<?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-3722331445075162987</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:11:41.717-08:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='tabango'/><category term='chanessa.'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='clyde'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='ivyl'/><category term='the little prince'/><category term='palompon'/><category term='tame me'/><category term='calypso.catherine coulter'/><category term='ritchie'/><category term='calypso magic'/><category term='love and passio'/><category term='enchong dee'/><category term='abs-cbn'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Cha Cha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-7882491065032619566</id><published>2011-08-15T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T04:41:07.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaction about the movie "3 idiots"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zBdyUgOhDg/TkkFE5pxunI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZpIgusgAqNE/s1600/download"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zBdyUgOhDg/TkkFE5pxunI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZpIgusgAqNE/s320/download" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641045590011918962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Loss Body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	“3 idiots” for me is one of the greatest movies ever produce in the history of filmmaking. It is truly world class because it caters different audiences, whether young or old. Anybody could enjoy upon watching it for it has complete package. There are parts of the movie where you really want to laugh out because of the distinct sense of humor. A part of it also makes you cry and makes you realize things. The movie was really amazing and I can watch it over and over again without feeling bored and any monotony.&lt;br /&gt;	As an education student and an aspiring teacher, I learned so many things about teaching and learning process. One of the things I learned is that, we must not be afraid of what the future may bring, because how can we face the future if we are afraid of the present. We have to have faith in ourselves and we should not give up easily. If we want something, we must do anything to achieve it. As the saying goes “If there’s a will there’s a way”. Do not be afraid to accept defeat and failure, because it makes us stronger and turn us to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;	Another important lesson that I learned is that if I became a teacher, I would not do what Mr. Virus did, instead I will help my students in any way I can. I will encourage them to do better rather than pressuring them. One philosopher said “Starts where the students are”. We must consider that there are individual differences. We cannot expect that everybody can become what we expected them to be.&lt;br /&gt;	The most important for me is that when one of the characters said “Make your passion, your profession”. It’s really heartwarming and very much fulfilling to do the things that you really want, rather than doing it because you don’t have a choice. I chose to enroll as an education student not because somebody told me to, but because I really wanted to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;	I was also reminded upon watching the movie the importance of friendship. “They say that no man is an island”. Everybody needs somebody to be happy. Somebody who you could share your problems and thoughts with. Friends who are always there when we needed them the most. Another saying tells that “A friend in need is a friend indeed”. I really admire the friendship of Rancho, Farjan and Raju. They’ve been through lots of trouble but their bond/friendship becomes stronger each day.&lt;br /&gt;	There are so many things that we can learn from the movie and I would like to end it by saying that for once, I would like to agree when Mr. Virus said that “ Life is a race” . It’s our choice to do better or to be left behind. We have to make the best out of all the things we do. We must not take things for granted. If you want it, earn it!!! You can never become the person you wanted to be, if you will do nothing. The choice is yours!!!&lt;br /&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/3722331445075162987-7882491065032619566?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/7882491065032619566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=7882491065032619566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/7882491065032619566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/7882491065032619566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2011/08/reaction-about-movie-3-idiots.html' title='Reaction about the movie &quot;3 idiots&quot;'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zBdyUgOhDg/TkkFE5pxunI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ZpIgusgAqNE/s72-c/download' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-494282809968390321</id><published>2008-11-19T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:47:09.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sign of Leo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SSTNWs0CU1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/YxtZm3FDSbw/s1600-h/leo_symbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SSTNWs0CU1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/YxtZm3FDSbw/s320/leo_symbol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563253800555346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leo subject, like the king of the jungle, is all power and innate substance. No Leo lacks for bravery or courage. Leos are willful and belong to the sign that most characterizes ego and self-esteem. The Leo person is determined and able. He will always find a bevy of loyal subjects who adore and adulate him. In the role of guide and pontiff of their lives, Leo can be both severe and indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Leo people look a little like lions. Often they have huge lovely manes of thick curly hair and their manner of standing or sitting shows self-assurance and dignity. Lions are regal. Sometimes they appear overly confident and even arrogant. Lions are also identifiable by their sunny, superior demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo people are generous with both their fortunes and their affection. Because of their innate superiority, they feel they can afford to be giving. You can practically always count on Leo friends for their aid in times of need. Not only does it come naturally for them to bestow good turns on friends, but with each favor Leo enjoys gaining advantage and is not above taking an "I told you so" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leos enjoy being surrounded. They often come visiting with an entourage. The sense of family is very strong in their lives. Leos love to entertain and even to "hold court" with guests who will laugh at their jokes and nod at their outlandish declarations. You won't find Leos in snap jobs. Find Leo a citadel to conquer, a cause to embrace or a worthy enemy to track and destroy and the Leo subject will be content. Leo is a conqueror. Triumph is his middle name, failure his mortal foe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing inspires more pity than a downtrodden or beaten Leo. Defeat doesn't sit well with Leo, gives him indigestion and depresses him. I know Leos who are forever telling me how they got wounded in this or that professional or romantic situation because their adversary was wily or cunning and did not operate out of strength alone. Subtlety is not the Leo's strong suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leos are spendthrifts. Money, come by without too much struggle by the prodigious lion, eats away at the bottoms of Leo's pockets. Then, when he's spent it all on what he deemed so "important and essential," Leo complains bitterly. "Where is my money? My lovely money." Thing is, Leo is serious about family matters and also about business responsibilities. He hates to be in debt and hastens to pay off in full whomever he owes, sometimes to the detriment of his cash flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leos are extremely vain people. It isn't surprising, then, that extramarital affairs tend to creep into their lives. Leos have energy and tenderness to bum. If they are not sufficiently adored and worshiped at home, Leos might just go looking elsewhere, Leo friends are an asset to anyone's life. Their innate sense of pre-eminence is comforting. To please Leos, tell them that they are fantastic and magnificent. And remember that with all his apparent panache and pride, Leo was once just a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cutehoroscopes.com/leo_horoscope.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.cutehoroscopes.com/leo_horoscope.php&lt;wbr&gt;us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3722331445075162987-494282809968390321?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/494282809968390321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=494282809968390321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/494282809968390321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/494282809968390321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2008/11/sign-of-leo.html' title='The Sign of Leo'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SSTNWs0CU1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/YxtZm3FDSbw/s72-c/leo_symbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-7748712910059678423</id><published>2008-11-04T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:04:37.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One and only you!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3-codes.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/2572583.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;more music codes @ mp3-codes.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f165/alexdale1/mp3logo.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3-codes.com/mediaplayer1234.swf" width="200" height="20" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="&amp;file=http://music.mp3-codes.com/Parokya Ni Edgar - My One and Only You.mp3&amp;height=20&amp;width=200&amp;showeq=true&amp;autostart=true&amp;repeat=true&amp;shuffle=false&amp;volume=100"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Parokya Ni Edgar - One And Only You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for someone who makes difference in my life, who make my life complete...who made me believe forever is coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took one look&lt;br /&gt;And forever laid out in front of me&lt;br /&gt;One smile and I died&lt;br /&gt;Only to be revived by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was&lt;br /&gt;Thought i had everything figured out&lt;br /&gt;Goes to show just how much i know&lt;br /&gt;'bout the way life plays out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;but i find myself coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;My one and only, one and only you...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know&lt;br /&gt;That i know not a thing at all&lt;br /&gt;Except the fact that i am yours&lt;br /&gt;And that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;They told me that this wouldn't be easy&lt;br /&gt;And no&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to complain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you abby! You will always be my baby, my abby, my love...my one and only...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3722331445075162987-7748712910059678423?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/7748712910059678423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=7748712910059678423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/7748712910059678423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/7748712910059678423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-and-only-you.html' title='One and only you!!!'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-2583554992433256070</id><published>2008-11-04T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:50:49.