<?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-3791403</id><updated>2012-01-30T01:26:11.332+08:00</updated><category term='new worlds alliance'/><category term='sponge cola'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='death'/><category term='lee dewyze'/><category term='daniel radcliffe'/><category term='events'/><category term='nature'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='train'/><category term='artist'/><category term='summer'/><category term='travel'/><category term='snapshots'/><category term='mama'/><category term='family'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Super Junior'/><category term='tv'/><category term='celebration'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='review'/><category term='work'/><category term='cobra starship'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='papa'/><category term='westlife'/><category term='rand'/><category term='rants'/><category term='dream'/><category term='school'/><category term='sex and the city'/><category term='heartsong'/><category term='movie'/><category term='UP'/><category term='hogwarts philippines'/><category term='love'/><category term='animals'/><category term='dashboard confessional'/><category term='infatuation'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Mockingjay'/><category term='tolkien'/><category term='neil gaiman'/><category term='beach'/><category term='paulo coelho'/><category term='quote'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='environment'/><category term='collection'/><category term='avenue q'/><category term='fall out boy'/><category term='note to self'/><category term='zodiac'/><category term='hope'/><category term='survey'/><category term='animation'/><category term='Let Me In'/><category term='live stream'/><category term='trivia'/><category term='heroes'/><category term='half blood prince'/><category term='K-pop'/><category term='maroon 5'/><category term='sale'/><category term='tolkien society'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='friends'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='author'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Paramore'/><category term='deathly hallows'/><category term='equus'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='fangirl'/><category term='Earth Hour'/><category term='videos'/><category term='music'/><category term='website'/><category term='book'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='life'/><category term='literature'/><category term='fragile things'/><category term='postsecret'/><category term='Big Bang'/><category term='food'/><category term='play'/><category term='awards'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='zsa zsa zaturnnah'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='bloomfields'/><category term='career'/><category term='read or die'/><category term='gatherings'/><category term='fiction'/><title type='text'>:: scribbles ::</title><subtitle type='html'>Let her cry for she's a lady... Let her dream for she's a child...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenkristie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenkristie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karen Kristie Sumortin</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/112817315682494945937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--cIrFQJxTJ4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rEh0mlnw8zk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1604</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791403.post-6301849358425532528</id><published>2012-01-30T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:26:11.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Irony of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Author unknown)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The greatest irony of love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Loving the right person at the wrong time or having the wrong person when the time is right; finding out you love someone after that person walks out of your life. For some, they think that letting go is one way of expressing how much they love that person. Some are afraid to see the one they love being held by someone else. Most relationships tend to fail not because of the absence of love, but because love is always present. It's just that one was being loved too much, and the other was being loved too little. Most often, we fall in love with the person we think we love, but to only discover that for them we are just for past times. While the one who truly loves us remains either your friend or a stranger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When you think of your past love; you may view it as a failure; but when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What's important is that you know when to hold on and when to let go. You know that you love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not apart of it. Everything happens for a reason and for its best. If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again, for you'll never know unless you give it a try.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;You'll never truly love a person, unless you risk for their love; love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, then you won't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time; though the hurting is there to test you, to help you grow. Don't find love, let love find you; that's why it's called falling in love, because you don't need to force yourself to love, you just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing the chapters. If you want to move on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. But why is it that the greatest irony of love is letting go when you want to hold on, and holding on when you need to let go? You can never find the right person if you can never let it go of the wrong, but at the same time the moment you feel like letting go, you remember why you held on for so long. Sometimes you have to forget what you want and remember what you deserve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying and to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing at all. To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose your true self. To love is to risk not being loved in return.