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href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-forget-about-ex-ehowcom.html' title='How to Forget About an Ex | eHow.com'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-6033023719576841334</id><published>2009-10-21T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:22:01.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Love</title><content type='html'>I loved you more than I have ever known....&lt;br /&gt;Those starry eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Those tender lips...&lt;br /&gt;You made my heart melt...&lt;br /&gt;Then boil into a roaring fire...&lt;br /&gt;I now know...&lt;br /&gt;What my eyes could not see....&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that is for me.....&lt;br /&gt;Many nights those tears flew.....&lt;br /&gt;Being myself without anyone......&lt;br /&gt;Anyone to care about the thoughts.....&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sky and knowing......&lt;br /&gt;Many mistakes I had....&lt;br /&gt;Many mistakes I have had...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-6033023719576841334?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6033023719576841334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=6033023719576841334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/6033023719576841334'/><link rel='self' 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naked and touching all over. We were yelling, more like moaning, and he got on his knees, not to propose but for something else, u can probally guess. Well anyway after we've been at it for about an hour and 30 min when i realized that there was a used condom in the bed. At first i didnt think anything of it because we were having sex but then i remembered that he didnt use a condom because we wanted a little baby. We've been trying to have a baby for the past three months and we decided that valentines day would be the right time to give it our last shot. I questioned the used condom and he says baby, member last night? Then i thought about last night and remembered that we were intiment. But we didnt use a condom i told him. Then it happened! She came out of the guest bedroom with a handful of clothes. Not anyones clothes that lived here clothes, hers. She said ' I thought you were going to tell her that you were leaving her tonight!' then she storms out of the house before i could catch her. So i go back to him and he says its true. Then well you can guess the rest. Its the day after valentines day, im alone and finally pregnate but with noone to share the joy of my baby with but close ralatives.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-2968494334802362850?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2968494334802362850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=2968494334802362850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/2968494334802362850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/2968494334802362850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-thought-he-was-d-1.html' title='&quot;I Thought He was D 1...&quot;'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-2532193877033355764</id><published>2009-03-05T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:37:36.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tExtmaTe......</title><content type='html'>My cellphone's beeping sound woke me up one night. Used to receiving important messages only, I grabbed my cell and sleepily pushed the keys and read the message.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi there! Care 2 b my txtmate?"&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing who the sender was, I deleted the message right away and placed the phone on my bedside table, I tried to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I had just closed my eyes when I heard the message tone again.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi there, again! Care 2 b my txtmate?" again, the message said.&lt;br /&gt;"Who the hell could this be asking for txtmate at the wee hours of the night?" I asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;Again, without bothering to reply I deleted the message.&lt;br /&gt;I was never a 'textmaniac' - someone who enjoys texting anyone and everyone even at the wee hours of night, not to mention during the day. My parents, who were always out of the country forced me to own a cellphone. They told me that having one was more convenient - they could monitor me even if they're miles away.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to turn the unit off, but since my mother was fond of calling me at night, just to check if I was safe at home, I decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was to close my eyes and return to my dreamless sleep, the phone beeped again.&lt;br /&gt;Same number...Such determination!&lt;br /&gt;"Ply reply 2 dis msg &amp;amp; b an angel &amp;amp; save me frm dis abyss of emptiness!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I never knew why, but the message struck me. I got up and pushed the keys... I just realized I was replying to the message.&lt;br /&gt;"Im not an angel, n f u want som1 2 save u, m not superman... I'm just a simple prson who u wake up at dis r of my nyt!!! Nway, do I know u?" I typed.&lt;br /&gt;Seconds later came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;"Nope. U don't know dis lonely soul. Nor does she know u. But I want 2 b ur frnd. I'm Mikaella Cervantes. U?"&lt;br /&gt;"Just call me Julius. How'd u get my no.?" I sent back.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Julius, nice 2 meet u. Just shuffled the last two digits of mine," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;That was the first and maybe the last time I met someone over the cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged messages and learned so much about each other that night. We only said goodbye when my alarm clock rang at 5:00 AM! I had to prepare for school!&lt;br /&gt;And that was also how it all started. A day would not pass without a loving and thoughtful messages from her. It was only then I had learned to appreciate text messages and become eager and excited everytime my phone beeped, hoping it would be her.&lt;br /&gt;I never knew why, but her response sent shivers to my spine, " Value d people hu hav touched ur life bcoz u will never know just wen dey will walk out of ur lyf &amp;amp; nvr come back again."