<?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-7567945353396395867</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:45:26.809+08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Voice Recognition'/><category term='Face Recognition'/><category term='Trifles'/><title type='text'>Milky Way</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm just a tiny dot in the Universe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-2633930324199714081</id><published>2008-11-05T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:46:35.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sociology</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Early Sociologists&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Auguste Comte (1718-1857)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;between 1830 and 1854, he outlined his theory that man’s intellectual development is an evolutionary process&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he advocated the idea of positivism or the use of empirical investigation to understand social phenomena&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he believed that social physics or positivism would be the key to humanity’s ongoing program&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he classified the the existing sciences into a hierarchy, placing the social physics as the “queen of the sciences” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he believed that sociology was the means by which a more rational and just society could be achieved&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;to him goes the credit of being the father of sociology, having coined the term sociology (Timasheff 1967)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Karl Marx (1818-1883)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he reiterated that political revolution was vitally significant in the evolutionary process of society, the only means whereby the improvement of social conditions could be attained&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he believed that social conflicts, struggles and strifes were at the core of society and could cause social change (Jesser 1975)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he said that all history was branded with economic determinism, that all change, social conditions, and society itself were based on economic factors and that economic inequality has resulted in class struggles between bourgeoise (the owners rulers) and the proletariat, the industrial workers&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Emile Durkheim (1858-1917)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he defined social phenomena as social facts that have distinctive social characteristics determinants, and social facts as “every way of acting, fixed or not, capable of exercising on the individual an external constraint” such as customs, laws and the general rule of behavior which people accept without question (Timasheff 1967)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;individuals are more the products rather than the creators of society&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he paid greater attention to the characteristics of groups, particularly the cohesion or non-cohesion of religious groups.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;He advanced social theory along with social methodology with his classic study on the incidence&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;of suicide as it varied from one population to another and as it was influenced by certain&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;social forces&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Max Weber&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he encouraged the study not only of social facts and social structures, but also of social action, the external objective behavior as well as the internalized behavior and perceptions of the behavior of others&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he believed that qualitative, subjective methods as well objective, quantitative methods should be used in the study if social actions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he said the understanding human action can be done by examining the subjective meaning that people attach to their own behavior and behavior of others&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;he contented treated that this could be treated objectively and scientifically&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Theoretical Perspectives&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Structural Functionalism&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;referred to as the social system theory, equilibrium theory, or functionalism&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;the structure of a social system has several interrelated interdependent parts, each with a certain function&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;the component parts of a social structure are families, neighborhoods, associations, schools, churches, banks, countries, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;social system can have both manifest (intended or recognized) and latent (unintended or unrecognizable) functions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;social structures exist in the society for the functions they have to carry out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Conflict Theory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;conflict is a constant aspect of social life which involved a wide range of groups or interests, such as age groups, sex groups, religious groups, occupational and economical groups, political groups, educational groups, etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;each of this group pitted against each other for wealth, power, and prestige which are limited and not available to everyone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;those who possess wealth, power and prestige fight to maintain the status quo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;conflict need not always be equated with widespread debacles but can involve ordinary life destruction between individuals and groups, neither must it be equated with the integrative and constructive feature of conflict lay in a state where people with common needs and interests unite to work for goals that bring about social change for their own welfare&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Symbolic Interaction Theory&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;sociologists who developed this theory believed that society is reflected in every socialized individual and that its external forms and structures are likewise reflected through the social interactions occurring among individuals at the symbolic level&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;George Herbert Mead theorized that humans are set apart from animals because of their ability to use language and to create and acquire social institutions, societies, and cultures&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Social interaction with others enables individuals to acquire the beliefs, values, and language of the society to which they belong and to learn what is appropriate or inappropriate, what is right or wrong, who is significant, or what is beautiful in a society&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.75in; text-indent: -0.25in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;It provides the bases for decision-making or problem-solving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Source: &lt;b style=""&gt;Panopio,Cordero-McDonald, Raymundo, General Sociology: Focus on the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; edition (1994), Ken Inc. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Quezon   City&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Phils.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-2633930324199714081?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/2633930324199714081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=2633930324199714081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/2633930324199714081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/2633930324199714081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/11/early-sociologists-1.html' title='Sociology'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-9139856215024059906</id><published>2008-10-14T09:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T09:22:59.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feature Song of the Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Secondhand Serenade - Your Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; Artist: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/secondhand_serenade_lyrics_8321/" title="Secondhand Serenade lyrics"&gt;Secondhand Serenade lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/secondhand_serenade_lyrics_8321/awake_lyrics_27854/" title="Secondhand Serenade Awake lyrics"&gt;Awake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for your call, I'm sick, call I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;call I'm desperate for your voice&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the song we used to sing&lt;br /&gt;In the car, do you remember&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, Early Summer&lt;br /&gt;It's playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet&lt;br /&gt;Like when we would meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so ambitious, you and me, flesh to flesh&lt;br /&gt;Cause every breath that you will take&lt;br /&gt;when you are sitting next to me&lt;br /&gt;will bring life into my deepest hopes, What's your fantasy?&lt;br /&gt;(What's your, what's your, what's your...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired of being all alone, and this solitary moment makes me want to come back home&lt;br /&gt;x4&lt;br /&gt;(I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was born to tell you I love you&lt;br /&gt;and I am torn to do what I have to, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;(I know everything you wanted isn't anything you have)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-9139856215024059906?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/9139856215024059906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=9139856215024059906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/9139856215024059906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/9139856215024059906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/10/feature-song-of-month.html' title='Feature Song of the Month'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-663193631280944935</id><published>2008-10-09T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:22:19.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Where Am I Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Where Am I Now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Before I start to answer this very hard-to-answer question let me sing a song first. This song was entitled Do You Know Where You’re Going To? The Theme from Mahogany which was sang by Diana Ross. It goes a little something like this!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Do you know where you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get&lt;br /&gt;What you're hoping for&lt;br /&gt;When you look behind you&lt;br /&gt;There's no open door&lt;br /&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were standing still in time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the fantasies&lt;br /&gt;That filled our minds&lt;br /&gt;You knew how I loved you&lt;br /&gt;But my spirit was free&lt;br /&gt;Laughin' at the questions&lt;br /&gt;That you once asked of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back at all we've planned&lt;br /&gt;We let so many dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just slip through our hands&lt;br /&gt;Why must we wait so long&lt;br /&gt;Before we'll see&lt;br /&gt;How sad the answers&lt;br /&gt;To those questions can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get&lt;br /&gt;What you're hoping for&lt;br /&gt;When you look behind you&lt;br /&gt;There's no open door&lt;br /&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know...?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In my 20 years of existence, I can say that I really don’t know where I am. Maybe, I’m in the stage where I want to explore new places, meet new people, dream big dreams, see the real world apart from the world I’m leaving as a student, experience what I didn’t experience before, do what I wanted to do a long time ago, and know what I can and I cannot do. I’m not sure!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;As of now, all I know is I’m in the verge of knowing my true identity as a person. I’m in a search of a path that will lead me to a good future. I’m on a journey towards my ultimate goal. I’m in my preparatory stage to being a full adult.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;The question here doesn’t merely lye on where am I now? But, also to the question, do I know where I’m going to? (As what I’ve sang a while ago) At this point of my life I can say that I have gone too far but I still don’t know where to go. I’m so pathetic! Imagine! I’m 20 years old but still don’t know where I should go. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Actually, I have a lot of big dreams. I wanted these big dreams to come true. So now, I study (but not that hard) because I believed that an educated man has the power to excel in everything he wants to achieve. At this point in time I don’t have big dreams only. I also have plans. Dreams won’t be achieved without a plan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First, if I graduate I want to go abroad. I will use my talent in singing to go anywhere I want. If I’m already there, I’ll find a job that will really suit me as a degree holder. I will help my family and relatives who are in need and I will also save up for myself. When my savings is enough, I will put up my own business, build a house for my father, buy a truck for my aunt and uncle for them to deliver their product, buy a taxi for my other uncle so he could raise his children decently, rent a space in a public market for my other aunt and buy a farm so that my father will have something to get busy when he gets older. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;When I’m already stable with my life I want to travel the whole world. I want to go to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Acapulco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and enjoy the beautiful beach there. If possible, I want to climb &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mount Everest&lt;/st1:place&gt;! Hehehe! I also want to visit &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and buy different flavors of noodles and chocolates.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are many places that I really want to go, someday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;In terms of building a family, I’m not so sure with that. Maybe I’ll marry but I don’t want to have children or I’ll have at least 1 or 2. I’m planning to marry when I’m already 28 or 29. Time will tell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;If all those things come true the next thing that I’m planning to do is build a foundation. This foundation is intended for all Lumads specially those in Marilog District. I will give them free education. Awesome! Actually I have been to many mountains and I saw a lot of Lumads there who are uneducated. Although they have schools there, the teachings were very limited according to the Lumad that I happened to ask. They only come to school on Sunday and the only thing they learn was all about handicrafts. So what about other stuff? People just cheat them because they were uneducated and I don’t want that that’s why I have to make this dream come true. Yehey!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;If I’m done with all those things, I want to focus myself on my personal relationship with God so that I’ll reach my ultimate goal. To be with Him forever! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;For now, those are only dreams that I have to fulfill. The answer to the question is now clear to me. Now, I am in the beginning of my journey and I know where I’m going to and that is to heaven?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-663193631280944935?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/663193631280944935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=663193631280944935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/663193631280944935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/663193631280944935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-am-i-now.html' title='Where Am I Now?'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-5875967472003670515</id><published>2008-10-08T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:56:40.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer and Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Pink Cabero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;Life’s just like a binary number&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;One means on and Zero means off&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;On when you’re up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;Off when you’re down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;Life’s hard when it is not simplified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt; Life’s short when not properly managed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;But life’s easy when you have a positive logic&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;And life’s long when it’s properly organized.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;To live life to the fullest means to simplify your function&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;To prosper means to base your life on the truth table&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;To be rich means to use your wildest imagination and,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;To have a good life means to have a good logic design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-5875967472003670515?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5875967472003670515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=5875967472003670515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/5875967472003670515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/5875967472003670515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/10/computer-and-life.html' title='Computer and Life'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-161325641202836675</id><published>2008-10-08T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:49:16.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voice Recognition'/><title type='text'>History of Voice Recognitio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="NormalWeb32" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-indent: 1in; line-height: 200%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Over two hundred years ago a Russian Professor Christian Kratzenstein explained physiological differences between five long vowels (/a/, /e/, /i/, /o/, and /u/) and made apparatus to produce them artificially. He constructed acoustic resonators similar to the human vocal tract and activated the resonators with vibrating reeds like in music instruments. (&lt;a href="http://www.acoustics.hut.fi/publications/files/theses/lemmetty_%20mst"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;www.acoustics.hut.fi/publications/files/theses/lemmetty_ mst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/chap2.html) The development of voice recognition continued until Alexander Graham Bell discovered how to convert air pressure waves (sound) into electrical impulses in 1870. In the 1950s, Bell Laboratories developed the first effective speech recognizer for numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; By the 1980s, two distinct types of commercial products were available. The first offered speaker-independent recognition of small vocabularies. It was most useful for telephone transaction processing. The second, offered by Kurzweil Applied Intelligence, Dragon Systems, and IBM, focused on the development of large-vocabulary voice recognition systems so that text documents could be created by voice dictation. (&lt;a href="http://www.allbusiness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;www.allbusiness.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; management/3603917-2.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; Modern voice recognition technologies involve quite complicated and sophisticated methods and algorithms. One of the methods applied recently in speech synthesis is hidden Markov models (HMM). The reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;why HMMs are used in speech recognition is that a speech signal could be viewed as a piece-wise stationary signal or a short-time stationary signal and because they can be trained automatically, simple and computationally feasible to use. (&lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;www.wikipedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-indent: 1in; line-height: 200%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Recent technological advances have made recognition of more complex speech patterns possible. The availability of fast computers with inexpensive mass storage capabilities has enabled researchers to run many large scale experiments in a short amount of time. In fact, speech recognition systems with reasonable performance can now run in real time using high-end workstations without additional hardware.