<?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-3262701173779745379</id><updated>2011-07-28T16:26:00.923-07:00</updated><category term='election'/><category term='icemankb891'/><category term='philippine election'/><title type='text'>The Ice Blog!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-7563770222879618602</id><published>2010-05-04T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T03:43:19.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippine election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icemankb891'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>Privilege and Choices!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/S-BUbyGHejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YxzNVG-2K4Q/s1600/philippines-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/S-BUbyGHejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YxzNVG-2K4Q/s320/philippines-flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467462783908411954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the most taken for granted privilege we have is the privilege to vote. We often do not appreciate this privilege because for some reason we think it doesn't really affect us directly. That voting is just one of those things that we have to do and the only people who will benefit from it are the ones who are going to be in power. Which in most cases true,enabling the mentality to be passed on from generation to generation. If you look around it is evident that people do think this way and in some ways they feel the lesser evil choice is justified. Thus explains why we don't have many leaders who are true public servants. If ever we have true public servants we can only count them with our fingers. On the other hand we have countless of corrupted pigs occupying offices that are suppose to be occupied by human beings;and by human beings I mean one with a sense of humanity in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets look at our choices carefully,we can only have this opportunity once in three years. It is imperative that we make the right one because after you cast your vote you can never take it back. It doesn't matter what position these people are vying for you have to be sure that they are the right people for the job. So,how can we tell if they are the right one? Easy,get to know your candidates. Simple as it sounds I believe it makes a lot of sense. Judging candidates just by their official colors,logos,jingles,pictures,posters,endorsements,affiliation etc. etc is a shallow way of decision making. Getting to know them on the other hand gives you a chance in some ways to  know his possible actions in the future. And when I say get to know them I mean dig and think. It's not just enough knowing their last names and their affiliations;you have to know their backgrounds and their character. A background will give you a little bit of a picture of the candidate's history which will lead as to what kind of character one has been rooted within oneself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character is what defines a man and a man with an honorable character will most likely do honorable things. Whereas a man with a shady character will most likely be involve in shady matters. Never underestimate a man's character for this is the driving force of human nature,it may lead you to achieve great feats or  it may lead to ones folly. But the thing with candidates is that it's not just ones greatness or folly,it's everyone's. We are all connected and if we put our trust and our faith to a person we do not really know then we are playing russian roulette with our future. A serious matter that we can't afford to mess up especially in these dire times.Not unless you know their motives behind the candidacy don't just jump into the bandwagon. Politics is more than smiles and handshakes, the posters and ads that we see are just surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the right choice this May 10,it's time to make a difference. It is us, It is now be a part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ICEMAN%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-7563770222879618602?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/7563770222879618602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=7563770222879618602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7563770222879618602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7563770222879618602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2010/05/vigilance-in-2010-election.html' title='Privilege and Choices!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/S-BUbyGHejI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YxzNVG-2K4Q/s72-c/philippines-flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-2471151571634949896</id><published>2009-03-25T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:09:17.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Sco67bm4OCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sZnjwdOIBRw/s1600-h/bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Sco67bm4OCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sZnjwdOIBRw/s320/bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317127102761809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I sit trying to look busy, my mind wanders. I often do this especially after finishing and preparing all my lessons for the next day. N&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o one has ever succeeded in building a time machine for quite some time now. I don't get in a spaceship and travel a million light years nor do I lie in a capsule and wake up in a different time. I just stare at blank and my journey begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I find myself in a fantasy land filled with happy and joyous memories. These are circumstances that probably made  my childhood days worth living and worth remembering. I see myself playing in kindergarten play ground together with my playmates from different grade levels. I was never picked up in school early,I'm one of those few kids who are picked up either late or very late. Most of the time it's very late. I'd be in the swing, slide see-saw and sometimes the merry go round. I never liked the merry go round. It makes nauseous. Sometimes when nobody is around to play with anymore I just sit and wait for a familiar face to show up. And surely when my Mom or Dad shows up I'd be as fast as Flash running towards them with a hug coming. I'd be the happiest boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are times that I find myself in my grannies care. I usually cry my heart out so that my Mom will let me stay in my grannies house. There were times that I got sick