&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't understand what I felt that moment, but one thing I was sure though... I could not go on a day without a single word from her. I'd become used to having her, eventhough we had not met personally. But truly, she already occupied a space, a large one, in fact in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I texted her back. "Dont come close f l8r ull jst pass by; don't touch me f l8r ull jst let me cry; dont luv me f l8r ull jst leave me and won't stay..."&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why I sent her that message, but somehow I felt, every word came from my heart. In the short span of time we were sending messages to each other, I knew, I was starting to keep her in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I called her once. The voice on the other end was like an angel's. Soft, kind, full of love. Yet, there was something in it I couldn't define. We only talked for a few minutes. Before she hung up, she told me not to call again. According to her, it would be better if we would just text each other.&lt;br /&gt;But the voice kept ringing, not only in my head, but in my heart, I'd long to hear it once more. I tried to call her again, but she never answered the phone. She just kept on sending messages and quotations, which I copied in a little notebook. Hopeless romantic? I didn't know. All I could say was that all the messages she sent me were wonderful, they came from the heart and cut through the heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Though we r miles apart, u r always n my heart. I close my eyes &amp;amp; der u r. Even f I'll see u never, I'll always b hir 2 care 4 u, far longer dan 4ever..."&lt;br /&gt;One December night, she sent me this message. By that time we had been exchanging messages for more than a month. God knew how happy I was. She was right. Although we had not seen each other, what we felt was enough to make us both realize what was keeping us together.&lt;br /&gt;I sent her another message, "Loving u secretly is a hard thing 4 me 2 do,hoping, wondring that u will feel d same way 2, but I can't read r mind f u luv me 2. But whatever it is, I'll still be loving u."&lt;br /&gt;"How I wish I cud really tell u how much u mean 2 me, but m afraid 2 love, scared 2 get hurt... I hope dat u will wait 4 me &amp;amp; pray dat u will not get tired of loving me...=)" was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;And then I replied again. " The reason y I met u is bcoz of destiny but f destiny will suggest dat I'll live w/o u, den, I'll lie not by destiny but of free will."&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I asked her when we would meet personally, she always answered, "Soon...soon, love...soon."Not seeing each other did not lessen, even a bit, what I felt for her...rather, it even grew deeper and stronger each day. And I was sure, she felt the same way, too. Love messages continued to flow through our lines, between our hearts, which made us go on each day with the thought that sooner, we would see each other, face to face, heart to heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days before Christmas. She stopped sending messages. At first I just though she had ran out of prepaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was something that kept bothering me... I couldn't understand what was it, but it made me fell nervous. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. Nevertheless, I continued sending messages.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one night, just three days before our Lord's birthday. I heard my phone's message tone again... at last!It was from her!&lt;br /&gt;"Oftentyms we say gudbye 2 d 1 we luv w/o wanting 2. Though dat doesn't mean dat we stopped loving dem or we stopped 2 care. Sometyms, GOODBYE is a painful way 2 say I LOVE YOU."&lt;br /&gt;I was dumfounded. I didn't know what to think of. What did she mean? I texted her back, searching for answers, but found nothing. I called her but she would not answer.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I felt so miserable...desperate... empty. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lose her. I had learned to love her. And I wanted to be with her forever.&lt;br /&gt;The following days I felt nothing but emptiness. It seemed that Mikaella took the life out of me. I missed her so much...her messages...The tones that would tell me she'd sent another loving message. Nothing around me could feel the emptiness I felt.&lt;br /&gt;Tut...tut...tut...tut...tut...just a day before Christmas, my cell beeped again. It was her!&lt;br /&gt;"Meet me at d café, 10 AM 2day," I read aloud, making sure the message was true, then I jumped with joy upon hearing from her again. Hurriedly, I got myself ready and I went to the mall. I knew it was still early, but I wanted to be there before she arrived.&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful, Black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a nose perfectly chiseled and long black hair - everything in her was beautiful. And yes, her eyes radiated kindness and love...but there was a flicker of something in them...sadness?&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, Julius," said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night. The voice that I had waited to hear for so long. "Please sit down." "I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella," I said, as I took my seat and gave the roses I brought for her.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, Julius," she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses. I knew she loved pink roses.&lt;br /&gt;"You are always welcome, Love" "Julius, I can't stay," she said, sadness in her voice, or was it tears? "I really must go."&lt;br /&gt;"But we just met, Mikaella. Can't we talk a little longer?" I asked, pleadingly.&lt;br /&gt;"I can't really. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will never forget you...you will always be here in my heart."&lt;br /&gt;She was looking at me straight into the eyes, and I could really feel the sadness in her voice and I swear, there was something in her voice and I swear, there was something in those lovely yet lonely eyes...&lt;br /&gt;She got up and smiled at me, lovingly.&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow morning, please come and visit me," he said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.