<?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-23629521</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:50:33.535+08:00</updated><category term='cafe juanita'/><category term='vioraven.wordpress.com'/><category term='Ely'/><category term='Markus'/><category term='Ron and Fe'/><category term='comfort food'/><category term='Orange and Lemons'/><category term='Chartotem'/><category term='MTV'/><category term='Just Like a Splendid Love Song'/><category term='migraine'/><category term='video'/><category term='Eraserheads'/><category term='2007'/><category term='Mikee'/><category term='moonstar88'/><category term='tita Gaya'/><category term='Buddy'/><category term='Raimund'/><category term='good times'/><category term='wordpress'/><category term='menardconnect.com'/><title type='text'>thoughts of a violet kind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-6529653938979801214</id><published>2010-02-17T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:41:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Soul Sister  by Train</title><content type='html'>I suddenly missed my girlfriends... maybe it's because summer is here and I miss our summer escapades before... and then I tumbled into this video, which perked me up a little. Hope to see them soon though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tglSCIpaXPs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tglSCIpaXPs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hey, Soul Sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, heeeey, heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains&lt;br /&gt;I knew I wouldnt forget you and so I went and let&lt;br /&gt;You blow my mind&lt;br /&gt;Your sweet moving&lt;br /&gt;The smell of you in every single dream I dream&lt;br /&gt;I knew when we collided youre the one I have decided&lt;br /&gt;Who's one of my kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, aint that mr. mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move aint fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I dont want to miss a single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me&lt;br /&gt;You gave my love direction&lt;br /&gt;A game show love connection we cant deny&lt;br /&gt;I'm so obsessed my heart is bound to beat right&lt;br /&gt;Out my untrimmed chest&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you like a virgin your Madonna&lt;br /&gt;And Im always gonna want to blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, aint that mr. mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move aint fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I dont want to miss a single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can cut a rug&lt;br /&gt;Watching you's the only drug I need&lt;br /&gt;Some gangster Im so in love&lt;br /&gt;Youre the only one Im dreaming of, you see&lt;br /&gt;I can be myself now finally&lt;br /&gt;In fact theres nothing I cant be&lt;br /&gt;I want the world to see youll be with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister, aint that mr. mister on the radio stereo&lt;br /&gt;The way you move aint fair you know&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I dont want to miss a single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey soul sister I dont want to miss a single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey, Heeeeey heeeey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.trainline.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-6529653938979801214?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/6529653938979801214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=6529653938979801214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/6529653938979801214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/6529653938979801214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-soul-sister-by-train.html' title='Hey, Soul Sister  by Train'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-2344912009875154511</id><published>2009-01-05T19:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:05:36.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vioraven.wordpress.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='menardconnect.com'/><title type='text'>about the other blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At the start of December, I had a project to make, update and manage 2 websites in Wordpress. So I decided to make one for myself as well. Even Char made not just one for himself -- with his own domain to boot! He made them for all the good intentions and I hope he benefits from it soon, don't be tamadster, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here is the link for my other Blog - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://vioraven.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://vioraven.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Links for Char's Blog -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;" href="http://menardconnect.com/"&gt;http://menardconnect.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can foresee that I will be creative this year... online and offline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-2344912009875154511?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://vioraven.wordpress.com' title='about the other blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/2344912009875154511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=2344912009875154511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2344912009875154511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2344912009875154511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2009/01/about-other-blog.html' title='about the other blog'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-7901244825513977573</id><published>2008-09-29T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:43:57.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Like a Splendid Love Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orange and Lemons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chartotem'/><title type='text'>about the splendid love song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i miss char... and it will be 11 days more before we see each other again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;while purging the files in my PC, I stumbled upon this song by Orange and Lemons and now its on replay. quite a cheesy song but it's so pleasant to the ears, with a hint of 80's and "The Company" and something else... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qun2Ztqjgeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qun2Ztqjgeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just Like a Splendid Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Orange and Lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spending my days with you&lt;br /&gt;Is like living in a world of fancy&lt;br /&gt;With all the beautiful people I know&lt;br /&gt;Makin’ love in a world of vivid colours&lt;br /&gt;How often have I been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it really doesn’t matter&lt;br /&gt;As long as we’re together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me, together we will journey&lt;br /&gt;To seek and see the colours of our fantasies&lt;br /&gt;Come to life with the stroke of your soothing hands&lt;br /&gt;All the questions of life&lt;br /&gt;I will come to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and seasons go&lt;br /&gt;Stars will shine and lose their glow&lt;br /&gt;But every time I try to look back, I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;There will be no problems that will bother&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us painting a world of our own&lt;br /&gt;Everything is perfect&lt;br /&gt;Just like a splendid love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;miss you dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/23629521-7901244825513977573?