in my grannies' house, so sick that they'd give me an Aspilet and put some hot towel on my forehead and call my father while at it. And every time I hear my parents voice almost by the door it gives me a sigh of relief, nothing compares to a soft tender touch and nice loving voices from a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then I find myself getting into a brawl with my brothers. We were in a brawl together often when we were in grade school. I have no idea why but we find ourselves throwing and receiving punches. It's not as pleasant as being consistently in honor roll but those brawls and fights drew us closer to each other and thus engraving in our hearts and minds the real meaning of being siblings and being brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also find myself courting a girl for the first time. It was not as romantic as expected but it surely paved way for me to be a ladies man. I learned how it's like to be in the best and worst of circumstances. I've had proud and embarrassing moments together. It's a rock n roll journey with romance and growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm also in awe looking at myself making so many friends and building different levels of friendships. It's extraordinary. I have had various groups spending my time with when I was growing up. Different friends for different situations. There  was one friend though who went all the way with me until I tied the knot. Actually, he's still rolling with me until now. Maybe not physically but I'm sure in spirit he is. I keep his spirit alive as I am confident that he is keeping mine as well. Indeed true friends last for more than a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another very important friend that I happened to chat with for the past few weeks is also doing very well. I can still recall our good old high school days,we did a lot of school politics maneuvering and also accomplished a lot of projects when we were in our Jr. and Sr. year. We ended up being elected to the top 2 spots of our Alumni batch officers . We had a run I believe and now we running a different kind of race. We are facing uncertain foes and invisible obstacles but we are positive that we will conquer our fears now the way we conquered our fears after high school. We turned out ok and will turn out aright in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have so many travels I wanna narrate, but as always being in this strange land with bizarre culture I'm pressed for time.  Till the next time travel,see you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-2471151571634949896?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/2471151571634949896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=2471151571634949896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/2471151571634949896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/2471151571634949896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-travel.html' title='Time Travel'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Sco67bm4OCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sZnjwdOIBRw/s72-c/bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-9079701362767474459</id><published>2009-03-25T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:50:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Scn1i1Do60I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a3AKMqVct34/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Scn1i1Do60I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a3AKMqVct34/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317050813794282306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I sit inside the teacher's room waiting for the raindrops to hit the ground, it struck me. I am in a bit of a pickle, these things (raindrops and rainyseason) used to give me some sort of release and inspiration towards life. It gives me achance to reflect and recollect thoughts and strings of happy happy moments as well as sad and lonely times. It is indeed therapeutical and medical in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just stare at them, just a blank empty stare. I see nothing but wet trees and wet grounds. I don't think it can get any better than this. I feel like I'm already going with the flow. I once had a class in my sophomore days in high school that talked about some or most of the caterpillars going with the flow. It means just going at it without any question or remorse. You just have to do it,you just have to act your age, be the person that people around you expects you to be. I have never been so confused in my life, so suppressed and so conformed. I'm even learning a new language not to mention new gestures and habits. Making matters worse, I find myself asking " is this the end of me? ", the end of Iceman,Chris rock, The Mystery Man. In life ending one's means ending passion means ending every piece and part of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the rain, I want and I long to find myself again staring at those raindrops with the happiest and the most colorful of thoughts, being able to find release and inspiration with every drop that falls from the dark clouds on a gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3262701173779745379-9079701362767474459?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/9079701362767474459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=9079701362767474459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/9079701362767474459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/9079701362767474459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/03/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Scn1i1Do60I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a3AKMqVct34/s72-c/IMG_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-8996927685891403004</id><published>2009-03-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:42:02.