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-indent: 1in; line-height: 200%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;Voice recognition technologies can now be applied on any particular real world-applications like texting in cellular phones. Since, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;it is used to automate many tasks that previously required hands-on human interaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; can also serve as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="115"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; data entry&lt;a name="116"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, command &amp;amp; control and also for document preparation&lt;a name="117"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; text-indent: 1in; line-height: 200%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;" lang="EN"&gt;This research is about integrating voice recognition on cellular phones. People dont have to use their thumbs to text because texting will be in a form of dictation. This means that, the person will dictate his/her message and the phone will automatically convert it into text. This is a challenging and worthwhile research that can be&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;rewarding in many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-161325641202836675?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/161325641202836675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=161325641202836675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/161325641202836675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/161325641202836675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/10/history-of-voice-recognitio_08.html' title='History of Voice Recognitio'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-612811343908420233</id><published>2008-10-08T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:49:56.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trifles'/><title type='text'>Trifles by Susan Glaspell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Summary&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;One day, Lewis Hale dropped by the house of John Wright to ask him if he wants to share a telephone line with him. When he arrived, he saw Mr. Wright’s wife, Minnie Foster, sitting on a rocking chair. He asked her about Mr. Wright and found out that he was dead. Minnie Foster said that, someone strangled a rope around Mr. Wright’s neck while they were asleep. After what happened, Ms. Foster was under the probation of the local police as she was the primary suspect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The following day an investigation took place at the house of the victim. Henry Peter, a sheriff, George Henderson, an attorney together with Lewis Hale, Lewis’ wife and Peter’s wife went to conduct the investigation. The group gathered at the kitchen first. After that, they decided to search the whole house from the bedroom upstairs to the barn outside. While the men went upstairs, the ladies remained in the kitchen while gathering some things to be brought to Minnie. While gathering things, both of them got the chance to talk privately. They talk about the personality of Mr. Wright and the younger years of Minnie Foster. While looking for useful things, Mrs. Hale found a dead canary with a broken neck inside the sewing box of Minnie. She speculated that it was killed by Mr. Wright and that pushes Minnie to kill him. The two ladies found out how miserable Minnie’s life is when Mr. Wright is still alive. Before, Minnie used to be a cheerful woman full of spirit but after their marriage her whole world changed. She was moved into a creepy house where she can’t even see the road. Every time Mr. Wright is at the farm, she is left alone. The ladies felt that Minnie felt so much isolation and loneliness. The bird that used to sing for her was killed by her husband. It cost her to lose her mind and killed Mr. Wright.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Knowing all this, the ladies did not tell it to the men and chose to conceal the real motive behind the crime by hiding the sewing box.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Character s&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Lewis Hale – the neighbor of Mr. and Mrs. Wright who’s also a farmer and the one first to discover the murder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Mrs. Hale – a very observant person who notices most of the clues, wife of Lewis hale and a friend of Minnie &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Henry Peter – the sheriff assigned to investigate the case&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Mrs. Peter – wife of Mr. Peter, very cautious person who shows sympathy for Minnie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;George Henderson – the attorney that will prosecute Minnie, the youngest among the characters, harsh in words, sarcastic, judgmental&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Themes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Gender differences&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.25in; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.25in 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.75in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;In almost all parts of the story, we can see that there is a difference between genders. Men show dominion over women. They tend to have high positions in the society like the sheriff and the attorney. They are sarcastic, analytical, harsh and rough. Women on the other hand were intuitive, deliberative and more sensitive to the needs of others. These differences show that men and women have different capabilities.