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/7901244825513977573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=7901244825513977573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/7901244825513977573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/7901244825513977573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/09/about-splendid-love-song.html' title='about the splendid love song'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-8528006209389174552</id><published>2008-09-05T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:08:04.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eraserheads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raimund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Markus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikee'/><title type='text'>about the other Eheads post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sorry if this will another e-heads post but I can't help but post this "vintage e-heads" you tube video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I had fun watching this and I admit... kinilig ako! ahhihi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;reminisce...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv0BZnTpN08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rv0BZnTpN08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just imagine Ely and Mikee together... love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-8528006209389174552?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/8528006209389174552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=8528006209389174552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/8528006209389174552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/8528006209389174552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/09/about-other-eheads-post.html' title='about the other Eheads post'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-2937838391050852023</id><published>2008-08-31T10:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:52:01.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eraserheads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raimund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Markus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ely'/><title type='text'>about the morning after... Eheads!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SLoIw67hRAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oMkee7EqZSM/s1600-h/Eheads.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SLoIw67hRAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oMkee7EqZSM/s200/Eheads.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240510752944636930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Char and I watched the Eraserheads one-night only Reunion concert last night. Sayang di kme umabot sa VIP list ni Markus sa Multiply pero sabi nga ni Char "libre man o hindi MANONOOD tayo!" They're his favorite band and he will not miss the opportunity to see them play again LIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We were in Bonifacio High Street around 5pm, parked super near the concert venue. Ate early dinner and was inside the venue by 630. Went as close to the railings. First time I saw so many bouncers, as in big muscular bouncers, somewhat scary at times. More than an hour and a half wait before the concert began. Around 815 there was a ten minute countdown, one of the most exciting ten minutes of my life! Akala mo New Year. Intro pa lang ng Alapaap everyone have gone wild! Ely, Raimund, Buddy and Markus rose from underneath the stage. Parang reincarnation. First song was capped with fireworks, super galing! Ely even joked, that's it! Goodnyt! ehehe... then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ligaya.. Sembreak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was visually and musically entertaining, most of the songs were "updated/rearranged" but done beautifully. Pictures of the band was projected to the big screen making it more nostalgic. It was so surreal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The succeeding songs feels like you're in a big karaoke bar, everybody was singing. There was even a time na audience lang ang kumakanta, Ely just stood staring at the crowd obviously amazed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though full of energy lahat, feel mo yung tension between them. Walang kwento kwento. Kanta lang ng kanta. Walang pang fill in kung baga. But if you know the band well, alam mong ganun nga sila mag perform but still kakaiba eh. There was a time Markus wore a monster mask. La lang, trip lang.  Heard 2 songs I am not that familiar  with(Kaliwete and LIghtyears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;. After the last song, Lightyears, we saw an emotional Ely somewhat crouched in the stage and holding his chest. We thought he was just emotional with her Mom passing last thursday because the song indeed was about letting go.  end of set 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after 40 minutes, came the announcement. Char and I did not believed it at first. Joke ba yun? He thought hindi sila Markus, Buddy and Raimund yung nasa stage, that it was a gimik.  Then came Francis Lumen of MTV Philippines, and yes it was for real, we gave a silent prayer for Ely that night, all 30,000 of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hough it's hard to accept that the concert is indeed over, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the announcer have to remind us to go out of the concert venue in an orderly manner more than 3 times). We silently left the concert grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hats off din ako sa crowd, they have the emotional maturity to fully understand what happened. We truly understand. This was a concert that was supposed to be canceled not just once. Ely's position was really a though act, physically and emotionally.  If my Mom died a few days before I will surely be so drained now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We heard that it was supposed to be a 3 set concert with 30 songs. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ayang we were not able to hear "Huling El Bimbo", "Magazin", "Pare ko" and the rest but the experience itself was so surreal. Thank God Ely is in stable condition now. And when the time come... another reunion will be in place... this time the full set pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SLq9PmIqUpI/AAAAAAAAABE/7r-u5EmEMn0/s1600-h/ely-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SLq9PmIqUpI/AAAAAAAAABE/7r-u5EmEMn0/s200/ely-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240709192031556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://dollyrockmuse.livejournal.com/"&gt;Nina Sandejas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/23629521-2937838391050852023?