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and passio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calypso.catherine coulter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calypso magic'/><title type='text'>Calypso Magic a Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi3Fh9NJxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KO0MIEHo1jA/s1600-h/n61020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi3Fh9NJxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KO0MIEHo1jA/s320/n61020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267161069852108562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calypso Magic was written by Catherine Coulter bestselling author of Midsummer Magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the heat of the tropics, she surrendered to forbidden desire”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Diana Savarol a beautiful lady from West Indies sent by her father Lucien Savarol to a distant cousin Lady Lucia Cranston, for a season in London. Diana's father wants her to marry and leave West Indies. Diana was born and raised in the West Indies on her father's sugar plantation and finds London wet and cold and hates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 1813 in London. The Earl of Saint Leven, Lyonel Ashton, doesn't like women, and he's got every reason not to. But fate, in the guise of Aunt Lucia, intervenes. She presents him with Diana Savarol, a young lady newly arrived from her family's Caribbean island and very unhappy at being forced into frigid England and tossed headlong into the marriage market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two very strong willed individuals eye each other, and then go for the gold in an insult competition. The earl calls Diana an eavesdropper; she says he looks pale and unhealthy. He says she has big feet; she says he suffers from "Charlotte's Disease."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyonel and Diana meet for the first time at Aunt Lucia's townhouse and Lucia convinces Lyonel to introduce Diana into society by escorting Diana and herself to several balls. As Diana does not know how to dance, Lyonel teaches her. Neither Lyonel nor Diana is interested in marrying and for that reason the sparks begin to fly between them. Lucia sees the sparks as a prelude to interest in each other. Diana finally has enough of London and begs to go home. Lyonel has inherited a sugar plantation not to far from Diana's home. He has only negative feelings about this inheritance as it comes with about 100 slaves. Lucia finds a family to chaperone Diana back to the West Indies and the plans are set. Lyonel is to take the same ship with her. The night before they set sail they are mugged and saved by Captain Rafael Carstairs. Lyonel is unconscious from the attack and Diana tells Rafael that they are husband and wife because she desperately wants to go home and the family that are to chaperone her do not show up. Rafael takes them aboard his ship and sets sail believing they are married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the long journey they share a cabin and become more interested in each other. Rafael figures out that they are not married, but by this time Lyonel has recovered and knows that he must marry Diana to save her reputation. This is not an unpleasant idea to him as he is daily becoming more intrigued by her. He tries to convince her several times to marry him but she steadfastly refuses. A couple of days before they reach their destination they are attacked by French ships. Rafael sees a small island not far from the ship and tells Lyonel and Diana to swim for it and he will return later for them. They are left on the island for a week and during that time Lyonel is taught how to survive on a deserted island and he introduces her to lovemaking and finally gets her to agree to marry him. Rafael returns as promised and he marries them and takes them on to their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once home, Diana learns that her widowed father has remarried a women who on the surface does not like her or some of the slaves. She treats the slaves horribly and threatens to sell one of them. That slave is found dead and Lucien and Lyonel begin investigating the murder. Lyonel also visits his plantation and finds that the attorney and overseer who were in charge until he arrived are treating his slaves horribly also. He sets out to plan what to do with his plantation. He needs the cooperation of Lucien and finally gets it. Diana sets out to investigate the now several murders of young women and finds herself drugged and later on kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subplots in the book involve Lyonel coming to terms with the feelings his fiancée left with him and deciding again that marriage is a good institution. Diana has to learn that there is nothing for her in the West Indies and that the woman her father married is really a good person with secrets that involve the murder. Readers also learn who the murderer is and why he is killing young women and why he also tries to kill his own wife and how this affect Diana, Lyonel, and Diana's father and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very nice book you should read about. It tells a lot about love and passion.An historical romance with suspense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3722331445075162987-2583554992433256070?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/2583554992433256070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=2583554992433256070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/2583554992433256070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/2583554992433256070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2008/11/calypso-magic.html' title='Calypso Magic a Book Review'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi3Fh9NJxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/KO0MIEHo1jA/s72-c/n61020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-6169084568438843220</id><published>2008-11-02T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:38:23.