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckpO2d-n9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/eewP_r6ywvE/s1600-h/agingrock2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckpO2d-n9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/eewP_r6ywvE/s320/agingrock2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316826170203742162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was browsing my " Little Prince " book out of boredom when I read the dedication part of Leon Werth. My mind traveled like an intergalactic space wagon going back 15 years ago. The dedication is all about the child we once were and it gave me a moment to recollect all my childhood memories, I treasure all these memories, after all what we are today is a product of who we were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting how time flies, I don't even notice. I've been away for more than a year now. The time spent now and the spent 15 years ago are so much different from each other. When I was in elementary and high school time don't fly it walks. I thought during those days that time being slow is such a bad thing. I was in a rush to grow up and be an adult. I always thought that being an adult gives you the privilege of doing whatever you want and whenever you want it. Many years later I learned the hard way that everything I had in mind about adults was and is totally on the contrary. The pressures and complexity of life imprisons an individual to act according his environment and no longer from his convictions. This totally diverts your journey towards the path you really wanted to take when you were a child. You are no longer yourself but a conformed individual, just one of the many faces you see on the streets everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older we find ourselves losing everything we once had and were. When were little children, we can be many things. If you draw a lot, you're an artist. If you sing a lot, you're a singer. If you reason a lot, you're a lawyer and so on and on and on. Little by little we lose all these great possibilities and succumb to the mediocrities and sub standards life has to offer. And we hear one of the saddest phrases ever uttered in the world coming straight from our mouth "that's how it is" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it really how it is? Can life be this cruel or is it a matter of choice and decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to that my friend, I leave to you.&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/3262701173779745379-8996927685891403004?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/8996927685891403004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=8996927685891403004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8996927685891403004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8996927685891403004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckpO2d-n9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/eewP_r6ywvE/s72-c/agingrock2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-8646901932486078522</id><published>2009-03-24T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:34:23.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A POEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckLfv8qyKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/r83gVXk2A3E/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckLfv8qyKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/r83gVXk2A3E/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316793475162359970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry tree branches bend and sway,&lt;br /&gt;as the wind blew day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Clueless mind always wander,&lt;br /&gt;as I am left with nothing to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a strange land &lt;br /&gt;that seem so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;but all I bear is bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;Others think my dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;but all my dreams just left and flew.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-8646901932486078522?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/8646901932486078522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=8646901932486078522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8646901932486078522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8646901932486078522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem.html' title='A POEM!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SckLfv8qyKI/AAAAAAAAAFo/r83gVXk2A3E/s72-c/IMG_0372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6292463539381068207</id><published>2009-03-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:42:07.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A PROMISE TO ONESELF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/ScjxMGINKDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-iB7MOqvSns/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/ScjxMGINKDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-iB7MOqvSns/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316764550216624178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I wanted to be many things, I wanted to do many things and I wanted to have many things.Being a child gives you the strength and passion to believe all these things.I have doubts about things but I never doubted myself. I always believed in me, my family, and most of all my God. The word impossible never crossed my mind, not until I started being an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't know if I can go back to being a child again. I'm not sure if I can be the same person I once was when I was a child. I never listened to reasons as a child, I just go where my passion takes me. I just take what my passion can provide. It was thrilling, breathtaking and extremely fun. It's what I called life, It's what I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in time I find myself again, I promise myself not to make the mistake. If I ever get to catch the right person in the mirror I promise not to fall into the trap again. I promise to be myself and not wanting to live somebody else life again.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6292463539381068207?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6292463539381068207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6292463539381068207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6292463539381068207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6292463539381068207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/03/promise-to-oneself.html' title='A PROMISE TO ONESELF!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/ScjxMGINKDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-iB7MOqvSns/s72-c/IMG_1809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-7300728501746946717</id><published>2009-02-13T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:17:19.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iceman's Landslide!