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/2937838391050852023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=2937838391050852023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2937838391050852023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2937838391050852023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/08/about-morning-after-eheads.html' title='about the morning after... Eheads!'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SLoIw67hRAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oMkee7EqZSM/s72-c/Eheads.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-3314934296771326093</id><published>2008-08-06T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:22:37.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moonstar88'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='migraine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTV'/><title type='text'>about migraine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was blog hopping while resting  and stumbled upon this new video of moonstar88&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz9C3smkbO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vz9C3smkbO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheesy but cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahihilo... nalilito... asan ba ako sa yo?  aasa ba ako sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: they are &lt;a href="http://www.mtvphil.com/home.php"&gt;MTV Most Wanted Artist for the Month&lt;/a&gt;  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-3314934296771326093?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/3314934296771326093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=3314934296771326093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/3314934296771326093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/3314934296771326093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/08/about-migraine.html' title='about migraine'/><author><name>the dreamer</name><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-23629521.post-2602447529797811994</id><published>2008-08-01T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T18:56:39.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort food'/><title type='text'>about comfort food</title><content type='html'>Char and I have been into "comfort foods" lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comfort_food"&gt;Wiki&lt;/a&gt;, many people turn to comfort food for familiarity, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emotional security&lt;/span&gt;, or as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;special reward&lt;/span&gt;... no... we did not had it for a special reward but instead we had it for the emotional security (if there is such a thing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately we have encountered "challenges," both on our career and personal lives. we are not complaining though, we have each other to lean on. come to think of it, just when we thought things are going bad, good news arrives...  and that makes us  grateful that we have our comfort foods... for those days when we have extra servings of life' s challenges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-2602447529797811994?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/2602447529797811994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=2602447529797811994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2602447529797811994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2602447529797811994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/08/about-comfort-food.html' title='about comfort food'/><author><name>the dreamer</name><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-23629521.post-8929375746248177987</id><published>2008-07-23T00:35:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T02:52:57.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tita Gaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about a year ago... part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SIYjk8Lk2GI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gQ0qBY3frQE/s1600-h/time-turner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 124px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SIYjk8Lk2GI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gQ0qBY3frQE/s200/time-turner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225903535146981474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;same title... different year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seems like I only get to update this blog EVERY year, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tamadster"&lt;/span&gt; me (as Chartotem would say).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;BUT now, I will make sure to update this at least a month.. hah! so what happened the last few months? let me borrow Hermione's time-turner... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oct 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wedding month of my college best friend Fe &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(codename: orange)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Ron. I love this couple so much. not your typical BF-GF, you will rarely see them making PDA. first time I saw them kiss and hug was on their wedding day! I can absolutely tell everything to Orange, so many good college memories... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Dawn.. Side A... DLSU-Ateneo games&lt;/span&gt;... and of course I won't forget the numerous &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;food trips&lt;/span&gt;! love you Fe and Ron! see you in a few weeks... we are going to watch Cinderella... time to expose Chartotem to some culture... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nov 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gameshark.. gamesharkreloaded... charraven...&lt;/span&gt; Chartotem and I bought this small computer shop in Anonas. and that my what kept me busy these days plus other sidelines &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(another post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This is like a step up to our goal, since we both like online games and computers in general why not go into business of internet cafes? no more reason not to play WoW and MU and flyff and... ahaha... funny thing is I haven't been playing that much since we started our biz but the good news is that our electric bill at home drastically went down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had so much fun as went to that Carnival near MOA with the whole family&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (+1-1 reserved for another post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Nanay's Birthday. been so long since that last time we've seen each other, missed the kids so much... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas malaki pa sa akin si Kiel and Annel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was also the month my Tita Gaya had her 2nd stroke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dec 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;07Dec07&lt;/span&gt;, our dear Tita Ligaya Alonzo died after almost a week in coma. sad day for the Rosales clan, Tita Gaya is the sweetest Tita. She saw me grew up as we used to live in the same house before moving to Laguna... she took care of me during my high school days when I had to stay in Manila due to late night classes... she was there at every important event in my life... my graduation... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fiesta&lt;/span&gt;/family bdays in laguna... Char's family &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"pamamanhikan"&lt;/span&gt;... our wedding... etc...  she also took good care of Mai, as she was her own child... she became their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bunso"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"unica ihja"&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you Tita... Happy Birthday!(it's her Bday today 23Jul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this was also the wedding month of &lt;a href="http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-wedding_19.html"&gt;Debbie &amp;amp; Ferdie&lt;/a&gt;, though I wasn't able to help them on the day itself I helped them through the wedding preps. they are now back in the US, though not same state, trying to make babies :D ... Debs and I are hoping to have little ones by next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;70th Bday of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lolo Papa&lt;/span&gt;... Chartotem's Dad. semi-organized the event since it was held in the province. proud of the invites and tarp that I made... hehehe  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(love your own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... spent Christmas in Lopez... cooked roasted chicken and mashed potatoes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yum!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... New Year's Eve in Laguna... cooked roasted chicken&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(again!)&lt;/span&gt;, roast pork&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (yum yum!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, potato salad and brownies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda sleepy now... to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-8929375746248177987?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/8929375746248177987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=8929375746248177987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/8929375746248177987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/8929375746248177987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2008/07/about-year-ago-part-2.html' title='about a year ago... part 2'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SIYjk8Lk2GI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gQ0qBY3frQE/s72-c/time-turner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-5714859023047332761</id><published>2007-09-30T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:34:59.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cafe juanita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron and Fe'/><title type='text'>about cafe juanita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;last night i organized a casual dinner for my good friends Ron &amp;amp; Fe, who are getting married this thursday at &lt;a href="http://www.munchpunch.com/restaurants/branch/4318.aspx"&gt;Cafe Juanita&lt;/a&gt;.  Char was impressed with the place, reminiscing about their old house in the province... the capiz, antiques and cabinets,  and so was  all who came to dinner; most of them lives within the area but did not know that such a nice quaint sophisticated place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;exists as they just passed by it everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;it was nice that I was able to reserve the second floor for our dinner, looks like we were in the dining room of a rich lola relative, we had the place by ourselves. food was great! we had the twice-cooked adobo ribs, kare-kare, soy chicken, bagnet salad, corned beef sinigang (better than Sentro's) and laing. the other table had pasta and sisig, we had to order ahead as they came late(almost 9, we were there @7).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;what's best was the company that we had that night, from the ever soft-spoken Ayick(bro of Fe) to ever comic Tata(sis of Ron), don't forget Erwin with his funny interpretation of Master Yoda. It was Ron &amp;amp; Fe's night to hang out with family and friends and we surely had fun.&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/23629521-5714859023047332761?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/5714859023047332761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=5714859023047332761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/5714859023047332761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/5714859023047332761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-cafe-juanita.html' title='about cafe juanita'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-2011820926303663843</id><published>2007-09-30T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T16:58:18.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about self control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have nothing against self control but if you ended up hurting yourself... that's another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's what happened to Char yesterday, an early morning outrage concerning his nephew. after a series of not so good events came another. he doesn't want to hurt his nephew so he ended up punching our wall which resulted to his swollen hands and blisters (I didn't know that he can throw a punch like that! &gt;.&lt;). this was the first time I saw him really fuming mad. which reminds me that i need to talk to his nephew while he's out of town... hope things will be better when he comes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-2011820926303663843?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/2011820926303663843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=2011820926303663843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2011820926303663843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/2011820926303663843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-self-control.html' title='about self control'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-9093531629894250071</id><published>2007-09-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:18:26.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the song on replay button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/RuVKf3v0ahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RhmK1u93BZ8/s1600-h/Bliss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108571263722613266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/RuVKf3v0ahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RhmK1u93BZ8/s200/Bliss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;my song for the week: i heard it first from one of my high school friends... it was kinda "their song"...  she doesn't want me to use it nga nung wedding ko but she also did not use it during her own wedding. the song relaxes me... i also saw the video in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkuvUlA7AcE"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;... i'll be putting this on our Ipod... on replay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Kissing by Bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;The red light of the sun, slowly descending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;The sky is all I see, it's never ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;We could fly, you and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;On a cloud, kissing, kissing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;The wind plays with the leaves,the weather turns colder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But as long as we believe, love doesn't get older. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;We could fly, you and I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;On a cloud, kissing, kissing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;On a journey of the heart, there's so much to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;And when the sky is dark, you'll be right here, right here with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Right here with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Kissing. (Kissing, kissing)(A journey of the heart) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/23629521-9093531629894250071?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/9093531629894250071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=9093531629894250071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/9093531629894250071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/9093531629894250071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-song-on-replay-button.html' title='about the song on replay button'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/RuVKf3v0ahI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RhmK1u93BZ8/s72-c/Bliss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-3097727130985577239</id><published>2007-09-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:41:20.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about a year ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;oh well... i'm back... after almost a year in hibernation(blogwise) i decided to give this another chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;so what happened during the last year? hmmm... lemme think... lots... i'll update some other time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;last week i was in high spirits.. extremely high spirit that is... i thought our plans are finally coming thru but NO... by the end of the week i feel slumped, tired and sad. so many i should have and if's... it's plainly frustrating... i feel like crying... i felt like a child promised to go to Disneyland but the promise got broken... sana delayed flight lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;then today i got a call from a friend... chika update... she was called back to work last may, though we had a talk before that we will never go back... she still accepted the offer and now she hates it again... oh well i guess i'm really "ma-pride" and never as in never will i go back... don't get me wrong but i'm happy for her she's one of my closest friend back when i was still working... more of a confidant... about another friend: her dad passed away last july(God bless his soul). it was a short chika coz she was still on her way home but still a welcomed chika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;more updates soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-3097727130985577239?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/3097727130985577239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=3097727130985577239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/3097727130985577239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/3097727130985577239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-year-ago.html' title='about a year ago'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-115579875494093252</id><published>2006-08-17T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T15:51:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the one who got away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2249/113/1600/bluebracelet.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2249/113/320/bluebracelet.2.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: the manila times&lt;br /&gt;by: mark j. macapagal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. there's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with... and the one that got away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is the one that got away? i guess it's that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. there was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, i suppose. i believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a longtime partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. i can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing. it has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance. how often have you gone through it without even realizing it? when you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. small problems become big; inconsequentials become deal breakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. it's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it’s just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then one day you're ready. you really are. and when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. he or she may not be the most perfect, they might not be the brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your life, but it'll work because you're ready. it'll work because it's the right time and you'll make it work. and it'll make sense, it really will.so that day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be a different person. things are different, your approach is different, you finally understand who you are and what you want, and you've become ready because the time has truly arrived. and mind you, there's no telling when this day will come. hopefully you're single but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids, it doesn't matter. all you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person you think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll think about them because you'll wonder, "what if they were here today?" you'll wonder, "what if we were together now, with me as i am and not as i was?" that's what the one that got away is, the biggest "what if?" you'll have in your life. if you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully you're mature enough to realize that you're already with the one you're with and this is just another test of your commitment, one that will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. it's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens... maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. in which case it's the same thing. you just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing. but if neither of that is the case, then it's different. what do you do if it's not yet too late? simple... find him, find her. because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that you'll always wonder, what if you got that one? ask him out to coffee, ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. you'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away." you might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference. if the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow and you know, i'm thinking, it would be a great feeling, in the end, to be able to say to someone, &lt;strong&gt;"hey you, you're the one that almost got away."