&lt;br /&gt;I read what was written and when I looked up, she was gone. The following day, Christmas, I woke up early and excitedly readied myself,thinking of her. I hurriedly went to flower shop and bought a dozen pink roses - for Mikaella.&lt;br /&gt;They lived in an exclusive subdivision.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella.&lt;br /&gt;The guard stared at me, sadness and amazement in his eyes and told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I looked at him while he was going inside the house, only then I noticed that the house was brightly lit.&lt;br /&gt;A woman went out and walked towards me, smiling sadly.&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, I'm Maria, Mikaella's mother. Please come inside, Julius." While we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very well - Mikaella had always been talking about her friend, Julius. I hardly understood what she was saying. I was busy thinking why Mikaella's mother was crying while talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;As we came near the great hall of the house, it dawned on me that there was a wake inside, Maybe, a relative passed away, I thought. But deep in my heart, I was trembling and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;As we entered the hall where so many people were silently mourning while others were praying, shaking, I asked her mother. "Where is Mikaella?"&lt;br /&gt;She held my hand and silently, led me to the coffin which was surrounded by flowers - pink roses, nothing but pinkroses.&lt;br /&gt;No words could explain how I felt when I gazed at the coffin and saw who was lying there. The same beautiful girl I met...&lt;br /&gt;A man came beside me, I knew he was Mika's father.&lt;br /&gt;"We are so glad you came, Julius. Mika talked of you all the time. She even asked that her phone be buried with her.&lt;br /&gt;She said that in that way, you could still send her messages and you would always be with her."&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe everything... My mind was in limbo.&lt;br /&gt;"But how can this be? We just saw each other yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;"That can't possibly be. She passed away three days ago. She had been suffering from a heart disease since she was a child," said her father.&lt;br /&gt;"But..." I couldn't find the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;"She told us not to bother reaching you, "her mother said, still in tears," she said you will come, and here you are.&lt;br /&gt;Pain and bitterness overwhelmed me. I cried silently beside her, staring at her lovely face, memorizing every line of my friend's face, a face I knew I would never forget while I was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;After the internment that afternoon, I went to the chapel she hadtold me she went everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there praying and crying to God, I held my phone and typed: "U taught me how 2 care; u taught me how 2 b kind; u shwd me how 2 lyk som; u shwd me how 2 luv; but ders 1 thing didnt teach me &amp;amp; it hurts mor - u didnt teach me how 2 let go. I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;I sent the message, and though I knew she wouldn't be able to hold her CP again, I knew in my heart she would get my message. I never expected a reply, yet as my phone beeped again,felt a shiver down my spine. The sender's number did not appear on the screen, and tears rolled down my cheeks as I read the message.&lt;br /&gt;"Let go of d hand of d person u love, but dont let go of God's hand. 4 if u hold 2 his hand. He may b holding d person u love n d ader hand 2 let u hold each other again."&lt;br /&gt;"I will never forget you, Mikaella and will never let go..." I vowed to her and to myself as I left the church.Mikaella brought out something about me that I never knew I had; I realized I could also be a romantic person... even if it's just through text messaging.&lt;br /&gt;"Keep me as a frnd &amp;amp; I will keep u in my heart. Lock it up &amp;amp; throw away d key so dat no1 can evr tke u away from me..."One day, she sent this message to me.&lt;br /&gt;I replied: 'In life, we seldom find a true prson &amp;amp; f u evr find 1, hold on &amp;amp; nvr let go... value dat prson coz it's lyf's gift worth keeping &amp;amp; holdin on..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-2532193877033355764?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/2532193877033355764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=2532193877033355764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/2532193877033355764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/2532193877033355764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-cellphones-beeping-sound-woke-me-up.html' title='tExtmaTe......'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-3152755990999232876</id><published>2009-03-05T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:26:31.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SaLTy BuT SwEEt....DaTs So CuTe...</title><content type='html'>He met her on a party, she was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her,while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to politeness, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me back home. Suddenly he asked the waiter: would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? He replied: when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could felt the taste of the sea, salty and bite, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I will think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who still living there. Saying that, tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;"A man who can tell out his homesick, he must be a man loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home," she thought. Then she also started to talk, talked about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continue to date. She found actually he was a man who meets all her demands: he was tolerance, kind hearted, warm, careful...he was such a good guy but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!&lt;br /&gt;Then the story was just like every beautiful love story: the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked.&lt;br /&gt;After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you, the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It's hard for me to change so I just go ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste..but I have the salty coffee for my whole life since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, I still want to know you and have you as my whole life wife, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again." Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: What's the taste of salty coffee?&lt;br /&gt;It's sweet. She replied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-3152755990999232876?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3152755990999232876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=3152755990999232876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/3152755990999232876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/3152755990999232876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/salty-but-sweetdats-so-cute.html' title='SaLTy BuT SwEEt....DaTs So CuTe...'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-7462255297302111086</id><published>2009-03-05T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:14:42.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iT's StoRy TimE, GuyS......</title><content type='html'>Tenchi looked at the face of a girl whom he had been with for a long time. She was his childhood friend. She was lying on the hospital bed, unconcious. As Tenchi looked at her, love and sadness can be seen in his eyes. Worried that something bad might happen to her. "Yuki, please wake up." the words that he kept repeating in his mind, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey cheer up now. What's the matter?" A young boy wearing a blue baseball cap told his friend, looking at her, who was crying. "I'm fine." A little girl gave the same boy a fake smile. "Ahh, something's wrong, I knew it. Yuki tell me." He insisted. But the little girl just gave him a smile, "nothing."&lt;br /&gt;A girl waited under a waiting shed, it was raining too hard. Everything was dark. "Yuki!" The girl heard her name. Left, right, it was her friend, Tenchi. The boy hurried to see her, he ran to the waiting shed quickly, with his uniform, dripping wet. But as soon as he got there, acted as if she didn't even hear his voice, nor knew him for who he was. "We need to talk..." He said trying to catch some air. "I thought I told you to leave me alonE!" The girl shouted as she turned her back at him. "Yuki, I can't do that!" Tenchi answered. Yuki started walking away, she had her clothes wet by the time she set her feet out of the waiting shed.&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, listen ok. Look I know that I made the wrong choice about telling you that I...love you....but...please, cant we just...have what we had before? FRIENDSHIP!?" Tenchi continued. Yuki stopped walking, "Look!" she turned around and faced him, "All I ask is for you to leave me alone! I'm sick and tired of this game. It can't be. You can't love a girl like me." She yelled, tears came falling from her eyes. Tenchi made his way to his friend and threw his arms around her, "I just love you!...Why can't we be together?" He was crying. "LET GO!" Yuki pushed him, and Tenchi felt pain on his right cheek, she slapped him. "Can't you understand me? I don't like the way you treat me anymore, I'm not special. You just can't love me as someone else? I hate you!" Her voice was beginning to break up, she was crying real hard, but the rain could cover it. Yuki turned her back at Tenchi and ran away.&lt;br /&gt;Tenchi wanted to go after her but all he could do was watch her as she goes farther and farther. As Yuki reached the sidewalk near her house, she felt pain on her left chest, her heart was aching. She couldn't breath. She placed her hand just at the place of her heart and tried to massage her chest, "It's ok, Nikk. You can do it...just a few steps and...Ughr" She took a deep breath and started walking again, slowly, but her knees felt weak, she can't move anymore and that caused her to fall on the ground. Her sister got out the house eventually and helped her to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;Tenchi took a deep breath and made his way to the wash room to wash the vase. There was silence. Even his loud breathing could be heard...As Tenchi went out the room, he went to the table near Yuki's bed and took the boquet of roses. "Tenchi," He heard a soft voice calling him. Tenchi turned to his right and found Yuki, awake. "Tenchi, What are u doin here?." she said. Her voice was softer than before. Her friend smiled, "I...came here to...see you.." He replied. "Tenchi...I..." She felt so much pain on her chest again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-7462255297302111086?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7462255297302111086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=7462255297302111086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/7462255297302111086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/7462255297302111086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-story-time-guys.html' title='iT&apos;s StoRy TimE, GuyS......'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-3476059048425669230</id><published>2008-10-08T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:33:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information Communication Technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Information and Communications Technology - or technologies (ICT) is an umbrella term that includes all technologies for the manipulation and communication of information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; The term is sometimes used in preference to Information Technology (IT) particularly in two communities: education and government.Although,in the common usage it is often assumed that ICT is synonymous with IT; ICT in fact encompasses any medium to record information (magnetic disk/tape, optical disks (CD/DVD), flash memory etc. and arguably also paper records); technology for broadcasting information - radio, television; and technology for communicating through voice and sound or images - microphone, camera, loudspeaker, telephone to cellular phones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It includes the wide variety of computing hardware (PCs, servers, mainframes, networked storage), the rapidly developing personal hardware market comprising mobile phones, personal devices, MP3 players, and much more; the full gamut of application software from the smallest home-developed spreadsheet to the largest enterprise packages and online software services; and the hardware and software needed to operate networks for transmission of information, again ranging from a home network to the largest global private networks operated by major commercial enterprises and, of course, the Internet. Thus, "ICT" makes more explicit that technologies such as broadcasting and wireless mobile telecommunications are included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It should be noted that "ICT" by this English definition is different in nuance and scope than under "ICT" in Japanese, which is more technical and narrow in scope.ICT capabilities vary widely from the sophistication of major western economies to lesser provision in the developing world. But the latter are catching up fast, often leapfrogging older generations of technology and developing new solutions that match their specific needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-3476059048425669230?