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SZWc_k7q4PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AeTQ1hDP4NQ/s1600-h/icestudio2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SZWc_k7q4PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AeTQ1hDP4NQ/s400/icestudio2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302316752358269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my love and I took it down&lt;br /&gt;I climbed a mountain and I turned around&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well the landslide brought me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mirror in the sky&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above&lt;br /&gt;Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting older, too&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take this love and take it down&lt;br /&gt;Year and if you climb a mountain and ya turn around&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well the landslide brought me down&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe the landslide will bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/new-player-skin-2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mp3-codes.com/player/mediaplayer.swf" width="277" height="20" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="false" flashvars="&amp;file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.chicksrockchicksrule.com%2Faudio%2Fbobharris_landslide.mp3&amp;height=20&amp;width=277&amp;showeq=true&amp;autostart=true&amp;repeat=always&amp;shuffle=false&amp;volume=100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Landslide - Dixie Chicks&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;More at MP3-Codes.com&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-7300728501746946717?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/7300728501746946717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=7300728501746946717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7300728501746946717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7300728501746946717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2009/02/icemans-landslide.html' title='Iceman&apos;s Landslide!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SZWc_k7q4PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AeTQ1hDP4NQ/s72-c/icestudio2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6121000349916341841</id><published>2008-09-01T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T05:32:05.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLwEgB0Z39I/AAAAAAAAADY/6o7XJ_s9uZI/s1600-h/IMG_1626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLwEgB0Z39I/AAAAAAAAADY/6o7XJ_s9uZI/s400/IMG_1626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241069014642974674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year since I arrived here in Japan.I still feel the same loneliness I felt when I left the Philippines last year.Nothing changed much really,same things happen here everyday.Though I believe it's different back home,time travels like a speeding bullet.One day it's like this the next day that.The specifics of this and that don't really matter much,point is things happen there quite fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna appear to be ungrateful with what I have because I assure you I am the type of person who counts his blessings.I have been thankful for the things that came my way for the past year.I have been very happy with the time spent with my wife,but(there's the significant but) who I am or we are right  now (I and the wife)is/are not the ones who we hoped to be. If someone guts me to death right now God knows I'd be coming back as a ghost to finish my unfinished business. I don't even feel like I've started.SIGH!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I really feel like I have to do bigger things,I don't know how big exactly but I'm sure it's bigger that what we have going on right now.I want to start asap,the sooner the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now there is still a lot to settle right now and I am not sure how delayed my train would be to get me and my wife's life back on track. I sure hope I'd understand it in the future and hope others as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6121000349916341841?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6121000349916341841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6121000349916341841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6121000349916341841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6121000349916341841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-year-since-i-arrived-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLwEgB0Z39I/AAAAAAAAADY/6o7XJ_s9uZI/s72-c/IMG_1626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6556426617169910758</id><published>2008-05-04T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T07:42:11.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=62299431" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" flashvars="appWidth=325&amp;appHeight=244" name="slideshowpreview" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/SS/9D0F-3.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=62299431"&gt;&lt;img title="RockYou slideshow" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/logo-mini.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Create Your Own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 5,2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6556426617169910758?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6556426617169910758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6556426617169910758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6556426617169910758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6556426617169910758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/05/wedding-photos.html' title='WEDDING PHOTOS!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-5683485374920365282</id><published>2008-04-28T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:23:45.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRENUPTIAL PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=58878523" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" flashvars="appWidth=325&amp;appHeight=244" name="slideshowpreview" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot.gif?w=SS&amp;d=A738&amp;c=3&amp;id=&amp;=.gif"&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=58878523"&gt;&lt;img title="RockYou slideshow" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/logo-mini.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?source=cyo&amp;refid=58878523"&gt;Create Your Own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our prenuptial photos taken at Eden Nature Park in Davao City,Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and have fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-5683485374920365282?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/5683485374920365282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=5683485374920365282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/5683485374920365282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/5683485374920365282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/04/prenuptial-photos.html' title='PRENUPTIAL PHOTOS!'