MY DREAM iPHONE BY APPLE

Introducing iPhone 3G. With fast 3G wireless technology, GPS mapping, support for enterprise features like Microsoft Exchange, and the new App Store, iPhone 3G puts even more features at your fingertips. And like the original iPhone, it combines three products in one — a revolutionary phone, a widescreen iPod, and a breakthrough Internet device with rich HTML email and a desktop-class web browser. iPhone 3G. It redefines what a mobile phone can do — again. My sister-in-law already have one and I really envy her because she can watch movies and do other cool stuffs in her iphone.

A DIABETES INFORMATION

Diabetes is one of the health problems that people from all over the world are having to deal with. In the United States alone, about 20.8 million children and adults have diabetes, and that number continues to grow with each passing day. Although it is not clear as to what exactly causes diabetes, what is clear is that obesity and lack of exercise can increase a person's risk of developing diabetes.

In order to function, the body needs some kind of fuel in the same way that cars need gasoline in order for it to run. The "gasoline" that our body needs in order to for it to function is called glucose. Without glucose, our body will cease to function. Every part of our body, including muscles and major organs, require glucose. When we eat, we supply our body with this fuel. Our body is able to convert sugar into glucose, but glucose is also the result of starches and carbohydrates that have been chemically broken down by the body.

We now know that glucose is the fuel that makes our body work smoothly and efficiently. But how exactly does the glucose reach the different muscles, organs and other parts of the body? Insulin is the hormone that is responsible for transporting the glucose to the different parts of the body. When a person is diabetic, his pancreas is unable to create the necessary amount of insulin needed to distribute the glucose. However, a diabetic person may also be able to produce enough insulin but his body is unable to process the glucose carrying insulin properly. Either way, the glucose stays in the bloodstream, resulting to high blood sugar.

There are three types of diabetes: type 1 diabetes, type 2 diabetes and gestational diabetes. People with type 1 diabetes are unable to produce insulin (or their pancreas is only able to produce a little of it). This is why they need daily insulin shots to stay alive. Type 1 diabetes, also referred to as insulin dependent diabetes, often starts at childhood. Type 2 diabetes is diabetes that typically develops during adulthood. People with type 2 diabetes are able to produce insulin but their body is not able to process the insulin. Type 2 diabetes can be managed by proper diet and taking oral medications. Gestational diabetes, as its name implies, is diabetes that develops in women who are pregnant. Gestational diabetes disappears after childbirth.

A big risk factor of diabetes is family history. A person whose parent, sibling or relative has a diabetes is more likely to develop diabetes than a person who doesn't have a family history of diabetes. In addition, people who are over 45 years, overweight or obese, have poor diet or have Native American or African American ancestry are also more likely to become diabetics.

If you have any of the above mentioned diabetes risk factors, you need to be aware of the symptoms of diabetes. It is recommended that you call your doctor if you notice that your appetite increases, you are often thirsty, you are urinating more than usual, your cuts, burns or infections are healing slowly, you experience more infections and your vision becomes blurry.

If diabetes is diagnosed, your treatment may include changing your diet and taking oral medications. Insulin injections are prescribed for severe cases of diabetes. Know that diabetes is condition that can be managed if you follow the proper treatment regimen. If you are diagnosed with diabetes, talk to your doctor and a diabetic educator. Also meet with a registered dietitian so you can ask about your diet. Monitor your blood sugar levels often. Read up on diabetes and get to know your condition so you can understand it better and learn how to properly deal with it. If you are overweight, ask your doctor to get you on a weight loss plan. There is no reason for you to stop enjoying life just because you have diabetes.

TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY

I really cant imagine that today is my birthday. For me it is just an ordinary day that needs not to be celebrated. Others think that I am too thrifty in celebrating my birthday but I think for practical reasons, I made the right decision. At the office, I was greeted several times by my work companions. The food in connection to my birthday will be prepared tomorrow. I am so thankful to have an officemate in the name of May Garcia to help me in preparing for tomorrows celebration as belated to my birthday.

Last year, I celebrated my birthday only here in my house. I have only two guest, my mother and my girlfriend who will soon be my wife. Now, my only guest is my mother. I bought a cake and cooked a little for the viand for tonight. Even though I have limited guests, I am still happy to have reached this age. Well, all I can say is happy birthday to me.