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.75in; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Isolation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0.25in 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.75in; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;One of the reasons why Minnie has committed the crime is isolation. When she was still single, she used to have social life, she used to wear pretty clothes, she used to sing and mingle with her peers. But, when she married John Wright her colorful world changed. She was often alone in the house with no one to talk to, she can’t even see the road and no one came to visit her, her pretty clothes turns to drab and most of all, her singing bird was killed by her husband. The effects of isolation drove Minnie to lose her sanity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;Moral Lesson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;The moral lesson of the story is, do not tolerate the wrong doings of other people just because you felt sympathy for it. We should always remember that a mistake added by another mistake will just worsen things. Mrs. Peter and Mrs. Hale could be considered accomplices of Minnie for what they did. They put judgment into their own hands without considering the law. They too were criminals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;One has not the right to judge whether a person deserves to die because of what he did. Remember, only God has the right to do so because he owned this life we had. No matter how bad a person is, considering that he is a son of God, one has not the right to judge him nor has he the right to condemn him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The two ladies lack the realization that, what if the same thing happened to them? Isn’t it unfair? The issue here is about the morality of a person. How could you conceal the truth when you are capable of thinking rationally? How could it feel so right when everything seems so wrong?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-612811343908420233?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/612811343908420233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=612811343908420233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/612811343908420233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/612811343908420233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/10/trifles-by-susan-glaspell.html' title='Trifles by Susan Glaspell'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-4672399724587109572</id><published>2008-09-24T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:50:25.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face Recognition'/><title type='text'>Computational Determination of Human Beauty Through Face Recognition Algorithms and Geometrical Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Each individual has different perception of what beautiful is and everybody wants to be called beautiful. Nowadays, if someone thinks she is ugly it is not a problem as long as she has money. Everyday, the numbers of individuals who have plastic or cosmetic surgeries are increasing and it is well accepted by the society. In fact, teenagers were enumerable than adults. According to the ASPS, over 333,000 people 18 years and younger had plastic surgery in 2005, up from about 306,000 in 2000. (http://www.kidshealth.org)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 200%; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:100%;" &gt;            There are different ways how to judge a person’s beauty. Some will look at the physical attributes of a person while others look on the personality. But surgeons like Dr. Sherrell J. Aston, professor of surgery at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; believed that a beautiful face is symmetrical, proportional and harmonious. (http://abcnews.go.com)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-size:100%;" &gt;            This research is about integrating facial recognition technology in identifying whether a person is beautiful or not.  Humans have always had the innate ability to recognize and distinguish between faces, yet computers only recently have shown the same ability. Facial recognition began during 1964 and 1965 when Bledsoe, along with Helen Chan and Charles Bisson worked on using the computer to recognize human faces. Given a large database of images and a photograph, the problem was to select from the database a small set of records such that one of the image records matched the photograph. (www.en.wikipedia.org)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    The researchers believe that it is possible to design an intelligent computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;system that can identify the areas of a person’s face which needs enhancement or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;which needs correction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-4672399724587109572?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4672399724587109572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=4672399724587109572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4672399724587109572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4672399724587109572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/09/each-individual-has-different.html' title='Computational Determination of Human Beauty Through Face Recognition Algorithms and Geometrical Analysis'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-8510560578031671905</id><published>2008-08-07T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:19:53.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens When There's No More Rhyme?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, me and my friends just had a videoke marathon at Ellen's house a while ago and one of the song that I sang was entitled No More Rhyme. So, what will happen when there's no more rhyme? Eventually, when there's no more rhyme there's no more "kilig factor". At the beginning of a relationship, a person really tries to be compatible with his/her partner so as to jive in with his/her differences in any aspect for that matter. Oftentimes, specially when a relationship lasted for quite sometimes, the rhyme usually fades away. Now, what could be the reason for rhyme to fade? Based on my own experience, it will gradually fade when a person expected to much of his/her partner and these expectations weren't met. When a relationship lost its rhyme it will not succeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-8510560578031671905?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8510560578031671905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=8510560578031671905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8510560578031671905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8510560578031671905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-happens-when-theres-no-more-rhyme.html' title='What Happens When There&apos;s No More Rhyme?'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-3794330590279004152</id><published>2008-07-21T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:21:12.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello! People. I was absent today. I prefer not to attend school. Hehehe! Pero dili daw ko absenot! Hahahihi! Actually, I was making myself busy here. I'm trying to make the most of my time. Bwahahaha! Busy ug friendster! Well, I have a lot of deadlines to catch up. I have my chapter 1 for our thesis which I am almost done with. I just have to make some polishing. I don't mind the logic project! It'll just make me sick! I'm so sick of it! Bahala na si Batman! Harhar! That's not all people! I'm very sick of paying the monthly bills and doing the budget on regular basis! It has always been a nightmare for me. Kasi, I'm the type of person who usually spend my money very unwisely! That's why I end up with lots of credits. Huhuhu! College pako daghan nako ug utang! Great! So, how was your day today  guys? I hope you  had a good time.