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-29249153967834622</id><published>2008-04-26T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:58:48.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1ngp7Hulg&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1ngp7Hulg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought that reporting isn't so bad after all,so I gave it a shot.Trial reporting at the very least (hehe).I don't feel like I have it yet,but maybe someday the zest will come into my life and give reporting a whole new definition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun watching the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceman buzzin out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-29249153967834622?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/29249153967834622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=29249153967834622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/29249153967834622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/29249153967834622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-thought-that-reporting-isnt-so.html' title=''/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-1093942152370058991</id><published>2008-04-21T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T06:05:02.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Mg64UPjBZ0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Mg64UPjBZ0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday afternoon husband and wife activity,chillin with Ice's would probably be the best title for this vtr. Oh,about the brand chanting..sorry if I sounded like I was bragging,I really wasn't. I apologize anyways. Seize the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-1093942152370058991?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/1093942152370058991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=1093942152370058991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/1093942152370058991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/1093942152370058991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-afternoon-husband-and-wife.html' title=''/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-8522354749615868946</id><published>2008-04-18T03:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:43:32.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" Life's Mystery "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SAh9tX5599I/AAAAAAAAACk/5JyYmLY6614/s1600-h/IMG_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SAh9tX5599I/AAAAAAAAACk/5JyYmLY6614/s400/IMG_1230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190536789008971730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of mysteries.One can never tell which way to end up or how things will turn out.It is always something that is yet to unfold,something that all individuals wonder about.Often times we just find ourselves thinking about the future and daydreaming about what might befall us.We are sometimes glowing in hopefulness and wishful thinking,but most of the time we are wrapped in fear and trepidation.We panic because of insecurity and uncertainty.We find ourselves blaming other people for what frets us.We often point our fingers to the people we want to blame and the circumstances we like to hold responsible for our misfortunes.It is a sad picture indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,even though how vague the future is and how paranoid we can get,there is always what we call a simple twist of fate.The day will come that all our fears and inhibitions disappear.The sun will shine in all its glory and splendor.The glow of our faces change because the very thing that we fear the most is the very thing that befalls us,that thing my friend is SUCCESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will never give us something that we cannot handle.It's one simple promise that we should dare not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS comes to those who wait in God's perfect time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-8522354749615868946?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/8522354749615868946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=8522354749615868946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8522354749615868946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8522354749615868946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifes-mystery.html' title='&quot; Life&apos;s Mystery &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SAh9tX5599I/AAAAAAAAACk/5JyYmLY6614/s72-c/IMG_1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6655277263219576386</id><published>2008-04-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T07:09:36.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" This too shall pass.... "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R_eAPnni9dI/AAAAAAAAACc/o3_BMQw7AaE/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R_eAPnni9dI/AAAAAAAAACc/o3_BMQw7AaE/s400/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185754501761660370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed the time passing us by,not until I saw the blossoms coming out of the mall trees. Holy week has passed and another Easter has gone. The blossoms are in full bloom and everything is in place for school opening here in Japan. Everyone is trying to enjoy fall but for us strangers in this foreign land all we can do is convince ourselves that life is easier here than home. We look at the brighter side of the equation hoping that loneliness and melancholy won't catch up on us. The promise of a brighter future is holding us hostage and is indeed keeping us from addressing the real predicament which is enjoying and seizing the NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will never understand the true meaning of home not until they leave the land that they were born in. It is of great importance that people should learn how to appreciate and treasure what they have before they lose the chance of grasping what they already possess. Once the reality of these simple and innocent understanding of life disappears illusions will be the only ones left. Yes,we may be able to enjoy the material things that our delusions can offer but it can never satisfy the innermost core within our souls that longs for the simple happiness that only HOME can provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to elaborate on things further but then again time here in this strange land is awfully scarce and there is nothing but postponement I consign to at this very moment at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love for my wife and family and most of all my faith in the almighty is what is keeping me from giving up. The bible said.." This too shall pass.