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met a girl in grade school. her face was the most beautiful face i have ever seen. her hair, black as the night sky, swayed gracefully as she walked in campus. from the moment i saw her i knew i liked her. i was seven, puppy love, they said. the kind that easily fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in grade one when i first wrote her a letter. and in that same year i stole a kiss. she was my first kiss. i was her first kiss too. up to now the memory of that kiss lingers vividly in my mind. years passed, i still wrote her letters and she answered some of it. it was enough for me. i knew it was unrequited love, sad, but at the same time i was contented that i loved her. in high school i met other girls and everytime i thought that was the end of the puppy love i had. but whenever a flame ended i kept coming back to her. i found solitude in loving her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our senior year, the unexpected happened. she learned to love me too; it was no longer unrequited love. i was the happiest man alive when i learned about it. but there was one glitch, she was committed to another. it's ok, i told myself. i courted her but after sometime i felt guilty. it was unfair. i pitied the other guy, i thought i wouldn't want my girl to be snatched by another. so i made a decision, i stopped. and this is one decision i will regret for the rest of my life. one of the biggest mistakes i have ever made. it wasn't unfair, it is never unfair. all is fair in love and war, the cliche says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we parted ways after graduation. i went to college and i was welcomed into a bigger world but but we still communicated from time to time. i had a couple of relationships but none lasted for more than a few months. for most of the time i was single and there were times that i still thought about her. sometimes i think that maybe i'm just holding onto a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'dead star'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; maybe i no longer love her. or maybe i still love her. then one day i received a forwarded email, an essay entitled the one that got away. and within the same week i received an email from her. coincidence? the first thing that came into my mind was the quote from paulo coehlo's novel, the alchemist, &lt;strong&gt;"when you want something, all the universe conspires to help you achieve it."&lt;/strong&gt; i thought the universe was already conspiring to give me the girl i loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was inviting me to go out for coffee so we could talk. she said they were planning to get married in a year or two but before that she wanted to settle whatever unfinished business we had. she wanted to get rid of "what if's" running in her head. i was elated at the thought that she was entertaining what if questions about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met and talked over coffee. i gave her my long due explanation as to why i suddenly stopped courting her. and how i regret making that fatal decision. she told me she loved me then and there was a time they broke up but i didn't knew about it. now she's getting married. i said before she decide let me ask her one question. one question, and if she answered yes i will leave them in peace forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"are you one-hundred percent sure that you really want to marry him?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question made her uneasy, i felt like there was still a little chance for an "us." but she said they've been together for eight years and she wouldn't want a third party to be the reason if ever they don't end up together so she told me to just leave them be. if we were meant for each other then we will be together. let destiny take its course. i said i respect her decision but i'm sending her an email entitled the one that got away. maybe it was some sort of a desperation move. the following day she sent an email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grabe, sakto yun ha, tamang-tama ang mga nakasulat.. bakit ganon, akala ko after natin mag-usap kagabi masasabi kong wala na talaga, yung bang we could never be lovers at all, bago ako nakipag-usap sau sigurado ko sa feelings ko, mahal ko si ***, but after our talk, sigurado pa rin naman ako na mahal ko sya but i suddenly felt confused..why?.. the answer is that i really don't know.. mas lalo naging complicated lalo nung tinanong mo ko kung sure na ba ako.. ayokong maging unfair sknya, bigla ko tuloy naisip, sana hindi na tayo nag-usap, sana hinyaan ko na lang, bahala na panahon ang makapagsabi.. alam mo ba yung song na may lyrics na, &lt;strong&gt;"we have right love at the wrong time",&lt;/strong&gt; ganon tayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have the right love at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in one of them forwarded emails they say that there's only one person whom you will love the most, at any given point in your life, and that person may not be the one you will spend the rest of your life with. you may have met him/her a few years earlier, or way way earlier, than the time you were ready to settle down. you may even have met him/her in between some people you also loved, but not as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very few people are lucky enough to have found both in one person, the one they love the most and the one they'll spend the rest of their lives with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my case i found the girl whom i loved the most seventeen years ago and as young as i may have been at that time, i knew i could never fall in love again with as much intensity, as much passion, with the way i felt at that time. and i felt that way for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the years passed we have lost and re-established communication, we have been into relationships with other people, but all the while i was believing that we were destined for each other. i lived in the illusion that we will have our own and-they-lived-happily-ever-after ending. i lived in a dream that we will spend the rest of our lives together. heck, even my parents were rooting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last month, my mom told me that the girl is getting married to her boyfriend for eight years, in a few months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was saddened by the news but at the same time i felt happy for her. i imagine her walking down the aisle wearing her best smile (and that is a very beautiful smile), her groom eagerly waiting for her. i could have been that lucky man. but i will be glad with the thought that she will be exchanging i do's with a man whom i believe has loved her more than anyone ever did. maybe much much more than i did. but not as long, that i can boldly claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy to remain as one of her friends, i guess it's the next best thing. i wish them a happy married life. for the meantime, i will wait for the one i will spend the rest of my life with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one that got away, i offer you this quote from tinkerbell in the movie, hook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know the place between you know you're asleep and awake? the time when you can still remember what you were dreaming? that's where i will always love you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/23629521-115579875494093252?