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/3476059048425669230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=3476059048425669230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/3476059048425669230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/3476059048425669230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/information-communication-technology.html' title='Information Communication Technology'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-53794449866996192</id><published>2008-10-06T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T03:01:58.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wi-Fi Signal Status for You and the World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOnhKBWqktI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y5nY0Mo__vw/s1600-h/shirt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253978002582835922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOnhKBWqktI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y5nY0Mo__vw/s320/shirt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Figure 1: Sample of the shirt&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hye there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can display the current wi-fi signal strength to yourself and everyone around you with this stylish Wi-Fi Detector Shirt. The glowing bars on the front of the shirt dynamically change as the surrounding wi-fi signal strength fluctuates. You can also get the attention you deserve as others bow to you as their reverential wi-fi god, while geeky chicks swoon at your presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Product Features&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Glowing animated shirt dynamically displays the current wi-fi signal strength.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shows signal strength for 802.11b or 802.11g&lt;br /&gt;3. Black 100% Cotton T-Shirt&lt;br /&gt;4. Animated Decal is Removable (with hook and loop fasteners) for Easy Washing&lt;br /&gt;5. Battery Pack is Concealed in a Small Pocket Sewn Inside the Shirt&lt;br /&gt;6. Runs for hours off three AAA Batteries (not included) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Washing Instructions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Carefully peel animated decal from front of T-Shirt&lt;br /&gt;2.Unplug ribbon connector behind decal and remove decal&lt;br /&gt;3.Unplug battery pack and remove it&lt;br /&gt;4.You can leave the ribbon cable inside the shirt&lt;br /&gt;5.Machine wash gentle cycle on cold&lt;br /&gt;6.Hang to dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please Note:&lt;/strong&gt; If you plug the connector into the battery pack backwards the shirt will not animate properly. It will not damage the shirt. Simply reverse the connector. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-53794449866996192?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/53794449866996192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=53794449866996192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/53794449866996192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/53794449866996192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/wi-fi-signal-status-for-you-and-world.html' title='Wi-Fi Signal Status for You and the World!'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOnhKBWqktI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Y5nY0Mo__vw/s72-c/shirt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-4748700224067238161</id><published>2008-10-05T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T08:24:14.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jetboil Personal Cooking System</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOjb8F-C5HI/AAAAAAAAADs/MLOU-aSUx4s/s1600-h/jetboil.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253690790768731250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOjb8F-C5HI/AAAAAAAAADs/MLOU-aSUx4s/s320/jetboil.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boils two cups of water in two minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heat, eat, and drink from this ultra-compact 1 liter unit&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jetboil Personal Cooking System (PCS) has sparked a revolution in outdoor cooking. Capable of boiling two cups in two minutes at 75-80% efficiency, the PCS is twice as fast and uses half as much fuel as conventional stoves. The PCS boils up to 50 cups (12 liters) of water from only one isobutane/propane micro-canister. Such outstanding performance results from the FluxRing heat exchanger, which captures and focuses the burner’s heat instead of the heat being lost to the ambient air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well suited to quickly heating water, the Jetboil can be used to make hot beverages, noodles, pasta, dehydrated hiking meals, soups and, of course, a nice cup of coffee (using the optional Coffee Press accessory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jetboil integrates a 1 liter insulated hard-anodized aluminum cooking cup, high-performance burner base with built-in piezoelectric igniter, drink-through plastic lid, and a protective bottom cover that doubles as a measuring cup. All components, including the fuel, can be packed comfortably within the cooking cup making the entire PCS smaller than a Nalgene water bottle. Stow it in your pack, saddle bag, kayak, fanny pack, or side pocket – take it anywhere. At only 15 ounces, the Jetboil PCS rivals the lightest titanium cooksets and micro-canister stoves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Twice as fast and uses half as much fuel as conventional stoves&lt;br /&gt;*All components, including fuel, can be packed comfortably within the cooking cup&lt;br /&gt;*Boils up to 50 cups (12 liters) of water from only one fuel canister&lt;br /&gt;*Boils 2 cups of water in 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;*Burner output: 4500 BTU/hour&lt;br /&gt;*Volume: 32 oz (1 liter)&lt;br /&gt;*Dimensions: 4.1" x 7.1" (104 x 180 mm)&lt;br /&gt;*Weight: 15 oz (425 g)&lt;br /&gt;*Coffee press: .8 oz (23 g)&lt;br /&gt;*Download the user manual&lt;br /&gt;*Fuel canister is not included - must be purchased separately at a local retailer&lt;br /&gt;*Available with optional Coffee Press accessory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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/735569268763551550-4748700224067238161?