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-3794330590279004152?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/3794330590279004152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=3794330590279004152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/3794330590279004152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/3794330590279004152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-sick.html' title='So Sick!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-8924572308311940440</id><published>2008-07-17T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:24:34.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's the 2nd day of our prelim exams. Whoah! I'm mentally exhausted! It's really annoying that you'd study everything and the exam wasn't worth it! Some of the questions were out of the world and some of it will drive you nuts! Especially with our abstract algebra. My brain got almost brainwashed! Huhuhuh! All of the questions were BLOODY! But thanks to our cheating arrangement, I was able to get some cheated answers. Wakokok! Tomorrow will be the last day, but I think it'll be getting tougher! Good luck to us all! I'm very sleepy and tired coz i'd just went to roxas to do our project but I'll try to scan my notes. Maybe I'll remember some of it. Oyasumi nasai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-8924572308311940440?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8924572308311940440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=8924572308311940440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8924572308311940440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8924572308311940440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-day.html' title='What A Day!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-5510601373302168797</id><published>2008-07-16T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:49:35.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready or Not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;    Today's  the first day of our Prelim exam. I know everybody's busy studying their previous lessons. For those who are studying alone, I bet you slept while reading you notes. For those who study with their groups, I bet you spend the whole night chatting. Nyahahaha! In other words, you didn't study at all. Well, ready or not everybody's going to take the exam unless your sick or too early for the next exam. Hahahihi! Don't worry I know your classmates  already have your cheating arrangements. But that tactic won't work with problem solving and be sure you won't get caught by your teacher. Good luck! Don't forget to say a lil' prayer before you start answering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-5510601373302168797?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/5510601373302168797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=5510601373302168797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/5510601373302168797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/5510601373302168797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/ready-or-not.html' title='Ready or Not?'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-4148649228274850811</id><published>2008-07-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:35:02.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.bigoo.ws/content/glitter/hearts/heart_14.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many times did my heart broke this past few days? I wasn't able to count it up to its total. Bayowt! It keeps on increasing every single day! I'm so drained! I'm at my limit. Finally, I decided to cut the hurt off me! But I guess this doesn't end here. It wouldn't end until the roots were really dead down to the tips! Oh! How will I ever get over you?! When you always keep on coming back to me. I don't really know what you are up to. My senses tell me that it wasn't love that drags you back. I wish I knew! I did my best to bring you back but I guess my best wasn't good enough as a song goes. There's just one thing that I realized. We cannot escape our past, more so with our mistakes. It will echo over and over again until you learn how to tolerate it. No matter how much we regret our mistakes it won't bring back the things we already lost. To all my beloved friend's, please learn from our mistakes and try to sum up the value of the things you sacrificed to the things you wanted  if its really worth it. Coz regret wasn't made to be on the first place. As of now, I'm sufferring the consequences of my own actions. I learned how to endure the pain of a broken heart from someone that I used to loved and I still loved at this moment. I am letting him go for I know it's the best thing to heal the wounds of the past. Only time will tell when this broken heart of mine mends. Only time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7567945353396395867-4148649228274850811?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4148649228274850811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=4148649228274850811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4148649228274850811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4148649228274850811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/only-time.html' title='Only Time'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-7910519118869349032</id><published>2008-07-11T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:38.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHbGTioYUjI/AAAAAAAAABw/8u4V3KkM0Rc/s1600-h/rain_splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHbGTioYUjI/AAAAAAAAABw/8u4V3KkM0Rc/s320/rain_splash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221578856998654514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Rainy Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;by: Pink Cabero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, i tried to keep myself busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just to forget you for a single moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought i already did, but suddenly it rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You don't know how much I missed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I wonder if you missed me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you know, it doesn't show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I'm trying hard to hide it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every time I hear the rain drops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It brings me back memories of our past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were happy then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does your love for me fade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does your faith on me vanished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why? Oh! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I watch the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As it falls down on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like teardrops falling from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm crying not because I hate the rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like some people do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cried, because when it rains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I guess what we had before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will only become a memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To me, to you, and to all people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that behind these black clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll find a light that will shine through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;From there, I know I'm strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To cheat death everytime it rains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-7910519118869349032?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7910519118869349032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=7910519118869349032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/7910519118869349032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/7910519118869349032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainy-day-by-pink-cabero-today-i-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHbGTioYUjI/AAAAAAAAABw/8u4V3KkM0Rc/s72-c/rain_splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-7983973934413632629</id><published>2008-07-10T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:38.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHWiaEqpJPI/AAAAAAAAABo/BmEq7eUhWaA/s1600-h/Zombie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221257911818855666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHWiaEqpJPI/AAAAAAAAABo/BmEq7eUhWaA/s320/Zombie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's 4 o'clock in the morning and I had just made all 4 term papers, one for me and the rest were for my classmates because we were chasing tomorrows deadline. (Im not a kind person but I usually volunteer to do other peoples assignment when i feel they're too paranoid to do it). One thing just pissed me off! Guess what?  Our teacher didn't collect it instead, she postponed the deadline to our next meeting! Damn!!! My efforts were useless!!! If I've known it on the first place I would rather sleep the whole time. But anyways, its over and gone.... Important thing is, I already made it and I don't have to make it this evening!!! Nyahahaha!!! What's the sense of my talking here??? &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/7567945353396395867-7983973934413632629?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/7983973934413632629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=7983973934413632629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/7983973934413632629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/7983973934413632629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/damn.html' title='DAMN!!!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SHWiaEqpJPI/AAAAAAAAABo/BmEq7eUhWaA/s72-c/Zombie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-969589301894499410</id><published>2008-07-03T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:17:06.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dedicating This Song to My Ex-Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make It Easy On Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by: Steps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't keep me dreaming&lt;br /&gt;If all the hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;If it's all over&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep me hanging on&lt;br /&gt;I can't stayAnd dream my life away&lt;br /&gt;In some kind of wonderland&lt;br /&gt;Better to hurt me honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than make a fool of me&lt;br /&gt;My heart will understand&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy on meJust walk away, set me free&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to do it gently&lt;br /&gt;Just to please me&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy, easy on me&lt;br /&gt;If it's the time to go&lt;br /&gt;If it's the last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Never turn around&lt;br /&gt;Don't want you to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me stay&lt;br /&gt;And wish my time away&lt;br /&gt;In some fool's paradise&lt;br /&gt;Don't give any hope to me&lt;br /&gt;Spin any lines for me&lt;br /&gt;Make the truth plain to see&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy on meJust walk away, set me free&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to do it gently&lt;br /&gt;Just to please me&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy, easy on me&lt;br /&gt;Better to hurt me honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than make a fool of me&lt;br /&gt;My heart will understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Since You Took&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Youe Love Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by: Steps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding you so gently&lt;br /&gt;I gave you room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Now all I feel is empty&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to leave&lt;br /&gt;What happened to forever&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing built to last&lt;br /&gt;My whole world could shatter&lt;br /&gt;I'm fading fast&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm fading fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to save me&lt;br /&gt;You don't know 'til you've been in love&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a way back&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong enough&lt;br /&gt;And though I'm longing for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's really nothing left to say&lt;br /&gt;'Cos now that's just a memorysince you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;since you took your love away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to forgive you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not proud to say&lt;br /&gt;That after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find a way&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to hate you&lt;br /&gt;For pushing me aside&lt;br /&gt;But when a heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;Well it's hard to hide&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's hard to hide now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-969589301894499410?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/969589301894499410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=969589301894499410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/969589301894499410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/969589301894499410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-dedicating-this-song-to-my-ex.html' title='I&apos;m Dedicating This Song to My Ex-Boyfriend'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-8669386558293804900</id><published>2008-06-28T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:04:15.