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6655277263219576386?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6655277263219576386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6655277263219576386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6655277263219576386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6655277263219576386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-never-noticed-time-passing-us-bynot.html' title='&quot; This too shall pass.... &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R_eAPnni9dI/AAAAAAAAACc/o3_BMQw7AaE/s72-c/IMG_1170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-1457566453528761616</id><published>2008-02-02T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:28:27.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Universal Studios Japan "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R6Q1uM2wgHI/AAAAAAAAACU/vXWAAZerpZc/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R6Q1uM2wgHI/AAAAAAAAACU/vXWAAZerpZc/s400/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162310140714582130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our pre wedding anniversary celebration,nothing beats the universal experience..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-1457566453528761616?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/1457566453528761616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=1457566453528761616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/1457566453528761616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/1457566453528761616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/02/universal-studios-japan.html' title='&quot; Universal Studios Japan &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R6Q1uM2wgHI/AAAAAAAAACU/vXWAAZerpZc/s72-c/IMG_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6068176214392207423</id><published>2008-01-08T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T08:23:13.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" CHRISTMAS TREE "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OZJ-6V_5I/AAAAAAAAACM/XpAs162pA6E/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OZJ-6V_5I/AAAAAAAAACM/XpAs162pA6E/s320/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153130795427561362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Christmas Tree me and my wife owned,sad to say we have to celebrate Christmas in Japan.We almost went through the yuletide season without having a yuletide spirit,i would have to say that it was an act of God when we decided to buy a tree. We almost didn't. Now don't get me wrong,I'm not saying that the tree is all that matters but let's face it the tree plays a big role.But there is nothing much bigger than the story of baby Jesus coming to life during the yuletide season,all the other stuff including the Christmas Tree are just decorations to brighten up the occasion,nevertheless it's not called Christmas Tree for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6068176214392207423?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6068176214392207423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6068176214392207423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6068176214392207423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6068176214392207423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-tree.html' title='&quot; CHRISTMAS TREE &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OZJ-6V_5I/AAAAAAAAACM/XpAs162pA6E/s72-c/IMG_0336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-7488545680442261730</id><published>2008-01-08T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T06:59:54.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>" Football:Brazillian Style "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OODu6V_3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/IhFwrFY_-L0/s1600-h/brazillian+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OODu6V_3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/IhFwrFY_-L0/s320/brazillian+boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153118593425473394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Japan is a very lonely place.In order for a person to overcome homesickness and loneliness,one has to find ways to enjoy himself.I found football,and the best of part of it is I discovered it with the best BRAZIL! VIVA BRAZIL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICEMAN now plays football on the side haha,thanks to eduardo,cezar,ricardo and howfie for teaching me how to groove with my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADO! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-7488545680442261730?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/7488545680442261730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=7488545680442261730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7488545680442261730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7488545680442261730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2008/01/footballbrazillian-style.html' title='&quot; Football:Brazillian Style &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/R4OODu6V_3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/IhFwrFY_-L0/s72-c/brazillian+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-3206478103543674827</id><published>2007-07-29T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:23:09.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" a time for everything "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rqze_fbFkuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UdpCxhGvndY/s1600-h/waterfront1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092690460997423842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rqze_fbFkuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UdpCxhGvndY/s320/waterfront1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,128);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-15&lt;br /&gt;A Time for Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heavenC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; A time to give birth, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to uproot what is planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to tear down, and a time to build up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a time to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; A time to throw stones, and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; A time to search, and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep, and a time to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together; A time to be silent, and a time to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; A time to love, and a time to hate; A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? &lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves.&lt;sup&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.&lt;sup&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and to do good in one's lifetime; &lt;sup&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; moreover, that every man who eats and drinks sees good in all his labor, it is the gift of God. &lt;sup&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; I know that everything God does will remain forever; there is nothing to add to it and there is nothing to take from it, for God has &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;worked that men should fear Him. 15 That which is has been already, and that which will be has already been, for God seeks what has passed by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;**** Time indeed flies so fast,it seems like yesterday when i was interviewed for the job and now I'm about to pass my resignation paper. I can't find the right words to describe how i feel at this very moment,it's mixed emotions. I really miss my wife and my life with her but i will also miss what i will leave behind..my family,friends,the job,the killerbee family,the parties,the events,the calls,the chats,the people I encounter who makes my job easy and the people who make it difficult,the laughters,the joys,the tears and pains and all the moments that comprised my life as iceman. I will never be able to repay everybody who helped me out during my broadcast days and i will be forever indebted to you. My wife,My mom and dad,my sister,master yoda(jumbo),fleepmode (keeng)cire for hire(eric) tutti dorkie,sir jik(mr.ripper),joe,rod,gabee,chuck,billy,ainee,idol necson,chief polong,yoyong,all the jocar people,marvin,junelle,bagik,marvi,jasperski,junior bee's cheska,bevs,kilet,kiara,jan,krisy,bubbles,kathy,sm girls karen and ashik,vds girls rice,kai and jackie and to every person who listened and appreciated my shows before and the show now thank you very much from the bottom of my heart. I'll see you all again,sleep tight :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-3206478103543674827?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/3206478103543674827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=3206478103543674827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/3206478103543674827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/3206478103543674827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-for-everything.html' title='&quot; a time for everything &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rqze_fbFkuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UdpCxhGvndY/s72-c/waterfront1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-4680797215063783967</id><published>2007-07-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T01:37:52.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Ro9QByLknpI/AAAAAAAAABk/REQDx1yHL4s/s1600-h/nica%27s+bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Ro9QByLknpI/AAAAAAAAABk/REQDx1yHL4s/s320/nica%27s+bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084370495904980626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" cuz Danica's 8th bithday at Linmarr Davao,eric's debut as a maniniyot hehe "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-4680797215063783967?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/4680797215063783967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=4680797215063783967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/4680797215063783967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/4680797215063783967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/07/cuz-danicas-8th-bithday-at-linmarr.html' title=''/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Ro9QByLknpI/AAAAAAAAABk/REQDx1yHL4s/s72-c/nica%27s+bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-5631417297296195220</id><published>2007-06-23T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T08:38:49.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"THE WEDDING PORTRAIT"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rn0-NLE6qFI/AAAAAAAAABc/bR2RheLAO6A/s1600-h/portrait+sitting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rn0-NLE6qFI/AAAAAAAAABc/bR2RheLAO6A/s320/portrait+sitting.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079284350776420434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"THE ICEMAN AND THE ICEWOMAN TOGETHER FOREVER"&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/3262701173779745379-5631417297296195220?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/5631417297296195220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=5631417297296195220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/5631417297296195220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/5631417297296195220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-portrait.html' title='&quot;THE WEDDING PORTRAIT&quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rn0-NLE6qFI/AAAAAAAAABc/bR2RheLAO6A/s72-c/portrait+sitting.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-4395060125901361774</id><published>2007-06-23T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:33:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ice tattoo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/Rn0p2bE6qEI/AAAAAAAAABU/_tfPxHKC_gs/s1600-h/pps2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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GIMME A BREAK PARTY &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RhGXZzBd2bI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cE33g-nerWc/s72-c/jaspercam3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-9036930024907267298</id><published>2007-03-14T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:12:25.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun @ Jack's Ridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjtulXSeQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XzvIfXfuv5g/s1600-h/jacks4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjfQ1XSePI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KilCOBJlzrE/s320/tres+eres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042025263136930034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ARAW NG DABAW PLANNING"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bee crew got busy with the 70th araw ng dabaw,watch out for our drive-in movie (the notebook) and our after party on march 30 and 31 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-3823461947459990570?