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to define love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Fall but do not stumble. Be constant but not too persistent. Share and never be unfair. Understand and try not to demand. Hurt but never keep the pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom; whom they choose to be and where they choose to go. Loving someone means giving them the freedom to find their way, whether it leads towards you or away from you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Love can be a painful risk. To love means that risk must be taken, no matter how scary or painful, for only then will you experience the fullness of humanity of what we call love. If you're not ready to cry, if you're not ready to take the risk and if you're not ready to feel the pain, then you're not ready to fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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We were bracing ourselves to miss their concert on the same day. Little did we know, things were about to change. The night before that, my sister was online. I guess it was a combination of fan-girly luck, impeccable timing and decent internet connection that she was the second to tweet the right answer when Train had a contest&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#!/train" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;. They were&amp;nbsp;giving out free tickets to their concert. My sister always wins these types of contests. I already told her to try the lottery next time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We braved the midweek rush-hour traffic and sardine-like, packed MRT on the way to the venue. I know it was going to be worth it. One of our favorite songs of all time is "Drops of Jupiter" and that was the reason why&amp;nbsp;we saw them perform live at the Alabang Town Center last year. That day, I&amp;nbsp;officially became a Train fan. They have beautiful songs. Jimmy is awesome on guitars, Scott is such a talent both on the drums and keyboards, and Pat knows how to work his charm on stage. Their performance was fun, interactive and unforgettable. Once I've experienced it, I knew I wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 15 minutes before the concert, we were lining up for our passes. We were given these stickers and were already ecstatic knowing we will be in the VIP/Patron area. I asked the person who gave us the stickers if we will have a chance for a meet-and-greet, he said they was just passes to enter. Oh well, at least they were for free. I shouldn't try to push my luck. When we got in, we had no seats since the stickers meant we were "standing VIP('s)". I didn't mind. I am used to standing during concerts. Besides, concerts won't be fun if we spent it sitting (unless it was a stage play, ballet or opera, I guess.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-GjjjW85WA/Tt-lPm6quJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VDc8DqyIBok/s1600/IMG_4133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-GjjjW85WA/Tt-lPm6quJI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VDc8DqyIBok/s320/IMG_4133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Train after show stickers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were worried when the front act, 6-Cycle Mind, started performing because there were a lot of vacant seats. In a venue as huge as the Big Dome, empty chairs are obvious. Maybe because it's a weekday. I don't know. So, we vowed to be as loud as we can and didn't care if we lost our voices in the process. I know we had a great show ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIFmGnOBu3Y/Tt-pwLHrPcI/AAAAAAAAAac/y9UkSLoHFx8/s1600/IMG_4130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UIFmGnOBu3Y/Tt-pwLHrPcI/AAAAAAAAAac/y9UkSLoHFx8/s320/IMG_4130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;stage background&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd thickened&amp;nbsp;when Train started performing. It was nice knowing that the crowd was comprised mostly of Train fans because we were loud! I even found myself smiling while listening to the guy behind me belting out all the lyrics of all the songs they played. It was not shabby at all! Also, that&amp;nbsp;was the closest I've ever been near the stage. As expected, it was one helluva ride! Pat never hesitated to interact with the audience. He was hilarious and a great singer as well. They had a lot of freebies and giveaways. Like their previous show, lucky girls from the audience became &lt;i&gt;trainettes&lt;/i&gt;. They got to dance and sing with Train onstage. One of them got luckier and brought home Pat's guitar with his autograph!&amp;nbsp;They sang songs I love, songs I am familiar with and songs I haven't heard of. They also sang their Christmas song "Shake Up Christmas". Incidentally, that was what my sister answered when she won us these tickets!&amp;nbsp;Pat wore white and walked in a huge circle throughout the coliseum while he sang "Marry Me". He "married" Manila when he sang "...Say you will." Of course, the audience answered "I will!". He, then, signed the white shirt and gave it away.&amp;nbsp;They gave out more Train shirts and Pat's guitar picks. Scott even threw his drum sticks. The guy in front of me was too tall that he caught it. Aww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://manilaconcertscene.blogspot.com/2011/12/train-live-in-manila-2011-aftermath.html" target="_blank"&gt;Click here for Manila Concert Scene's set list.&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n08eckdBw4A/TuAxfQQHP0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/nJp70gOfiS4/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n08eckdBw4A/TuAxfQQHP0I/AAAAAAAAAcI/nJp70gOfiS4/s320/IMG_4113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manila trainettes 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--A1819yDwio/TuDE2ai8szI/AAAAAAAAAcg/xv01X0dPLEM/s1600/IMG_4128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--A1819yDwio/TuDE2ai8szI/AAAAAAAAAcg/xv01X0dPLEM/s320/IMG_4128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After the show, we lingered to take some pictures. We were surprised when someone announced on the loudspeaker that those with round stickers/after show pass can line up near the stage. I nearly swooned. We were not prepared to meet them in person (especially after being all sweaty during the concert)! I mean, look at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCiKc6HNyl8/Tt-t4Tn35MI/AAAAAAAAAak/H0xPpIeHsho/s1600/twitter.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCiKc6HNyl8/Tt-t4Tn35MI/AAAAAAAAAak/H0xPpIeHsho/s400/twitter.