9 DANGEROUS WORDS THAT WOMEN OFTEN USE

Nine Dangerous Words Women Use

1.) Fine: This is the word women use
to end an argument when they are right
and you need to shut up.

2.) Five Minutes: If she is getting
dressed, this means a half an hour.
Five minutes is only five minutes if
you have just been given five more
minutes to watch the game before
helping around the house.

3.) Nothing: This is the calm before
the storm. This means something, and
you should be on your toes. Arguments
that begin with Nothing usually end in
Fine.

4.) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not
permission. Don't Do It!

5.) Loud Sigh: This is actually a
word, but is a non-verbal statement
often misunderstood by men. A loud
sigh means she thinks you are an idiot
and wonders why she is wasting her
time standing here and arguing with
you about Nothing. (Refer back to #3
for the meaning of Nothing.)

6.) That's Okay: This is one of the
most dangerous statements a women can
make to a man. That's Okay means she
wants to think long and hard before
deciding how and when you will pay for
your mistake.

7.) Thanks: A woman is thanking you,
do not question, or Faint. Just say
you're welcome.

8.) Whatever: Is a women's way of
saying SCREW YOU!

9.) Don't worry about it, I got it:
Another dangerous statement, meaning
this is something that a woman has
told a man to do several times, but is
now doing it herself. This will later
result in a man asking "What's wrong?"
For the woman's response refer to #3.

I LOVE THE NIGHTLIFE AND I DONT LIKE THE HANGOVER

After an indescribable and wonderful fun night out, you wake up the next morning finding yourself aching all over. It is definitely a nightmare for some but however, you are not alone. A whole lot of you would have experience the motions the next day after a wild night out with your peers all night long. These motions are generally known as hangover or its clinical term, Morning after Syndrome. The duration of this motion varies from one victim a.k.a party addicted earthling.

This whole motion begins with the excessive amount or level of alcohol in the bloodstream. As we all know, we humans who parties at night would go to a club with our peers. Which of us would be dumb enough to go to a club at night all by ourselves? Unless we had gone through a very painful break up experience and decided that is the only way to make ourselves feel better or we just want to have a drink or two due to the heavy workload and stress at work.

Due to the drinks that contains mostly alcohol in clubs; about 95% of the contents in alcoholic beverages is broken down into one of the most important organ in our body which is the liver. The other 5% of the contents is excreted out by our skin which produces sweat, lungs which produce out carbon dioxide and kidneys which produce urine. When the intake of alcohol is more than the output, the blood stream level is higher and longer. Therefore, it increases the chance of a person in obtaining a hangover.

Generally an hour or so after the last drink of the night, morning-after striking pains and aches begins as blood alcohol start to decrease. After about eight to ten hours later, the worst symptoms strike together with the full recovery of the person. Therefore, hangover rebound is believed to help to balance the body's slow adjustment to the absence of alcohol in the body.

In conclusion, researchers quote that hangovers represent a non strong form of alcohol withdrawal. Some with a wide knowledge of chemistry would argue that hangover is a response to the chemical effects of ethanol which can be found in alcohol. However, the person who would know better is the sufferers. They know who to blame and it is none other than the culprit known as booze.

I AM LATE AGAIN

Today was very hard for me because I just received my second tardiness mark for the month. I know that it is not a big deal but I really wanted not to get any tardy mark on my punch card. I drove very fast just to reach the office at an earlier hour but I fail to make it before eight am. When I inserted my attendance card at the bandy clock it registered eight am and 3 minutes. Well I just have to move faster next time so that I won't get late when I enter our office.

I AM THE CHEF FOR TODAY

I love cooking and my specialty is Lechon Paksiw. This kind of dish is a local favorite here in the Philippines. It is cooked similarly to the ever-famous chicken and pork adobo. The only difference is that in lechon paksiw, the main ingredient is the roasted pork.

THE START OF CLASSES

This morning is the official opening of school classes. The streets are very busy because of the classes. Student from grade one to six trooped their different schools, excited for the opening. The are even streets that were closed due to the start of classes. The closing of the streets is done to avoid traffic and road accidents. After office hours, the streets are still busy and there are so many student waiting for the ride home. I am just lucky to bring my car and went straight home after fetching my mom at her office. It's raining and the road is slippery. After going through the road traffic, I am glad that I am finally home safe and sound.