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/4748700224067238161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=4748700224067238161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/4748700224067238161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/4748700224067238161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2008/10/jetboil-personal-cooking-system.html' title='Jetboil Personal Cooking System'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SOjb8F-C5HI/AAAAAAAAADs/MLOU-aSUx4s/s72-c/jetboil.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-6174426970686790949</id><published>2008-09-27T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:40:18.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova intros Slider X 600 gaming mouse &amp; pad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN5FZDaA2QI/AAAAAAAAADc/JMb6xp1vXKI/s1600-h/novagamingmouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250710512274036994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN5FZDaA2QI/AAAAAAAAADc/JMb6xp1vXKI/s320/novagamingmouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN5FZD7frbI/AAAAAAAAADk/skMMuJAXdJM/s1600-h/novagamingmouseintro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250710512414469554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN5FZD7frbI/AAAAAAAAADk/skMMuJAXdJM/s320/novagamingmouseintro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://macnn.com/rd.php?id=111724" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://macnn.com/rd/111723==http://www.esportnova.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Nova Gaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt; on Friday announced it will unveil its Slider X 600 gaming mouse at E for All gaming expo in LA in October. The Slider X 600 has an uncommon side-mounted cable, uses ceramic feet and features a sensitivity of 3,200dpi. As expected, the Slider X 600 is customizable and will come with three mouse profiles, eight programmable buttons and five color options for its LED lighting.&lt;br /&gt;Along with the new mouse, Nova announced an accessory to go with it in the form of the Over Slide mouse pad, sized at 16.5 by 11.4 inches and near quarter-inch thickness. It also sports a 12,000dpi micro-ball ceramic surface designed to optimize the operation of any laser device’s tracking performance.When most gamers think about gaming mice, they think about products like the &lt;a href="http://www.everythingusb.com/logitech_g9_laser_gaming_mouse_13006.html"&gt;Logitech G9&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://www.everythingusb.com/microsoft-sidewinder-x8-gaming-mouse-15370.html"&gt;Microsoft X8 Mouse&lt;/a&gt;. Nova Gaming wants its product to be up there with other gaming mouse legends and is announcing its gaming mouse at E for All next month it hopes will accomplish that goal. The Slider X 600 uses so-called indestructible ceramic mouse feet and has sensitivity up to 3200 dpi. The mouse cable comes out of the side of the mouse, rather than the front like most gaming mice. We have to wonder if the cord will get in the way during play. Other features include three mouse profiles, eight programmable buttons and five color options for the lighting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Both the mouse and pad are expected to hit the market in November, priced at nearly $100 and $40, respectively.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/735569268763551550-6174426970686790949?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/6174426970686790949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=6174426970686790949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/6174426970686790949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/6174426970686790949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/nova-intros-slider-x-600-gaming-mouse.html' title='Nova intros Slider X 600 gaming mouse &amp; pad'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN5FZDaA2QI/AAAAAAAAADc/JMb6xp1vXKI/s72-c/novagamingmouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-7921589549091239304</id><published>2008-09-27T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T07:14:20.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dell launches 7609WU HD DLP projector</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN4_NMmcddI/AAAAAAAAADM/zqxEQDQEe34/s1600-h/dell7609WU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250703711513900498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN4_NMmcddI/AAAAAAAAADM/zqxEQDQEe34/s320/dell7609WU.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN4_NYKan4I/AAAAAAAAADU/_JsTMUX7PoM/s1600-h/dell7609WU1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250703714617565058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN4_NYKan4I/AAAAAAAAADU/_JsTMUX7PoM/s320/dell7609WU1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dell recently and quietly launched its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://macnn.com/rd/111586==http://www.dell.com/content/products/productdetails.aspx/projector-dell-7609wu?c=us&amp;amp;cs=04&amp;amp;l=en&amp;amp;s=bsd" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7609WU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; DLP projector, which is capable of creating 1920x1200 native resolution images with a 16:10 aspect ratio. Its 2700:1 contrast ratio and 3,850 lumens brightness help to make the projected images legible in lit rooms, such as during presentations. The projector can be mounted on desktop or ceilings, and supports both front and rear projection configurations, and is capable of creating images up to 301 inches in size.