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW DO YOU HEAL A BROKEN HEART?</title><content type='html'>Mend Your Broken Heart&lt;br /&gt;by: &lt;a href="mailto:jennifer@lovingyou.com?Subject=Mend"&gt;Jennifer Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a sure-fire way to mend a broken heart but there are definitely things you can to do to make it feel a bit lighter and ready for new love. First, allow yourself to feel what you need to and take all the time in the world to get over the person. For some people it may only take a few weeks to move on and others years. However long it takes, be okay with that. The ideas below are not meant to cover up your loss but rather to help your healing process so you can move on and enjoy being single for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Throw a small party. The fun of letting loose and being surrounded with your close friends can make anyone feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gather everything that reminds you of your past love and put it in a box specifically for this. Then give it to a friend or store it somewhere where you won't see or think about it. When you're ready you can either throw away the box or keep it for memory's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start a new exercise or well-being plan. It never hurts to take time to look good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Start a daily journal, even if it's on your computer. Somewhere everyday take the time to jot down whatever comes to mind. The idea in starting a journal is not to write cleverly or even about anything important. Just write (or type) whatever comes to mind even if your journal starts to look like this: "Went shopping yesterday for a new book oh yea need to e-mail Susan, the flowers on that window sill need watering." The point of your journal is to clear your thoughts. In a few weeks you will be able to read your entries to discover new things and trends about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Join a new interest group. It's never to early too meet new friends and, at least this way, you'll already have one thing in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Learn something new. Take a foreign language or art course, or buy a how-to computer program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Pick out an inspirational book or movie to read or watch whenever you start feeling down or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Take yourself out on a date, even if it's a night alone watching your favorite programs and eating your favorite foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do the things you said you always wanted to do when you were with your partner but somehow never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Get a new look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pick up a calendar and fill out the next 3 months with social events you'd like to attend or things you'd like to do. Browse your city's web site or the entertainment section of your local newspaper to find out ideas, dates and times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Spend a "comfy" day. Get out your favorite comfy clothes, pillow, blanket, etc. and just spend the day relaxing doing whatever you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Get a pet or plant to take care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Rent a few romantic movies or read a few romance novels to remind yourself that love does still have happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Write a goodbye poem or letter. Then stick it in a bottle and throw it out in the sea or attach it to a helium balloon to be carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do something you wouldn't normally do to celebrate your "singleness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Redecorate your space. Start off by cleaning out everything and throwing away anything you don't use or need anymore. Make a few self-indulgent decorating additions like a few candles, a favorite painting or fresh flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Visit a new city. Pick some place you've always wanted to go or some place closer to home to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Spend time with your friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-8669386558293804900?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/8669386558293804900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=8669386558293804900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8669386558293804900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/8669386558293804900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-do-you-heal-broken-heart.html' title='HOW DO YOU HEAL A BROKEN HEART?'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7567945353396395867.post-4386404628256959778</id><published>2008-06-28T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:10:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEE JUN KI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This guy is one of my favorite actor. I've first saw him on "My Girl" as Nico and I was totally fascinated with his charm. He's not only an actor, he is also a singer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SGUhYtnau6I/AAAAAAAAABU/CY8qbK4gcW0/s1600-h/jun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216612451824090018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SGUhYtnau6I/AAAAAAAAABU/CY8qbK4gcW0/s320/jun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Profile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Name: Lee Jun Ki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Birthday .: April 17, 1982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Height : 178 cmWeight : 66.5 kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hobbies : Martial Arts, Watching Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Education : Seoul Arts University - Movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;PartDebut : 'So, Basic' Advertisement Model (2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Awards : 2006 Baek Sang Best New Comer Male, 2006 Baek Sang PopularityAward, 2006 Baek Sang ‘In style’ Fashion Award, 2006 Netizen Best New Comer Male, 2006 Max Movie Best Actor (King’s Man – Lee Junki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7567945353396395867-4386404628256959778?l=iorisy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/feeds/4386404628256959778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7567945353396395867&amp;postID=4386404628256959778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4386404628256959778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7567945353396395867/posts/default/4386404628256959778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iorisy.blogspot.com/2008/06/lee-jun-ki.html' title='LEE JUN KI'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02864813635100022619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bGE8cIMih4o/SGUhYtnau6I/AAAAAAAAABU/CY8qbK4gcW0/s72-c/jun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