THE START OF CLASSES

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

People pray for miracles usually don’t get miracles… But people who pray for courage, for strength to bear the unbearable, for the grace to remember what they have left instead of what they have lost; very often find their prayers answered. Their prayers help them tap hidden reserves of faith and courage that were not available to them before.

THE SILENT ONE STORY

This is one story that I would like to share to you all. A simple kindness means a lot to others. I got this nice story in the book Ripples of Joy. I hope you like it.

The girls on the tenth floor were a rowdy bunch. We worked the afternoon shift at the bank, from 3:00 P.M. until midnight. All the checks bank customers had written during the day passed through our processing machines during those evening hours. It was my job to supervise the little crew and make sure, through all the horseplay and rough girl talk, which work actually got done. Most of the time I was able to balance being good old girl and trying to keep the lid on things so the work was done correctly.

Jan was hired about a year after I started my supervisory job. She was very frail-looking girl with light red hair and pale blue eyes, and she was extremely quiet. Her first night on the job she asked me if she could use the bathroom. I told her she didn’t need permission.

I noticed that the “Previous Experience” section on her job application was sparse. One of my big complaints about my job was that, although I supervised, someone else did the hiring. Here we go again, I thought. This shrinking violet will never fit in here. They’ve given me a problem.

During the first month Jan was absent three days, and I decided to have a chat with her. She looks crestfallen when I called her into my cubicle. She explained to me in hushed and halting tones that she had been diabetic since early childhood, and health was sometimes an issue. She apologized for her absences and swore she could promise better attendance in the future. I was skeptical, but she looked so sincere that I couldn’t doubt she meant to keep her promise.

I noticed that the older girls gave Jan a wide berth, pretty much ignoring her, even at lunchtime when they were all busy talking about boys and hair and clothes and movies. Jan, at her age twenty-two, still lived at home and didn’t have much of a social life. Her mom dropped her off at work, and her dad pick her up. She never contributed to the conversation except to offer to help clean the lunchroom or to help out another girl who had gotten behind her work.

Wanting to encourage her, I offered her tips on how to win the monthly employee contest. When I could, I ate lunch with her. She told me about her luck growing plants and invited me over to her house to see her sunroom, crowded with exotic specimens she had successfully nurtured. One Monday she brought some pictures of an orchid that had bloomed over the weekend. I regret to say that, with my busy life, I never saw the actual flower.

One Friday night about six months after Jan started, we heard shouting down the hallway. Fire!

I ran to take a look. A corner of our paper supply room had burst into flames. I called 911, and the fire department responded right away. The brisk blaze was contained successfully, but not before we had evacuated the tenth floor. With almost two hours lost, our productivity had suffered. I asked for volunteers to work late, but most of the girls had reasons they couldn’t help out. Only Jan quietly said she would be glad to stay.

We worked together until almost 4 A.M. to finish up. She chatted cheerfully about her family and pets. By this time she was comfortable with me and was opening up a lot more. She even talked about a young man at church that she had her eye on. I remember being a bit overtired and telling silly jokes to pass the time. She giggled happily. I noticed she looked pale, but my focus was on getting the work done and getting home. “Thanks so much for staying,” I told her when we were finished. “See ya Monday.”

But I didn’t. I never saw her alive again.

Jan’s mom called Monday afternoon to tell me that Jan passed away Monday morning after we worked together. Her diabetes had taken its final toll on her heart. She had gone to sleep and never awakened.

I was stunned. I had never occurred to me that she was that delicate. She was so young that her death seemed impossible. I forgot to ask her mother about funeral arrangements, but her sister called a few hours later and gave me the information, asking me if I could attend. I said I would.

I felt very odd the morning of the funeral. I hadn’t really known Jan very well and thought I would feel awkward at the service. But I had accepted the invitation and was determined to see it through.

Jan’s father greeted me with warm smile and handshake at the door of the church. “You’re Kim, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am. I’m sorry about your loss.”

