unless you don't mind feeding your precious heart with pain &amp;amp; still hold on to such partners becos you think that's the only kind of partner you are worth having.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people think they can only feel ''loved'' if they have a partner and are so scared to let go. All along when we are looking for that something special, it has always been inside us. People who come from an family who don't shower them with love often find themselves looking for love in the wrong direction. How well you love yourself is how loved you will feel. Ask yourself why you want a Bf/Gf, what difference does that person make in your life? Perhaps some of your answers is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Have someone to watch movie with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Do you know that you can always go watch movie w friends or yourself , in fact you're the master to choose which ever movie you want w/o having a 2nd opinion!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Have someone to eat restaurant with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Go earn your pocket $ and do that yourself. It will feel like a prestigious treat! Go to the restaurant you've always wanted. No you're not a loner. Since when you have to wait so long just to eat what you love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* To have someone to kiss &amp;amp; hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Slap yourself for this.Wake up la , cant be bothered to explain. Don't fall into the trap where you will think that giving sex is love. That's freaking nonsense for a guy who doesn't even intent to marry you. If you don't respect yourself , no guy will ever do so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* Will have someone who text me every night and day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Slap yourself for this. Sms is not a entertainment , get a life. People got things to do also , so should you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* He will protect me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(No one in this world can be beside you 24/7. Learn to protect yourself , you're stronger than you know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till then when you learn to master being alone(not equal to being anti-social ya!),  you have overcome loneliness. Trust me on that cos i finally got it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Whether the person decides to change or not , your happiness does not depend on it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461362413306305581-3123899694307286208?l=kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/feeds/3123899694307286208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/2010/12/quotes-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461362413306305581/posts/default/3123899694307286208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461362413306305581/posts/default/3123899694307286208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/2010/12/quotes-of-day.html' title='Becareful who you trust your prescious heart to'/><author><name>xstarzx5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07359366856339008746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRInXvqI_1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/a7Ra9mQAyLI/S220/161338_668592155_1749246_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2461362413306305581.post-8999504088171962225</id><published>2010-12-28T08:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:41:50.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas year 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This year Christmas was quite alright. The only thing that had made it special was the special tips.&lt;br /&gt;I worked in a Filiphino restaurant. Usually the customers place the tips in the bill folder after they got their change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my entire 8 months in working there , never had i been given tips placed directly on my little palms. The truth about our company when it comes to tips is that we placed them in a container, and the tips in the end of the day... Goes back to the company. It's being used as loose change for our salary or as the customer's change  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I brought this  filiphino family to their table. The guy(a father i guess) was happily yapping to me: ''Today is her birthday , is there any special thing for her?''. I said not really &amp;amp; simply wished her happy birthday. Our restaurant don't really give gifts and stuff(unless she wants a paper hat, i can make one for her.Haha). So i asked for her name and told the band that it's her birthday. So the music band on the stage wished them. I was pretty surprised when this filiphino father called me when i was in the bar, right behind his table. I was already very tired , on my way there i sighed sliently, &amp;amp; tried to muster some strength to serve.  And he quickly put $5 onto my hand &amp;amp; tried to walk away shyly(LoLs). Of course i was stunned. I didn't expect to receive any tips from customer , at least not a overwhelming one being given solely to me. Well becos it was a really busy day. Working in a Big restaurant with only other 2 Full timer. Yeah , it was totally like hell. It's so obvious that i'm trying cope with the stress &amp;amp; frustrations. Becos i always got task dumped by my other colleagues even when i'm already very hectic with my things to do. And i'm not trying to be a little mad , but the things they asked me to do are really simple to be done thyself(Like giving a glass of water?). But before that guy gave me the tips , he asked me to wrap the leftovers. In the corner of my eyes , i saw him holding the bills to be done for his table, i tried reach for it from his hand. But he didn't allow me to. He simply move it away from me and quickly called another colleague of mine to do the bill. And that was one surprising considerate move of a customer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Becos usually a customer will ask you to do everything , but rarely will one divide the task for you. As if he can see the tiredness straight through your eyes(maybe I've been showing too much hee) &amp;amp; that everyone had been asking you do to so many things till you really wanna jump down the nearest window. This was the 1st time a customer gave me a tips on my hand. It really takes a special person with a heart of love to do that. Seldom will customer even care to give tips , even if they do , not directly &amp;amp; enthusiastically for you.  I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was harboring thoughts about quitting this hell restaurant , and these tips totally keep my heads up. You never know when you'll be appreciated. Helps me a lot in persevering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; what? On 24th , i got another one. Hell yeah. This time it's $10. Had a Christmas dinner with my&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pinoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;restaurant at Botak Jones @ Esplanade after that. Had Red wine which tastes like Bleh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRk3OUPTATI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i9PcjzRDiDI/s1600/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRk3OUPTATI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i9PcjzRDiDI/s200/DSC01147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555532334428782898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way i love this eye catching Christmas Decor at Suntec City. A silver pixie with pink wings. It's the best one i seen so far. Sorry , I've got a lousy camera :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♫ &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Christmas Spirit of giving can sometimes touch somebody's heart. Especially for a overworked restaurant server like me.  Haha. JK :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2461362413306305581-8999504088171962225?l=kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/feeds/8999504088171962225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461362413306305581/posts/default/8999504088171962225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2461362413306305581/posts/default/8999504088171962225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kingd0mh3arts.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-updates.html' title='Christmas year 2010'/><author><name>xstarzx5</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07359366856339008746</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRInXvqI_1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/a7Ra9mQAyLI/S220/161338_668592155_1749246_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MFYQUjYBlj8/TRk3OUPTATI/AAAAAAAAAbw/i9PcjzRDiDI/s72-c/DSC01147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