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If It's Love"&lt;br /&gt;holding our cellphones up in the air&lt;br /&gt;Train tweeted this after the concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A smile was stuck to my face since we started walking to the backstage area until after I met Pat, Scott and Jimmy in person. I shook their hands and my sister told them we also watched them last year. Pat said, "Thanks for coming back!" They were all really nice. I just wanted to hug them and take them home. Haha! They'll be releasing another album next year and hopefully, I'll get to see them again when they come back. 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That would probably be a whole chapter in my book. I'll just say it all started from &lt;a href="http://omoitskpop.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;my sister&lt;/a&gt;'s influence. Then to watching videos and guestings, buying their albums, listening to their music, buying their merchandise, downloading wallpapers for my desktop, attending K-pop conventions, and best of all, meeting new friends. It has been a long journey. So, I'll just focus on the &lt;a href="http://asia.mtvema.com/" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;MTV EMA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt; win. This is not an entry that will try to change the opinion of others with regards to K-pop in general. Haters will always hate (and if you are one, you are welcome to stop reading this). It's just that I have so much emotions in me right now and writing about it is the best way I can express myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll7vy0BukZ1qarvggo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll7vy0BukZ1qarvggo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Bang light sticks&lt;br /&gt;photo taken from http://dandiyang.tumblr.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ygbigbang.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/a&gt;, one of our favorite K-pop groups, was nominated for the MTV EMA Worldwide Act. They won an initial voting/screening to represent the Asia Pacific. I remember liking &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ez4XvQHm4M4" target="_blank"&gt;this Youtube video&lt;/a&gt; about a month ago telling other VIP's to vote for them (just look at the most-liked comment! ^^). I also remembered someone replying to me that Big Bang would not have a chance because so-and-so artist is leading and is better than them. I was so tempted to reply back, but then again, I told myself I am better than that, so I ignored it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, my sister and I would reach the voting limit using several browsers and several sites for MTV. Our fingers even got the most out of it because we became much more passionate with the voting after seeing Big Bang (all five of them!) leaving Incheon airport for Heathrow airport a few days ago. Most, if not all VIP's, know that this year has not been very gentle with Big Bang. It's been a rollercoaster and tumultuous ride. Earlier this year, a friend and I watched them at the Korean Music Wave in Singapore. Just the four of them. I missed Daesung. He had been on "leave" for months now because of that car accident, and then this most recent marijuana issue with GD happened. VIP's couldn't help but wonder when they are going to grace the stage together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Monday morning from where we're from. My sister and I woke up at 3 AM to watch the pre-show of the MTV EMA. My &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/karenkristie" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://karenkristie.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Tumblr &lt;/a&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/karenkristie" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook &lt;/a&gt;are&amp;nbsp;full of Big Bang posts for the past few hours. Before the winner was announced, I was shaking. I was so nervous I couldn't even understand why. I told myself, they're going against Britney Spears. That no matter what happens, VIP's are still proud of them. When Big Bang was announced as the winners, I wanted to shout, cry and laugh all at the same time. I was like a mother so proud of her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/wzT4vbisth8" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to watch the pink carpet backstage interview.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We can do everything!" - Taeyang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/IKnlIQpBAos" target="_blank"&gt;Click here to view the moment that made me very nervous.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This is only because of our fans, through all the ups and downs, thank you for standing by us. Thank you!" - Taeyang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Woah, it’s amazing! Thank you so much! We are called BigBang from South Korea! It’s nice to see you and this award is all the more valuable because it’s a present that you, fans, gave us. Thank you VIPs! Please take interest in Korean Music and BigBang even more from now." (spoken in Korean translated to English) - Jiyong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Worldwide Act Award is what they needed to get out of the slump. It just goes to show that when you're down, there's nowhere else to go but up. Now, they can do anything they set their hearts to. It was wonderful seeing the five of them together again and, of course, the VIP's went to the rescue! I am so proud of Big Bang for bringing attention to the Asia Pacific talents. I am also proud for the VIP's (and the K-pop fandom) whose support never wavered despite everything that happened and who united in achieving a single goal. The boys can now share their music to the whole world! Big Bang Fighting! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Dear YG, I am hoping this would be enough for you to plan a World Tour for Big Bang in the days to come. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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But the world awaits and when you're down, there's nowhere else to go but up, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is not supposed to be a blog entry about my personal life. So, here goes. I haven't blogged a fan account in years. Well, September 29, 2011 happened and it is probably one of the highlights of my year. You see, I was supposed to be in Singapore and I was prepared to miss Westlife's concert in Manila for the first time in my fangirling history. I guess, I'm meant to be here in Manila for now. Things happen for a reason. I got to experience this and it is true, the best things in life are free.