He nodded. “We are so pleased that Jan’s best friend could be here today,” he said. “She spoke about you often and told us you were the closest friend she had ever had. Thank you so much for what you meant to my daughter.”

The words had barely sunk in when Jan’s sister and mother surrounded me and voiced the same sentiment. They gave me a place of honor at the front of the church, reserved for those closest to the deceased, and I was the guest of honor at the little reception at the family home after the funeral. I had been important to Jan, and now I was important to her family as well.

Whenever I question whether I truly can have an impact on others, I remembered Jan. I’m grateful I was able to make a little room for her in my busy life back then. Yes, I wish I had done more. But Jan thought me that it’s never too late: Opportunity for small kindness surrounds me everyday.

Next time, I’ll make sure to go see the orchid.

LEARNING LOVE FROM A LABRADOR

I love reading stories and this story that I am about to share to you is one that I got from reading the book, Ripples of Joy. Learn and feel the love and share it to others.

My recovery from an intricate foot surgery was long and difficult, and I was feeling very sorry for myself, confined, as I was to wheelchair or hopping about balanced on a walker. I despaired of ever walking again and enjoying normal mobility. To make matters worse, it was summer, and I missed being near the soothing seaside and watching the waves roll in.

One weekend, my daughter Cindy, her roommate Georgan, and their two handsome Labradors came to visit. They had driven from central California in a van large enough to accommodate all of us, including my wheelchair. When asked where I’d like to go for a drive. I immediately responded, “To the beach!”

“Dog’s Beach” is a special section of the coastline nearby where, for stretch of a mile, dog owners are allowed to bring their dogs. Naturally this is where we went, especially as the dogs had never experienced the ocean and the girls were eager to see their reaction.

My wheelchair could not manage the sand, so the girls set me on the sidewalk high above the water, where I had a good view and could watch them play fetch with the dogs. It was fun to see the girls toss a stick into the waves and see the dogs happily bark as they retrieved the sticks and brought them back for more of the game.

Their play had gone on for about ten minutes when one of the dogs, Sky, suddenly left the water’s edge and ran up the bank of sand to the sidewalk where I was sitting. She came up to me, laid her head on my lap, and gazed into my face with her beautiful eyes as if to say, “Are you all right? I know something must be wrong if you’re not down by the water with us.” I gave her a big hug and encouraged her to go back to play.

A few minutes later, Sky was back again, checking on me, head on my lap, and telling me with her eyes, “I care for you.” Those eyes of hers, those soulful eyes, brought me close to tears.

When we got home and the dogs and girls were hosed off and fed, I was relaxing in an armchair with my cast-enclosed foot up on an ottoman. Soon, Sky was at my armchair, her head up and her eyes telling me that she was still on duty watching out for me. So expressive were her eyes that I could almost hear her words of concern and support.

When the visit was over and the girls had gone back to central California, the memory of Sky stayed with me. She had taught me a lesson: just the expression of caring and concern had a salutary effect. It made me feel warm and secure-and yes, loved.

Time passed. I healed and went back to my work as a school librarian.

Back at work, I used the lesson that I learned from Sky to change how I dealt with staff and students. Where once I had passed another teacher with just a quick “Hi,” I now slowed down, made eye contact, asked “how’s it going today?” and waited for an answer. When students seemed overwhelmed by all the books to choose from, I took time to ask about their interests and guided them to books they might like.

Taking time and extra effort to show caring and support was more than its own reward. The staff now comes into the library with big smiles, and the kid think it’s a good idea to give me a hug as a thank you for the experience of a book they enjoyed.

I hope this will be permanent way of life for me-showing that I care. After all, what should Sky think if I failed to put into practice all she’s taught me?

PRICES ARE HIGH

I was doing my field work today when I noticed so many people falling in line to buy the NFA rice at 18.25 per kilo. People would prefer to take the hard time of waiting for their turn to buy the rice because he current price of a commercial rice is 47-50 pesos per kilo. Young and adult take their turn. The supply for the rice is limited and per person is only allowed to buy 3 kilos. According to the some, the worse has not yet arrived. They expect the prices of the rice would increase again until it reaches the 60 per kilo. In this time everybody should save and be thrifty enough in their spending activities. But no matter what happens, life must go on.