&lt;br /&gt;Picture-in-Picture and Picture-by-Picture viewing of multiple channels or sources simultaneously is part of the feature-set, and closed captioning is likewise supported.The 7609WU offers an Ethernet jack for connecting with networks, while video connections include two HDMI inputs, two VGA inputs, as well as a single S-video, DisplayPort, composite and RS232 serial ports. Audio input for the pair of 5W speakers and output comes via a 3.5mm stereo jack. A 12V output for triggering a motorized projection screen is present, along with a 5V output to power external devices such as a wireless module. A fully functional remote control with an integrated laser pointer is included.The 300W lamp’s rated life of 2,000 hours can be extended to 2,500 hours in Eco mode at the cost of brightness and picture quality.Currently available on Dell’s web store, the 7609WU is priced at $4,999.&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/735569268763551550-7921589549091239304?l=susankavitadmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/feeds/7921589549091239304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=735569268763551550&amp;postID=7921589549091239304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/7921589549091239304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/735569268763551550/posts/default/7921589549091239304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susankavitadmm.blogspot.com/2008/09/dell-launches-7609wu-hd-dlp-projector.html' title='Dell launches 7609WU HD DLP projector'/><author><name>susankavitadmm</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06957975846887395548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/St9PlLJf5EI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CsgbD0asV9I/S220/DSC01151.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SN4_NMmcddI/AAAAAAAAADM/zqxEQDQEe34/s72-c/dell7609WU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-735569268763551550.post-5645028308156416194</id><published>2008-09-20T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T01:03:05.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Gadgets....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248008228378355906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSrrbbRqMI/AAAAAAAAADA/zk4cjjjPIwo/s320/saumsung_sgh_i400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a title="SGH i400 smartphone" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/sgh-i400-smartphone"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SGH i400 Smartphone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="SGH i400 smartphone by Samsung" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/saumsung_sgh_i400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samsung released this little beauty, the SGH i400 smartphone. Although we already got used to Samsungs S60 Sliders, this one has the Symbian OS trademark in the upper-left corner. It is equipped with a 2 megapixel camera to make sure you don’t miss out on taking really cool photos even if you don’t own a genuine digital camera. And didn’t you got bored of navigating through your whole menu just to try and find an MP3. Well, they have solved your problem by adding up a special MP3 button. It is also equipped with A2DP, Bluetooth and MicroSD expansion for your pleasure and comfort. You also have full support for Internet Browsing (it would have been weird if you didn’t) and you are provided with a 2.3 inch display, so you won’t have to wear your glasses just to make a simple phone-call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSp9PExu1I/AAAAAAAAACg/NWSYeLcYwzk/s1600-h/nintendo_famicom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248006335277153106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSp9PExu1I/AAAAAAAAACg/NWSYeLcYwzk/s320/nintendo_famicom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nintendo Famicom Voice Recorder" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/nintendo-famicom-voice-recorder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nintendo Famicom Voice Recorder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Nintendo Famicom Voice Recorder" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/nintendo_famicom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nintendo Famicom Voice Recorder is an item that shouldn’t miss from any collection of a genuine nostalgic gadget collector. It s release is targeted mostly at Asia because in th ‘80 these little things’ grandparents were very popular. As for those that lived in the USA,it is normal that this gadget doesn’t particularly ring a bell because they got a different version of the NES controller, a smother one,&lt;br /&gt;But if you’re thinking of going retro, Japanese style, here’s a place to begin, the Nintendo Famicom Voice Recorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSomX2fWGI/AAAAAAAAACY/T3Q8epluNhM/s1600-h/sonic_screwdriver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248004842984527970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSomX2fWGI/AAAAAAAAACY/T3Q8epluNhM/s320/sonic_screwdriver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Sonic Screwdriver" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/sonic-screwdriver"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonic Screwdriver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Sonic Screwdriver" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/sonic_screwdriver.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;This Sonic Screwdriver is a gadget for all those Doctor Who fans that weren’t satisfied with just th Tardis USB hub. Remember that saying, “if it’s made like a screwdriver and it looks like a screwdriver, it must be a screwdriver”? Oh, and you are so very wrong! It actually has a pen on one head and a beam of UV light at the other.