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were open to "whatever happens, happens", as long as at the end of the day, we will watch Westlife's concert at the Smart-Araneta Coliseum. Since I'm stuck in a financial rut right now, General Admission will do. Little did we know that we're in for surprises and happy moments galore. There it was again, the fangirl in me just wanted to shout out, dance, cry in hysterics all at the same time. It has been 11 years since I watched Westlife's first concert in Manila. I was a student then and I learned that time that I have these stalker tendencies. I haven't missed a single concert since. I have been a fan since Ronan Keating introduced them in Smash Hits! That was 13 years ago, more or less. Yes, you can probably guess what age bracket I belong in. Some people I got to know during those "fangirling" times are still my friends until now. There were funny, incredulous, tiring and embarrassing moments that would be a part of my "The Things I Did for Westlife" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day, we got invited to attend Westlife's press conference in Edsa Shangri-la Hotel. After all these years, I'm finally going to meet them up close. I couldn't believe my luck. There were changes in the start time and it turned out, the lads just woke up and were jet-lagged. After more waiting, we decided to give up our initial seats and I ended up cross-sitting on the floor right in front of Nicky. When the lads came in, I wanted to burst in excitement. But since I was in the presence of the members of the media, I kept quiet. The lads were funny and decent despite them just getting out of bed. Questions were answered (and we can probably reads those in newspapers, online or watch them on TV). I was just there, snapping pictures and smiling. I don't think the smile even left my face. I got to wave to Nicky who was busy taking videos of everyone. He chuckled when we posed for his camera. That moment is already ingrained in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NAA74YsCrg4/ToVbPM0ic2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/mPHZHga_if8/s1600/IMG_3767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NAA74YsCrg4/ToVbPM0ic2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/mPHZHga_if8/s320/IMG_3767.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Q and A&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5rfYxUibIg/ToVbcpFQonI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PDyZCnzfKHE/s1600/IMG_3817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C5rfYxUibIg/ToVbcpFQonI/AAAAAAAAAUo/PDyZCnzfKHE/s320/IMG_3817.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;group shot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my surprise, we were informed that we will have a chance to meet-and-greet Westlife before the concert.*** I could have died and gone to heaven then. But since I don't wanna die before meeting Westlife again, my sis and I took a late lunch/early dinner, then headed for the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq5EJQSYbfQ/ToVbkI8LGmI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jkU0MG2gvYI/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uq5EJQSYbfQ/ToVbkI8LGmI/AAAAAAAAAUs/jkU0MG2gvYI/s320/IMG_3824.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting giddy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koVCAWjAQDM/ToVbk21jNFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aArDjRd4mC0/s1600/WL2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-koVCAWjAQDM/ToVbk21jNFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aArDjRd4mC0/s320/WL2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.magicliwanag.com/"&gt;Magic Liwanag Photography&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://daylyentertainment.tumblr.com/"&gt;DAYLY Entertainment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo was taken by an official photographer and no personal cameras were allowed. Funny thing was, my sis and I were practicing on what to say to these lads when we finally get to meet them. We had about 2 hours of practice and I told her to go directly to Nicky while I go to Mark (yes, he's gay but I don't care!). I was planning to steal a hug from him too! We went in and it was finished in a couple of seconds. Too bad they were pressing for time and all we got to say was "Thank You!". Since we were looking forward to the concert, we hurried to the entrance so as not to miss the opening song and found our seats. We barely warmed our seats when the opening song came out, we ran to the front. It was like deja vu. (I ran to the front as well in one of those Westlife concerts in the same venue.) We danced and sang and got sweaty. I even cursed our point-and-shoot digital camera because it kept blurring the supposedly great pics I got. I didn't let it ruin my mood. It's amazing to be there, watching them do their thing up close. I'm sure about eleven thousand people in that venue agreed with me when I say listening to those songs we grew up with felt nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkCpHv_7jSo/ToVbxO21m0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/EOGXFtc5xBc/s1600/IMG_3828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkCpHv_7jSo/ToVbxO21m0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/EOGXFtc5xBc/s320/IMG_3828.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"epic crowd" - Nicky&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUrxjeIjkPE/ToVb5ut9YCI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FZJGTc5iqa0/s1600/IMG_3910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUrxjeIjkPE/ToVb5ut9YCI/AAAAAAAAAU4/FZJGTc5iqa0/s320/IMG_3910.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Westlife on stage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my not-so-typical Thursday. It was a roller-coaster ride of emotions for a fan like me. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience and I won't mind if something similar happens to me again soon. Who wouldn't want to fly without wings again, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/147/Westlife_in_Manila_2011"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/6PWKTVyjNLA"&gt;Click here to view "What Makes A Man" (fancam).