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/115579875494093252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=115579875494093252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/115579875494093252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/115579875494093252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/08/about-one-who-got-away.html' title='about the one who got away'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-114800713326534918</id><published>2006-05-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:58:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about a wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/1600/caleruega.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/320/caleruega.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine got married last Friday for the 2nd time! (don't worry it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/1600/caleruega.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;s the same girl =D) and they're planning a third wedding, a church wedding this time, on Dec 2007 and guess what, he asked me to coordinate it. i don't know if it was just a joke or what, but i am very willing to help them besides they're getting married in Caleruega in Tagaytay and the reception will be at Sonya's Garden, very memorable places for me. i'm so excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/200/DSCF1256.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/1600/DSCF1256.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-114800713326534918?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/114800713326534918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=114800713326534918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800713326534918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800713326534918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-wedding_19.html' title='about a wedding'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-114800580789508640</id><published>2006-05-19T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:30:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the code</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;last night, me &amp;  my high school buddies watched The DaVinci Code, the movie was a good adaptation of the book.  after the movie we were all thinking what else was cut-off from the book, oh well...  &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;! but nonetheless it captured the essence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-114800580789508640?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.danbrown.com/novels/davinci_code/' title='about the code'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/114800580789508640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=114800580789508640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800580789508640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800580789508640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-code.html' title='about the code'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-114800430468521273</id><published>2006-05-19T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:08:35.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the cup of tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been a long time since i've dropped by this blog, if not because of my&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rommelribay.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;kuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;, who have started his own blog, i would have not remembered... oh well i think another cup of tea is needed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-114800430468521273?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/114800430468521273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=114800430468521273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800430468521273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114800430468521273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-cup-of-tea.html' title='about the cup of tea'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-114181878104353033</id><published>2006-03-08T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:53:01.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about 7th of march</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seven seven seven seven seven seven seven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy... &lt;/strong&gt;it was our second month as husband and wife... there were ups and downs, lessons learned and to be learned... still full speed ahead to our journey of our life together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;it's was my &lt;strong&gt;Tatay's 65th birthday&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday both happy and sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;... coz I was able to have dinner with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sad...&lt;/strong&gt; coz we are not complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been two months since there was a big fight with the girls in my family and its heartbreaking for me to think that it started after the biggest day of my life... they are all important and it breaks my heart when they say bad things about each other... I dont want to take side, I know my family too well... and we are all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stubborn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="287" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/200/DSCF1250.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cute stone step in Nurture Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-114181878104353033?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/114181878104353033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=114181878104353033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114181878104353033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114181878104353033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/03/about-7th-of-march.html' title='about 7th of march'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23629521.post-114178294611304322</id><published>2006-03-08T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T19:01:11.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th-of-march</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;blog this... blog that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;welcome to the violet kind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;may this last longer than the tea i drank this morning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1874/2431/320/colorpallette-small.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23629521-114178294611304322?l=violet-kind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/feeds/114178294611304322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23629521&amp;postID=114178294611304322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114178294611304322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23629521/posts/default/114178294611304322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-kind.blogspot.com/2006/03/8th-of-march.html' title='8th-of-march'/><author><name>~raven~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14051282935106209608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N4PS4nhSEVM/SMDY06WFs2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dh7WGYWPvL8/S220/mrrosena%40gmail.com_f379f60a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