&lt;br /&gt;So now you you can write anything you want with UV ink and not worry about other people reading it. Just imagine handing your boss an amazingly favorable report and between the lines your real thoughts. Ha, ha, ha what a subtle revenge. And the revenge costs only 12.99$ and 3 AG 13 batteries. Small price to pay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSoIFHzmqI/AAAAAAAAACI/Vyef6dmZLgw/s1600-h/iriver-b20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248004322560809634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSoIFHzmqI/AAAAAAAAACI/Vyef6dmZLgw/s320/iriver-b20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="B20, IRiver’s mini DMB television" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/b20-irivers-mini-dmb-television"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B20, IRiver’s mini DMB television&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="B20" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/iriver-b20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;IRiver has just announced the release of the all-new mini DMB television, the B20. It is equipped with 4 GB of flash memory which you can expand through the miniSD memory card slot. It has a 2.4-inch LCD display with 320 x 240 pixels and a range of colors of 260k. It also has a FM tuner that can be used also as a voice recorder. It supports MPEG-4, OGG, MP3, WMA, WMV9 formats and you can also view JPEG images on it. The battery holds for 26 hours of MP3 playback, 5 hours of videos and 4 hours of DMB TV. The price is set at 267$ for the 4 GB version and 213$ for the 2GB one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248003020118359762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSm8RJU_tI/AAAAAAAAACA/fj7v-cG_9YM/s320/pillete_bluetooth-headset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pillete" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/pillete"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pillete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Pillete" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/pillete_bluetooth-headset.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pillete, the new concept of Bluetooth headset is so tiny, it’s almost invisible to the untrained eye when you are wearing it. So you don’t have to worry anymore about looking like Robocop when walking down the street with it, but you have to consider the possibility of people starting to think you’ve lost your marbles and you’re talking to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;The downside is the fact that people have different sized ears and the device might be to small and slip out or to big and not fit. People who often use earphones will tell you I’m right. But once they’ll figure out a way to make the Pillete adjustable, this design will be the future of all headsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSmhBVI5CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MoBWDgpFXao/s1600-h/hp_pavilion_new_series1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248002552016462882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSmhBVI5CI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MoBWDgpFXao/s320/hp_pavilion_new_series1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="S3000, A6000 &amp;amp; M8000 Pavilion Slimline by HP" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/s3000-a6000-m8000-pavilion-slimline-by-hp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S3000, A6000 &amp;amp; M8000 Pavilion Slimline by HP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three new models of desktop PC series have been launched into the market by HP. The three models of the Pavilion Slimline series are s3000, a6000 and m8000. The first one comes with 1GB of RAM, and you can pick either a AMD CPU or an Intel CPU, but for the later you have to pay an extra 50$. If not you can buy it for 500$. The PC can be set with a low graphic card, maybe a TV tuner and a Pocket Media Drive.&lt;br /&gt;You can buy the a6000 at a lower price then the s3000. It’s just 330$ but you would be throwing off some memory because it has only 512 MB of RAM. But the bright side is that it comes with an Intel CPU, a Pocket Media Drive and a graphics card. But the “jewel of the crown” is the m8000. And the price says so to. At 950$ it has a DVD drive and again you can pick between a dual core AMD or Intel processor. All three models have Windows Vista preinstalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSl0MpRQII/AAAAAAAAABw/TUllUeqEzzI/s1600-h/dcx725_benq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248001781959573634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="201" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSl0MpRQII/AAAAAAAAABw/TUllUeqEzzI/s320/dcx725_benq.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="DC X725 by Benq" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/dc-x725-by-benq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC X725 by Benq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="DC X725 by Benq" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/wp-content/uploads/2007/05/dcx725_benq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Benq amazes us once again with the launch of the new compact classy digital camera. The DC X725 is as small as 12.5 millimeters, and the material from which it is made of is steel, so it is stainless and more resistant. It comes in four different colors, black, red silver, or pearl. It has a 1/2.5 CCD and can go up to 3x optical zoom. The ISO sensitivity can go up to 1600 on photos and 4000 on videos. You can also increase the memory, as it has an SD/SDHC memory card support. The range of mega pixels is, for the time being, unknown, but we can assume it has more then the previous release of Benq that had 7.2. We also have no information regarding the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSkpw1tJVI/AAAAAAAAABY/Iq-eqx54Tlg/s1600-h/flyclear.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248000503185220946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TKebyBoxLiQ/SNSkpw1tJVI/AAAAAAAAABY/Iq-eqx54Tlg/s320/flyclear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Flyclear Card" href="http://www.latest-gadgets.info/flyclear-card"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flyclear Card&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;All of us who have been on a plane know about how long you have to wait before you can board because of the annoyingly thorough check-ups you have to pass before you can go on your trip. But from now on you can leave all those controls behind thanks to the new Flyclear card. And it only costs $99.95 a year and the fee for TSA of $28.&lt;br /&gt;To get one, you have to go to a Clear center and present two official identification cards. Then you have to take a photo and give them your biometric information. They suggest that you should have a US passport, but foreign people are welcomed to.&lt;br /&gt;So now you can eliminate the stress from your plane trips, not worry about those hidden pierces and miss a lot less planes. The Flyclear has already been put into function but for very few airports like Orlando, San Jose and JFK and the service is not available all day long. 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