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/fjC-j83CALM"&gt;Click here to view "Flying Without Wings" (fancam).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/qO2OwokbXrE"&gt;Click here to view "Uptown Girl" (fancam).&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;***All these wonderful memories will not be possible without the help of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://daylyentertainment.tumblr.com/"&gt;Dayly Entertainment&lt;/a&gt;. We are eternally grateful. 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I wish I could have seen this on 3D. Though the story was predictable, the characters were so lovable! It was entertaining. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie St. Cloud&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgxcee58Ph1qaatx3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgxcee58Ph1qaatx3.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Another movie based on a book I have yet to read, “Charlie St. Cloud” was predictable. I have to say, Zac Efron was not just an eye-candy in this film, he delivered a good performance as the lead actor. The entire story though was so-so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;West Side Story&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgxcg7mpG21qaatx3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgxcg7mpG21qaatx3.jpg" width="124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;An adaptation of Romeo and Juliet set in the 1950’s, here is another tragic tale of love in the middle of a gang war. This is another musical crossed-out from my list of must-watch films. There are corny and funny moments, but the ending still tugged some heartstrings and I understood why this has become a classic. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#1 – Education and intelligence accomplish nothing without action.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#2 – Happiness and success are two different things.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#3 – Everyone runs their own business.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#4 – Having too many choices interferes with decision making.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#5 – All people possess dimensions of success and dimensions of failure.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#6 – Every mistake you make is progress.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#7 – People can be great at doing things they don’t like to do.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#8 – The problems we have with others are typically more about us.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #372c24; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who hated me, you made me feel stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to those who loved me, you made my heart grow fonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who cared, you made me feel important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who entered my life, you made me who I am today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who left, you showed me that nothing lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who stayed, you showed me true friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thanks to those who listened, you made me feel I was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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Wish them all the best of luck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.paramore.net/blog/announcement/"&gt;News taken from this link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/TQ5-NiY9GHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ufosWbZDHUQ/s1600/tumblr_ldp1rckKB61qza3suo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/TQ5-NiY9GHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ufosWbZDHUQ/s320/tumblr_ldp1rckKB61qza3suo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Josh&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Zac&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paramore.net/blog/announcement/" style="color: #372c24; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;are leaving the band. Below is a message from the band&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #372c24; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;em style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;“Over the past 6 years, our band has been through some of the most intense and incredible experiences of our lives. None of these things have been without trial. We’ve worked so hard to get to where we are and the fact that you are all still here with us says something about you that we will never be able to truly understand. You have stuck with us through thick and thin and we are so grateful. A couple of months ago, Josh and Zac let us know they would be leaving the band after our show in Orlando last Sunday. None of us were really shocked. For the last year it hasn’t seemed as if they wanted to be around anymore. We want Josh and Zac to do something that makes them happy and if that isn’t here with us, then we support them finding happiness elsewhere. But we never for a second thought about leaving any of this behind. We really hope that you can be encouraged by the fact that the three of us who are still here are ready to take on another chapter of our journey together. You have always been what keeps us going so why would we stop now? We want to stick by you. Knowing that we have a unified passion and a clear vision makes us feel stronger than ever. The “blog” that was posted regarding everything that is going on with our band was a fake. We aren’t sure who did it or why… And we aren’t sure how they timed it this way. This is the first time that we have spoken out about what’s going on and we wouldn’t have released an official statement that important through a personal blog. So, we’re sorry for any confusion and just to remain clear, this is the first time we have spoken out about this. We have some amazing things lined up for next year starting with our tour in South America. We are still coming to you and we are excited about who we are bringing with us! The tour is still on and we can’t wait to see you all. As we look back, and now as we look with excitement to the future, in all of this what truly matters are the good times. The pictures of us with our arms around each other, the long van rides, your faces while you sing along as we play. Thank you for getting us right here to this very moment. We look forward to our best times. 