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the little prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tame me'/><title type='text'>"The Little Prince"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi32Lsue1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/7e9d09Egv2I/s1600-h/h%3D%3Dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi32Lsue1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/7e9d09Egv2I/s320/h%3D%3Dc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267161905690999634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons I've learned from the story "The Little Prince"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lessons I've learned from this story "The Little Prince":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1."But there is no shop where one can buy friendship, and so man have no friends anymore...if you want a friend tame me"... This line really got me realize that friendship is not just something you can easily get or ask for. You have to work hard for it. We must value our friends even more because I know that they wouldn't be my friends if we didn't tame each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "One can't see well except with your heart, the essential is invisible to the eyes" These statement has really changed many people's life if they could just read and understand it...We have to learn to value simple things which often times overlook its real value...We must be careful in everything we do, in our action, judgment, impression over things because more often than not its importance is being concealed...We should choose and do things with a heart and good things follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "It is the time you have spent with your rose that makes your rose so important." We have to spend time with your love ones, spend time with our family, spend time with yourself as well…if you do, you will surely be happy and surely they will be able to realize that they were important to you. Don't wait for the time that someone will be gone and yet you don't tell them the very important things you must have said before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Children see things that adult could hardly see. Like in the story the Little Prince was begging for the pilot to draw a sheep for him. The pilot has tried to, but he sucks at drawing. Instead, he drew a box with holes. With his amazement, the Little Prince busted with laughter and contentment because inside the box was a sheep, sleeping. Children see what's invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Contentment. Be contented of what you have. Be happy of what things content you.Be you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I already read this story before, when I was still in High School and our English teacher explain the essence of the story. That was 4 years ago and i could not remember everything about it now. So I have to research the story in the internet and, just little by little I familiarize the story and i pick those lines that really give the real essence about the story "The Little Prince".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3722331445075162987-6169084568438843220?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/6169084568438843220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=6169084568438843220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/6169084568438843220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/6169084568438843220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-prince.html' title='&quot;The Little Prince&quot;'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SRi32Lsue1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/7e9d09Egv2I/s72-c/h%3D%3Dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722331445075162987.post-5844631815533362713</id><published>2008-10-26T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:14:44.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ivyl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tabango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palompon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abs-cbn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritchie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chanessa.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enchong dee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clyde'/><title type='text'>About me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SQUe_YH_lDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6TL_4GRzfuk/s1600-h/mmememmem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SQUe_YH_lDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6TL_4GRzfuk/s320/mmememmem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261645813808862258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I described myself as a unique individual. We are unique in everything we do, in every time we speak to people, in every little thing we makes others happy and most especially in the least moment we able to touch a heart. I am Chanessa Jean Gervacio living in Tabango, Leyte. I spent my childhood days in Tabango where my parents are also from this place. When I am, I think 5 years old we moved to Palompon, there I was able to go to school I spent my grade school,high school and college days there. In Palompon I was able to find friends good friends and bad friends as well. Good friends are those friends who never let you do bad things. A friend who never let you down and never leaves you when you needed them when you’re in trouble or something. I haven't finished my college for some financial reason. Though I haven't finished college, I am able to work at Masterlistbuilder Philippines owned by Sir Joel Christopher Remandaban. And it's really a big opportunity for me to help my family and myself as wel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;l.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3722331445075162987-5844631815533362713?l=chanessajean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/feeds/5844631815533362713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3722331445075162987&amp;postID=5844631815533362713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/5844631815533362713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3722331445075162987/posts/default/5844631815533362713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanessajean.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-25-assignment.html' title='About me'/><author><name>Chanessa Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047101957172613385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gmLT60xQVXQ/Ti6ojFX_vHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/asu9MmlptIY/s220/c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7lO1x33d2fg/SQUe_YH_lDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6TL_4GRzfuk/s72-c/mmememmem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