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/3823461947459990570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=3823461947459990570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/3823461947459990570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/3823461947459990570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/03/70th-araw-ng-dabaw.html' title='70th araw ng dabaw'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjfQ1XSePI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KilCOBJlzrE/s72-c/tres+eres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-6052610451646686942</id><published>2007-03-12T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:46:03.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" the pursuit of happyness "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfV1dFXSeOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTXlxIlFijM/s1600-h/prenup9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfV1dFXSeOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTXlxIlFijM/s320/prenup9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064500427651298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Life is full of surprises and indeed you can never tell what's waiting for you at the other side of the bridge. As far as i can say i'm a very blessed guy,and i have the Lord Jesus to thank for it. I never thought i'd be this lucky to end up with the only woman i truly loved and cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story began 11 years ago when i first glanced at the most beautiful woman in the world. One freshie friday afternoon (freshmen div day friday) when me and my bessies decided to watch a not so exciting movie (the quest). I'm not a big Van Damme fan,but i watched the movie anyway only to find out that my life is going to change after that not so exciting movie. It was a tough road after that and i got my first smile from her July 15,1996 (Monday) and the rest ladies and gentlemen is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 5,2007 is a new date to remember and cherish forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thank you list on the next issue,meantime enjoy our pre-nuptial photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-6052610451646686942?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/6052610451646686942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=6052610451646686942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6052610451646686942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/6052610451646686942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/03/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='&quot; the pursuit of happyness &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfV1dFXSeOI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qTXlxIlFijM/s72-c/prenup9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-8102564535993883405</id><published>2007-03-12T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:15:33.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" greatest job in the world,is it your job? "</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E IS TOO SHORT TO HAVE A JOB THAT SUCK!!! MAKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; YOUR DECISION NOW,WE CAN NEVER TURN BACK TIME..IF WE LOSE MONEY WE CAN STILL MAK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E MONEY IF YOU WORK TWICE AS HARD AS OTHER PEOPLE..BUT IF WE LOSE TIME,THERE IS NO WA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y WE CAN EVER MAKE ONE NO MATTER HOW &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARD WE WORK ON IT..THERE ARE SOME MOMENTS THAT ARE GONE FOREVER..DON'T BE AN OLD SAD FOOL,DO THE RIGHT THING NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 1.4em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                ***ICEMAN ON-AIR***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-8102564535993883405?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/8102564535993883405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=8102564535993883405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8102564535993883405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/8102564535993883405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/03/greatest-job-in-worldis-it-your-job.html' title='&quot; greatest job in the world,is it your job? &quot;'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262701173779745379.post-7134101322134079103</id><published>2007-03-12T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:14:22.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The ice story " (a dreamer,a visionary..a broadcaster)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjyK1XSeRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oAh1zQ-Yi34/s1600-h/icestudio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjyK1XSeRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oAh1zQ-Yi34/s320/icestudio1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042046050778642706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"at age twenty-seven alritz came to a realization that his destiny is in radio broadcasting..inspired by Ry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;an Seacrest's Life Story (american idol emcee,KIIS-FM L.A.) he is currently working out his destiny being the next big th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;ing in the radio broadcasting history of Davao City..there is a price to pay..and he will pay to the last cent..even if he goes broke.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3262701173779745379-7134101322134079103?l=icemankb891.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/feeds/7134101322134079103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3262701173779745379&amp;postID=7134101322134079103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7134101322134079103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262701173779745379/posts/default/7134101322134079103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icemankb891.blogspot.com/2007/03/ice-story-dreamera-visionarya.html' title='&quot;The ice story &quot; (a dreamer,a visionary..a broadcaster)'/><author><name>iceman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15623827381895530968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/SLLbBf8RzsI/AAAAAAAAACw/2CWkCpO9u_0/S220/candidiceclssic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fJpwvtalb20/RfjyK1XSeRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oAh1zQ-Yi34/s72-c/icestudio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