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I thought, "This is it!". I have been  waiting for the last movie a long time and I am about to witness the  first of the 2-part installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was fresh in my  mind but I tried not to expect. I don't want to get into the details of  the film as others who have not viewed it yet may get spoiled. I have to  say, I was just blown away. The pace was fast enough to keep me glued  to the screen. They included important events and lines from the book  that made me gush inside. As a reader and a fan, it is a big deal for me  if the movie can still represent the book in its very essence. They  made movie alterations that quite fit in the story line. I was with my  father and cousin who never read the books and I think it was made  easier for them to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie has a prestigious  line-up of actors and I have to applaud the trio-- Daniel Radcliffe,  Rupert Grint and Emma Watson. They have improved a lot on their acting  (especially Emma). I have always loved the Harry Potter movie  soundtracks and this one is no different. They never really showed much  of Hogwarts in here, but the countryside sceneries they captured wowed  me. The cinematography was splendid. Even that short Neil Gaiman-ish  animation they introduced in this movie (those who have seen the movie  know what I'm writing about) was fresh and vital. I badly wanted to see  it in 3D. Some scenes reminded me of "The Lord of the Rings". Overall, a  lot of effort and thought was placed in creating this last Harry Potter  movie and I appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was actually one  thing I expected though-- I would cry. And cried a lot, I did. Lack of  sleep did not stop me from sniffling in the beginning, in-between and in  the end. It felt like my heart would burst. I couldn't help it. I'm  sure a lot of fans know exactly what I mean. July 2011 is still a few  months from now. 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The more you dream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;You use 200 muscles to take one step.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your big toes have two bones each while the rest have three.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pair of human feet contains 250,000 sweat glands.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The acid in your stomach is strong enough to dissolve razor blades.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The human brain cell can hold 5 times as much information as the Encyclopedia Britannica.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The average human dream lasts 2-3 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men without hair on their chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the moment of conception, you spent about half an hour as a single cell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your body gives off enough heat in 30 minutes to bring half a gallon of water to a boil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The enamel in your teeth is the hardest substance in your body.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your teeth start growing 6 months before you are born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate, and they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your thumb is the same length of your nose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;As humans grow older, the lens in the eye grows thicker. This is why people who once had perfect vision often need glasses in their 40s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The circulatory system of arteries, veins, and capillaries is about 60,000 miles long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every day the average person loses 60-100 strands of hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One human hair can support 3.5 ounces. That’s about the weight of two full size candy bars.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The surface area of a human lung is equal to a tennis court.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;On any given day, sexual intercourse takes place 120 million times on earth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One out of every 2,000 newborn infants has a tooth when they are born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most men have erections every hour to hour and a half during sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After eating too much, your hearing is less sharp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even small noises cause the pupils of the eyes to dilate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone has a unique smell, except for identical twins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;By the age of 60, most people will have lost about half their taste buds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans can make do longer without food than sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A human head remains conscious for about 15 to 20 seconds after it is been decapitated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The tooth is the only part of the human body that can’t repair itself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three hundred million cells die in the human body every minute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans shed about 600,000 particles of skin every hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human lips have a reddish color because of the great concentration of tiny capillaries just below the skin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The colder the room you sleep in, the better the chances are that you’ll have a bad dream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your ears secrete more earwax when you are afraid than when you aren’t.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Humans are the only animals to produce emotional tears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I had fun with my team mates/friends when we went to nearby Tagaytay, Cavite and Nasugbu, Batangas for some bonding, sun, sea, fresh air, food, booze, laughter, stories and memories.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wO7U-RLaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5qItP8AzhvM/s1600/inside+the+cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wO7U-RLaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5qItP8AzhvM/s320/inside+the+cave.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470764059753262498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peeking inside the cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wOC61ytLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QAgmRT3nFzY/s1600/4+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wOC61ytLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QAgmRT3nFzY/s320/4+girls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763090665714866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun-kissed girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNVx003ZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hjf--OhP8uc/s1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNVx003ZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hjf--OhP8uc/s320/water.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470762315151629714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool and clear water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNVG2YoYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YVgf-dMF8uE/s1600/captured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNVG2YoYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YVgf-dMF8uE/s320/captured.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470762303615443330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capturing moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNUwjLOtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GrhnHhCSu-I/s1600/05082010(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wNUwjLOtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GrhnHhCSu-I/s320/05082010(002).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470762297629293266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy morning boat ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wOxs78MEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kyjQR18L-gk/s1600/team+Tagaytay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4cmyJD_zviI/S-wOxs78MEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kyjQR18L-gk/s320/team+Tagaytay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470763894387257410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team Vauxhall in Tagaytay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/125"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/125"&gt;Click here for more pictures from my summer getaway!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This annual awarding ceremony is Fully Booked and Neil Gaiman's way of celebrating Filipino talent in writing, drawing and and this year, film-making. Gaiman fans and fiction/fantasy enthusiasts were there as early as 4 PM for registration. Those who came a bit later had the option to pre-register with Fully Booked online. That's what I did considering I sneaked in a couple of hours of sleep after my night work shift. I had the feeling that it was going to be a good night, so I filed for leave. Boy, was I glad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaiman books were displayed and on sale beside the registration booth just before the entrance to the tent. We were in by 7PM. Good thing there was free beer. That made us more patient I guess, more... erm, relaxed. A little after an hour or so, there was an attempt to copy the original "wall of sound" (coined by Neil himself) before Mr. Jaime Daez of Fully Booked introduced THE Neil Gaiman hidden behind the masks of those pretending to be Neil Gaiman. I have to admit, the crowd was not even twice as many compared to his first visit 5 years ago, which was held on the same place but on a weekend. Gaiman fans screamed as hard as we could and Mr. Gaiman took the stage in his usually funny although humble disposition. Despite the coat, yes, he still looked like a rock star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We owe it to each other to tell stories..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Mr. Neil Gaiman started reading that line from his poem "Locks", I remembered that vague instance when I was reading the same line from my own copy of "Smoke and Mirrors". I can't believe I am listening to him saying out loud now. Neil Gaiman is one of my favorite authors of all time and I love hearing him tell his stories. It's the expression, intonation and the accent maybe that made all the difference. This was the third time he'd been here in the Philippines and I always saw to it I get to see him in person whenever I had the chance. Last night was extra special though. After reading "Locks", he read an unpublished poem. I didn't get the title because it sounded foreign but Neil's translation sounded like "St. Orem's Graveyard of the Island of Iona" and it felt wonderful to be one of the first people to listen to this. Oh and before I forget, he was wearing the same coat he wore at the Oscars this year. How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next thing I knew, they were introducing the People's Choice Awardees and winners for the Prose, Comic and the newly-introduced Short Film categories. Each winner was acknowledged with a trophy/plaque and cash prize courtesy of Neil Gaiman himself. They would also get a chance to have dinner and talk with him. Lucky, lucky them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between the awarding, 100 names have been electronically raffled off from the registration list for a book signing pass after the program. Each winner will get a chance to bring 2 books for Neil Gaiman to sign. I was with my sister and some friends and I bought 2 unsigned Gaiman books with me. I just knew When a friend's name showed up as number 43, I knew I "converted" another friend to the so-called Gaimania. She bought two books for Neil to sign. I never thought I could feel any better than that until I saw my name as lucky fan number 69 flashed on the stage! Finally, my copy of "Anansi Boys" and "Fragile Things" will have their very own Neil Gaiman autographs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my other books signed before and it really didn't sink in immediately during that time the fact that I would get another chance to meet him and talk to him in person. Another chance! So when I stepped closer to that table where Neil Gaiman was busy signing other people's books, my hands went sweaty and cold. Ok, I won't shake his hand then. I'll just hug him again (my first Gaiman hug was on my birthday in 2005 when he first came here)! The next few moments were surreal. I got to ask him to let my sister go up on stage to take a picture with us. I got to talk to him and tell him how much we love his short story "October in the Chair" from "Fragile Things" and all he can say was "Thank you! Thank you!". I got to tell him I was lucky number 69 and he even offered to sign my number and include that information with his signature on my copy of "Fragile Things". I was babbling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt a lot of different things that time-- nervous, excited, honored, humbled and mostly happy. Happy as any fan would be if he or she were in my shoes that time. It was just a few minutes, but it was well worth it. That feeling of surreal or cloud nine was what I felt after that encounter. Others may feel like I'm overreacting, but only a real fan would understand it. I walked away from Rockwell Tent that night adding more to my list of unforgettable memories in this lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Mr. Neil Gaiman! Thank you for the monsters and ghosts and demons. Thank you for the words and wisdom and hope. Thank you for the laughs and tweets and twitpics. I pray you won't get tired of visiting the Philippines in the future. Please tell us if you need more of our calamansi juice or dried mangoes. You are always welcome here. We look forward to more of those visits and we are glad for the opportunities and acknowledgements you are giving us. For that, we will be eternally grateful.Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More information on the finalists here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.fullybookedonline.com/revelations/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A complete list of the winners here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://charles-tan.blogspot.com/2010/03/3rd-philippine-graphicfiction-awards.html&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Links to my old albums during Neil Gaiman's visit in 2005:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/4/Neil_Gaiman_in_Manila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/5/Neil_Gaiman_in_Manila_2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neil Gaiman reading his poem "Locks":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenkristie.multiply.com/video/item/33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neil Gaiman reading an unpublished work:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenkristie.multiply.com/video/item/34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://karenkristie.multiply.com/photos/album/122/Gaimania_in_Manila_2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I don't even know who wrote it. Reading it still has the same effect on me, so I wanna keep it here and share it with anyone who views it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“THE QUESTION"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you see me walking the road with someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s not because I like his company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s because you’re not brave enough to walk beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you hear me talking about him all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s not because he pleases me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s because you’re too deaf to hear my heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you feel me falling with someone new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s not because I love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because you’re not there to catch me fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you feel lost, I, too,am nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, too, don’t know where the road is going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are we gonna cross each other’s path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or just completely turn around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will we just let go of what we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or go to the place where love is bound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me walk with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s you I want to walk with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me talk of him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s you I want to talk with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me fall for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s you I want to fall in love with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“THE ANSWER”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you thought I wasn’t brave enough to walk beside you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was behind you every step of the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still filled with awe because of the beauty that stands before me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you thought I was too deaf to hear your heartbeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn’t want to assume anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I was afraid to lose our friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you thought I wasn’t there to catch you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was because you never gave me the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never reached the bottom, you’ve already grabbed the branch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you feel like you are nowhere, I too am lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I too don’t know where the road is going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are we just going to turn around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or are we gonna cross each other’s path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will we just let go of what we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or go to the place where love is bound?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to walk by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me talk of something else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s you I want to talk with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don’t let me fall for someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s you I want to fall in love with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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